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Smoke Serpent

by Skunk Rider

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Jim Dicus
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Jim Dicus Such a great album to be involved with the creation of. I'm excited and proud to claim this as a piece in my portfolio. Favorite track: Kansas City Gloryhole.
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1.
Well, here comes the night Clouds hide the moon There’s still some light Illuminate what we do You need a place They’ll try to take it from you Where do you call home? What are you willing to do? I had enough gentrification, today (x4) Take aim tonight By the light of the moon They have the power We know what to do Destroy the night And love for more Lock arms where you fit in And never let go I had enough gentrification, today (x4) Wait for the night The time is right Take a brick and fight Fight for your rights!
2.
We Ride 04:32
Freedom, bouncing around in my head Looking at all the people Maybe they're happy where they’re led I am out of reach Yet maybe exactly with the times Far away from here now But it’s still gonna be fine Sweating filling the hole in my head Watching all the people Maybe they'll be happy when they're dead I don't want to think it But it’s only a matter of time So set back and drink up They’ll make more wine far away from here that’s where I'll be next year Planes, trains, I don't care Just get me outta here Bus, car, I don't care Ocean, trees, next year We ride, we ride, we ride
3.
Well, I'm on And it’s ours The red hand, Takes, takes Still I'm on. Put your faith in me, this mindful plant Pull it in your lungs, yeah! If you smoke it, then you'll see. Legalize it, the way to be. Medical savior, all in one, Chill behavior for everyone!
4.
It was a starlit Nevada A night like California only dreamed of We walked in the desert Holding hands and thinking about better times I can't get this out of my head What did I get into? I keep thinking, were those redheads? Kansas City Gloryhole So, there I was, a rustler on the lonesome plain Staring out across the hills at vaudeville and destruction A good time was had by all A good time I can't get this out of my head What did I get into? I keep thinking, were those redheads? Kansas City Gloryhole Well, needless to say, it was December And I've got the pictures to prove it An overture of blindfolds 'Cause eyes don't matter I can't get this out of my head What did I get into? I keep thinking, were those redheads? Kansas City Gloryhole
5.
Drug Cannon 03:23
Ye haw! Run for your life! No one knows your name! (because of your) Drug cannon! Patrol drones on the border Shoot them down, shoot it over Drug cannon! We will get our man! Drones are on the prowl (for your) Drug cannon! Patrol drones on the border Shoot them down, shoot it over Drug cannon! Drug... Patrol drones on the border Shoot them down, shoot it over Drug cannon! Run, for, your, LIFE!
6.
We call our people we say to thee for strength and wisdom this is what you do Be strong, old ways Invoke the spirit don't say your name give of your free will and shed your shame Be strong, old ways Smoke Serpent We call your name Smoke Serpent Blood offering Before the coming of the hated dawn enemies are running he'll cut them down Be strong, old ways Only one thing to it give your blood to him to prove you're fit this is no whim Be strong, old ways Smoke Serpent We call your name Smoke Serpent Blood offering
7.
We are all born free So you can't have me Still please stand by me now Our love has no chains Except those we put on it Descend into Hell Just to fit with sheep No Feel it you and you want more Own it you're no whore Free love its own reward Feelings You want more You can't tell me That it’s wrong No one can stop you! You can decide your right!
8.
Transit Cop 04:59
I can't deny the law is on my side Black, white, blue and red lights shine my pride Checking tabs, leaving notes Busting all those fucking jokers who don't know how to park Who are you hipster? Who are you? Who are you hipster? Smoke your silly weed. They can suck a dick They can lick a sack They can all fuck off I'm a transit cop Busting a fugitive is a dream for me Put on the handcuffs, throw them in the backseat I'm justified Donuts are no problem I've plenty by my side Donuts are no problem I bust crackheads all the time They can suck a dick They can lick a sack They can all fuck off I'm a transit cop Is there a problem here? They can suck a dick They can lick a sack They can all fuck off I'm a transit cop
9.
I lost others still felt like fate Just another still it is too late Darkness is rising round another bend Feels like I’ve been dealt a bad hand again She don’t wanna We don’t wanna I don’t wanna Feel like I’m gone so far away In the arms of brothers Strength to face the coming day You talk of others just like they never went away Darkness is rising around the bend Feels like I’ve been dealt a bad hand again She don’t wanna We don’t wanna I don’t wanna Feel like I’m gone so far away
10.
Down below beneath sewers The city sleeps! Snaked passage candlelit Fearful legend on riverbanks! Wake up, awoke inside Can’t return here anymore Daylight, deadfall door You’re stranded To the high seas! (because you're) Shanghaied in Portland Nowhere to run (everybody!) Shanghaied in Portland You’re out of luck!
11.
My momma talkin' to me tryin' to tell me how to live But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve My daddy, he disowned me 'cause I wear my sister's clothes He caught me in the bathroom With a pair of pantyhose My basketball coach, He done kicked me off the team For wearin' high-heel sneakers and actin' like a queen The world's comin' to an end, I don't even care As long as I can have a limo And my orange hair And it don't bother me If people think I'm "funny" 'Cause I'm a big rock star and I'm makin' lots of money Money, money, money Money, money, money Ahhh! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... I'm so bloody rich! Ha ha ha ha I own apartment buildings and shopping centers! Ha ha ha ha And I only know three chords! Ha ha ha ha

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released June 30, 2015

All songs by Skunk Rider
except Earache My Eye by Tommy Chong, Gaye Delorme, and Richard Marin
Copyright Almo Music Corp. O/B/O India Music Ink

Recorded and mixed by Mike Sebring at Soundhouse
Produced by Mike Sebring and Skunk Rider
Mastered by Levi Seitz at Black Belt Mastering

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Skunk Rider Seattle, Washington

Skunk Rider epitomizes badass rock in a down and dirty, back alley kind of way. Born in the narrow confines of a tiny studio crammed between a head shop and a teriyaki restaurant, Skunk Rider spends much time in the alley--getting in touch with the roots of what the Seattle music scene needs to be all about. ... more

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