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Dr. Albert's Theme
02:05
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2. |
Thrown Out To The Dogs
02:58
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Bitter winds a carving great wide scars along the trees
inky darkness in the forest drips below the moonlit leaves
gypsies roam the open road with tricks up every sleeve
harrowing tales unlock all calm resolve with the ease skeleton keys
little red go riding out into the woods
the beasts are hiding in the dark, crawling on four foot
they've got the scent and know where you went hear your heart beating in your chest
while the moon sits high in the jet black sky the wolves will never rest
don't come to this table
with no knowledge of fables
carry what you can and get out while you are able
here we're still fighting with teeth and with claws
it's one wrong step and you're thrown out to the dogs.
Peter Stubb got caught with fresh human flesh out in the fields
they broke all his bones and tied him to a wagon wheel
they cut away his limbs so he could not escape his grave
his head it was removed and put on a spike out on display
and the children still sing to Peter's lonely head
no rest even in death in a place that don't forgive nor forget
when the devil takes your soul and makes of you his hound
the wickedness of this world it will follow you right down
don't come to this table
with no knowledge of fables
carry what you can and get out while you are able
here we're still fighting with teeth and with claws
it's one wrong step and you're thrown out to the dogs.
Little Red go riding take this secret when you go
and bury it out in the woods where no one will know
bury it deep in the woods where no one could know
and feed it to the lost people who are sleeping deep below
the infection is spreading we all will have it soon
we'll lay down in the grassy hills and the crows will pick our wounds
leave it to history to ponder how we all went so wrong
but here within the city walls we wonder how we survived at all so long
don't come to this table with no knowledge of fables
carry what you can and get out while you are able
you can't build a castle of books and of laws
when its one wrong step and you're thrown out to the dogs
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3. |
Gypsy Chant
03:11
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Leslie's Theme
05:39
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....like St. Patrick and the snakes of Ireland....
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5. |
Just Like The Moon
06:11
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Eugene's Theme
01:52
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7. |
Midnight in the Vineyard
02:54
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We got the black clouds rolling in
we got that carrion smell on the wind
the walls of this whole town are closing in
the vines are hanging heavy with the fruits of all our sins
The garden's growing over into jungle again
The garden's growing over into jungle again
The congregation was confounded when cracks silenced the church bells
but it was god's favorite child, Lucifer, who split heaven when he fell
all the guests at Dante's table had their mouths to full to tell
The surest way to heaven is just the quickest way to hell
Garden's growing over into jungle again
garden's growing over into jungle again
The tailor he got burned alive with his bridesmaid and his horse
the lost souls they just a jangled inside the rotting purse
who's taking stock who's winding this old clock
st. peter's at the gate but somebody's picking the lock
There's bodies buried everywhere
there's more than enough blame to dorwn this town and some to spare
and those stones that tower in the city's center square
are just antennaes for all our empty prayers
Garden's growing over into jungle again
Garden's growing over into jungle again
What you gonna do when the angels come marching through?
why bother to repent, when they see right through you?
Betrayed by your own blood that goes pouring out your veins
spilling on the soil spelling out each and every name
and your crimes they will be numbered and etched into the earth
the last may soon be first but its the worms who will judge our worth
The garden's growing over into jungle again
as it was in the beginning it shall be in the end
The garden's growing over into jungle again
she was born wild and she shall be again
The garden's growing over into jungle again
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