Whiskey Monster

by Mebadeye

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released December 12, 2015

Recorded and Mixed by Walker Watson
Mastered by Adams

Me Bad Eye is
Shaggy
Austin
Larry
Adams

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Track Name: Old Dark Valley
In Palo Pinto County there's a holler
a thousand acre stretch of cursed land
Yeah to you it may sound funny, but the locals understand...

The story, it all started with a family
who settled there to see what they can sow
three months later they were gone, where they went nobody knows...

Well they said it was the Devil
Or that Indians were to blame
but while Texas grew around them
Old Dark Valley stayed the same...

Other folk have gone and tried to live there
They all brag and boast that they have nothin' to fear
every single one has died, gone insane or disappeared....

The oaks grow tall and wild down in Dark Valley
With leaves so thick you never see the sky
and if you go there after dark, you can hear their children cry...

They say the forest is alive
and it's hunger can't be tamed
and while Texas grew around it
Old Dark Valley stayed the same....

They say it's some malignant spirit
ancient evil with no name
and while Texas grows around her
Old Dark Valley stays the same....
Track Name: Nothing More
Something in the way you look tonight
Makes me want to scream in fright
You're like the desert, so weakened and weary
and if I fall, it's my own fault.

Ya given me shadows
ya given me roses
but this time Spring's all gone
Make me, unmake me
What's ten thousand slaughterings
when you get just what you want

Nothing more
Nothing more
Please please let there be
Nothing more

I've walked through the desert
so weakened and weary
I've walked through the stains
of a fake righteous time
I've walked through the hills
and I've walked through the valleys
and I know, it's my god damn fault.

Nothing more
Nothing more
Please please let there be
Nothing more
Track Name: Shine On
I knew a lady that lived down the road
on a place called Whiskey Row
she could make the best sour mash
only took a little cash

Then one day the police broke in
what she did was quite a sin
out the door & laying low
oh, away she goes

oh away she goes
oh away she goes
oh away she goes
down & out & away she goes

You could hear the hounds all around
sniffin & howling, oh what a sound
she was smart and in a rush
mader her way through my blackberry bush

Into my yard she yelled at me
“I need your truck now give me that key!”
I threw em at her & she caught em low
oh, away she goes

oh away she goes
oh away she goes
oh away she goes
down & out & away she goes

The cops all say that she died that day
we all cried until they went away,
laid flowers at her grave stone too
but there was something that we all knew

When you look out & see that smoke
you will get our final joke
out the door, she’ll be dancing a jig
making that whiskey, and we all sing

oh away she goes
oh away she goes
oh away she goes
making that whiskey away she goes!
Track Name: Tarnished Glass
You hold a tarnished glass
deep in your pocket
and as we both can see
it's a cloudy mixture of gray.

It tries to light the way
down your many paths
but it can only show
the same god damn way.

Tell me more about the way my soul is saved
and that heaven is waiting for me.
Tell me more about the way my heart is cold
cause I could really give a damn.

Cause around and around in circles we go
dancing on the heads of pins.
Around and around in circles we go
dancing until we meet again.

Now you can say that life still has meaning.
or you can say it's all a lie.
Now you can say that we're all still dreaming
or you can hold your middle finger high. (till the day we die!)

Cause around and around in circles we go
dancing on the heads of pins.
Around and around in circles we go
dancing until we meet again.

The same ol' circles we all know
are coming around again.
The same ol' circles we all know
are spinning spinning spinning spinning

Until our,
our bitter end.

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Bit her head off and I chewed it up
SPIT IT OUT!
Bit her head off and I chewed it up
SPIT IT OUT!
Bit her head off and I chewed it up
SPIT IT OUT! SPIT IT OUT! SPIT IT OUT! SPIT IT OUT!

1, 2, 1 2 3
Our bitter ends!