1. |
The Beginning
02:06
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2. |
Pangaea
02:09
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We are on a floating island, in the middle of the sea,
and we're all stuck here together, as the wind blows through the trees.
Oh Pangaea, a floating paradise, then the ground shifts, where we stand,
though we know now that we are drifting, we do not know, where we'll land.
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3. |
Get Lost
01:54
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Been around to many places,
and i've never made a cent.
Oh I've crashed on many couches,
never paid any rent.
Come and get lost with me boys,
come and get lost with me.
Come and get lost with me boys,
cause we're goin' across the sea.
All these I've left to wander,
haven't gotten wise,
but im a little older.
And I wish I could say I've learned
nothing at all,
but that wouldn't be the truth.
Don't take life too seriously, you gotta
have a little fun.
And when the opportunity presents itself,
you gotta run through pastures of plenty.
Remember where you came from,
remember where you've been.
Remember who your friends are and hope it never ends.
If you ask me no questions, then I'll tell you no lies.
Don't you try and fool me, these eyes have seen what youre looking for.
Been around the block a time or two its nothin' new its nothin' new.
So come and get lost with me boys,
come and get lost with me.
Come and get lost with me boys,
get a taste of true anarchy.
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4. |
Skruxx
01:39
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Scruxx is comin' down the highway, and he's lookin' out for blood!
With his sword in hand and his murderous eyes he's coming for your life.
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Come all of you good workers
Good news to you I'll tell
Of how the good ol' union
Has come in here to dwell
[Chorus]
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
[Verse 2]
My daddy was a miner
And I'm a miner's son
And I'll stick with the union
'Til every battle's won
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
They say in Harlan County
There are no neutrals there
You'll either be a union man
Or a thug for J. H. Blair
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
Oh workers can you stand it?
Oh tell me how you can
Will you be a lousy scab
Or will you be a man?
[Chorus]
[Verse 5]
Don't scab for the bosses
Don't listen to their lies
Us poor folks haven't got a chance
Unless we organize
[Chorus]
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We are building up a statue it is great and it is tall and it's made of volcanic glass of which you'd barely find at all.
Gonna fight this war 'till the fightin's done, up in the morning with the rising sun, gonna fight this war 'till we are done! Up in the morning with the rising sun.
For, that, old brigades a-coming, and-a we're gonna knock em down!
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7. |
Mighty Fine Architect
01:56
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Oh the architect, he's a mighty fine builder.
Build you a house thats steadfast and strong.
He'll move the mountains, as the days get longer.
Oh the architect, he's a mighty fine builder.
Oh the architect, he's kind to everyone,
as he travels this big ol' world!
Building buildings, and having lots of fun.
Oh the architect, he's kind to everyone.
Well that architect, went to a meeting.
Said this simply will not stand,
I'll build you one better, it'll last you longer,
then anyone elses ever had.
So he build one better, and it was stronger,
and it lasted longer, then ever before.
Well that architect, he's a mighty fine builder.
Build you a house thats steadfast and strong.
He'll move the mountains, as the days get longer.
Oh the architect, he's a mighty fine builder.
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8. |
Cultists in the Woods
01:50
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Don't listen to the blinded ones, for they can't see the truth.
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9. |
The Highwaymen
02:14
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We trade and fight and borrow and steal,
Soon we know we'll seal the deal.
We fight and jab and bite and claw,
nothing to us is against the law.
We Build and build and modify,
today is not the day we die.
The highwaymen the highwaymen
we'll build and destroy until the end.
Now we'll give you you of our own,
information we'd wish we'd known.
That no matter how hard you try to subsist,
every good building will cease to exist.
The highwaymen the highwaymen
we'll build and destroy until the end.
as i look at all the things that ive done,
none of my battles were truly won.
I look at all ive done in the past,
none of these things will truy last.
The highwaymen the highwaymen
we'll build and destroy until the end.
As the world falls apart and the sky falls down,
ill still never look back to the ground,
the life of a nomad is only as free
as the people in charge will allow you to be.
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Lavacast on Jah Town, it's coming down today.
Lavacast on Jah Town, you better get away.
Lavacast on Jah Town, and now we're left to roam.
Lavacast on Jah Town, we must leave our home.
Lavacast on Jah Town, you better leave a sign.
Lavacast on Jah Town, we'll all be left behind.
Lavacast on Jah Town
Lavacast on Jah Town
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12. |
Trident's Lullaby
00:55
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13. |
An Ode to Isaac
02:00
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You took away, the only home we knew.
Your wasted time along with ours.
And as the day, bled into fleeting dusk.
We made peace with all that will and ever was.
You should have seen, your boys go marching on,
to destroy another just the same.
and as your boys, went marching onward,
we knew things would never be the same.
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14. |
River's Land
01:39
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I am gonna' leave this place x2
For the river's run dry and I don't want to die, I am gonna leave this place
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Windybug Florida
Windybug started playing music before she could speak in complete sentences, her music contains a wide array of different instruments, primarily Banjo and Accordion. However, the style usually centers around American folk, with an emphasis on old-time. This banjo player hails from Central Florida, she fell in love with the banjo when she first picked it up at age 13. ... more
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