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by Tusk, Her

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1.
Witness 04:14
Can I get a witness? Can I get someone here to save me? Can I get a witness? Can I get someone to come along? Will you take me down to the river? Will you take my brother, too? I've been traveling down this road for too long, so won't you please just come along? Four on the floor and a tambourine. I played my part in the big machine. Daddy died, but he knew better; choked on a steak and bone. Mama went out with other men- put up a fence around my home. It's just you and me, sister, we're both great at being alone. Oh, can he save me? Can I get a witness?
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Gianni's Gun 02:45
You can ride, but go down swinging Cause you can't stop the bull when Gianni's come to town And he won't ever not be what I"m wanting Cause everyone is just another face in the crowd BANG, BANG, goes Gianni's gun and he won't stop til he's done BANG, BANG, BANG, Gianni's gun You are bound only to fall He is going to get you all BANG, BANG, BANG, Gianni's gun And you can bet you're never going to see him But you will know when he's aiming to take you down And he won't be stopping while they keep Dropping on the ground Here comes Gianninno, the seven foot Bambino Fire's fire and death is death; we all get laid to rest You were born above the law But he's the last fate you saw BANG, BANG, BANG, Gianni's gun
3.
Juárez 02:12
Itchy Kitty was a lady from the city (on the wrong side of the tracks) She keeps a list of the names of the dames (that won't be coming back) Gone, gone, gone; and no one says a thing No one says a thing (or thinks maybe they should be) You can hear at night they say how they disappear in the day High-heeled shoes, spurred-tip boots, "Hail Mary Guadalupe" Tar to the floor, heels to the ground Desert wind howls, desert sand drowns Hot Hound's a King of a string of Pawn Shoppes (on the right side of town) He's shipping crates across the boarders of the states stamped "furniture markdown" But he's dealing Arms to the Lords of another trade And he keeps the whole world turning in his own, violent way Gone, gone, gone; and no one says a thing No one says a thing (or thinks maybe they should be) Winds from the Mexico South bring the dust rolling up North To the city of El Paso (where they pacify the Lords) Cause all the big men running down old Juárez town Know to keep peace where their heads lie (let the dirty deeds stay down South by the tracks, close enough to get back home before dawn because it doesn't take long to send a basket to a door with a message delivered from a talking head who talks no more about the walls in this city that are filled with the money of the blood of the people) And the tellers can't be found And the women, they can't be found And no one says a thing
4.
Mammy Baby 02:37
Whatchya cooking, Mammy Baby? All the little kids are hungry Tiny tables empty, bigger tables overrun Whatchya thinking, Mammy Baby? The grown-up table's ********** crazy Overfed and lazy, won't shut up until they've won Every seat in here's a throne, Every word that's spoke; a law The news is bought, the jury cloned Stick'em with a mortal loan No imagination of their own Whatchya thinking, Mammy Baby? Daddy's sneaking in a blazing, Auntie's wasted early, This house is like a smoking gun Don't you mind him, Mammy Baby, Johan's a racist, anti-lady Pass the biscuits 'cause I'm gravy Don't give a ***** what he wants
5.
Church Boots 02:00
I see that you've got your church-going-high-heeled shoes on I see that you've got your prayer-thrown-steel-toed boots on Can't you see I've been waiting for someone like you to come along? No money. No baby. Can you spare me a dime? I ain't feelin so fine. I've got this ache in my heart that keeps me barely alive. I was locked up for hours, they stuck some pills in my arm. I was deemed unfit to mother, they gave my child to the law. Now my babe's just a last name that I don't know anymore. No money. No baby. Can you spare me a dime? No money. No baby. I ain't doing so fine. I've got this ache in my heart that keeps me barely alive.
6.
Seven Days 03:55
Seven days under the light Biding for that under line We can’t keep off What we can’t sleep off And everybody’s saying “why” And everybody’s getting high And I just keep wondering “why, why, why?” Can he even take me? Can he even take me? Can he even take me where I’ll be goin’ when I’ll be goin’ to the ground? Steadier leading on comes the rising of the second sun Higher still he stands Upon a silver bed And everybody’s sayin’ “why?” And everybody’s getting high And I keep wondering “why, why, why?” Can he even take me? Cause I'm leaving on the red eye Then to Detroit, Arizona Where they've taken all my money Because it's owed to them a grand(son) And one day you'll know they've been keeping tabs since the day you were born My right of mind to know That you're a betting kind of man and when it comes to taking me I see you're betting that you can But I'm telling you.... I'm telling you.... Bet you buy that bleeding bottom line
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Released 2017
Amanda Kaye Salazar - vox/rhythm guitar
Nathan Mellott - drums
Nick Almeida - lead guitar (GUEST)
Derek Salazar - bass (GUEST)

Recorded by Sam Green
Church Boots/Silver Bullet Recorded by Derek Salazar
Mixed by Derek Salazar (WWW.THEDEREKSALAZAR.COM)
Mastered by The Mastering House; Tom Volpicelli

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released May 5, 2017

SPECIAL THANKS:
Nick Almeida
Derek Salazar

ALBUM ARTWORK:
Nathan Mellott (WWW.NATHANMELLOTT.COM)

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Tusk, Her Austin, Texas

2pc rock&roll
Austin, TX

*AKaye.salazar (vox/guitar)

*nathan.mellott (drums/mask)

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