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by Tusk, Her

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released May 5, 2017

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Tusk, Her Austin, Texas

2pc rock&roll
Austin, TX

*AKaye.salazar (vox/guitar)

*nathan.mellott (drums/mask)

guest lead guitar (album)
Nick Almeida

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Track Name: Witness
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?
Track Name: Gianni's Gun
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
Track Name: Juárez
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
Track Name: Mammy Baby
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
Track Name: Church Boots
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 pill twixs 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.
Track Name: Seven Days
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