Tacklesnatch

by Tacklesnatch

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1.
When they see you coming they stumble across the street They measure balls in inches, yours they do in feet You’ll fight at any bar, chew broken glass for fun If it’s shit they’re looking for, they should know that you give none Cuz you’re the baddest motherfucker The meanest in town Cuz you’re the baddest motherfucker Anyone in your way is going down You robbed the cheater for his money, the dealer for his bud The rebel for his cause, the fighter for his blood Guitar on your shoulder, you carry it with pride They look on you with envy cuz their woman’s by your side Come to your city, ain’t no time to fuck around Or they’ll be shitting bricks six feet under the ground No littering or stealing unless they pay what’s due No one ‘round here’s breaking laws unless that guy is you Cuz you’re the baddest motherfucker The meanest in town Cuz you’re the baddest motherfucker Anyone in your way is going down
2.
Well my lady she caught me with that other love of mine With that green eyed Miss Jameson that I see all the time Oh she told me that I better clean my act up right Or old Frank would be holding a cup when he died Did you contemplate it? Then maybe you would know your mind I didn’t contemplate it Won’t make it ‘til the end of time Driving for one hundred miles downing whiskey sours Crashed my car into a tree at a hundred miles an hour Found a snake and name him Frank, taught me how to walk again Frank who kept me company, ‘til I could learn to talk again Did you contemplate it? Then maybe you would know your mind I didn’t contemplate it Won’t make it ‘til the end of time Well I had my drink and I had Frank. That was all I needed But when my cup was empty, I found out I’d been deceived Turned on Frank when I wound up in the path of an angry trucker Frank, my buddy, was a stick. Here comes the end motherfucker
3.
Welcome to Hell Tours Incorporated Please keep flash photography to a minimum and stay with the group at all times If you happen to be set ablaze do not stop, drop, and roll As that will only make things worse Right this way. Our trip begins To the netherworld built from mortal sin See the rafting ride through the River Stix The bog of feces, quite the potent mix Abandon all hope Ye who enter here Welcome to inferno See the gift shop in the rear Men of greed buried in coin Lustful live without their loins Heretics flayed from head to groin What pure evil in the city of dis Crown you in sorrow and bathe you in piss Now a special guest, it’s the prince of liars You are all condemned to eternal fire Abandon all hope Ye who enter here Welcome to inferno See the gift shop in the rear You’ve only yourself to blame Never play the devil’s game Now drown in a sea of flame Thank you for riding with Hell Tours Incorporated We are not held liable for any impaling, sodomy, raping, or intestinal distress Please take a cyanide lollipop on the house And we hope you’ve enjoyed your visit this evening Cuz you’re staying forever
4.
Lugh 04:35
5.
Funk Sista 03:33
So there I was, just playing my guitar In a dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty bar She took a gamble on my one man band I needed all kinds of help and she gave me a hand She moved all my gear right out the back door With nothing to fear I’ll give her what she asked for I funked your sister Now we’re in the truck and she wants to hear What I gotta say. Now show wants a beer At the private show she was ready to rock I was ready to go. I whipped out my… Jams! I funked your sister So there I was, just playing my guitar In a dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty bar
6.
I was having a good time ‘til you walked in the door Didn’t expect to see his daughter naked on the floor Now he’s coming at me with a 2x4 But I’m still coming yeah, I’m coming back for more Live (to fuck!) another day Live (to fuck!) another day Live (to fuck!) another day Live (to fuck!) another day Came back next Thursday at a quarter past eight ‘Cuz she said that they were coming home late But I heard voices, they were coming down the hall Guess they weren’t coming home late after all Who should walk in the door, but Sally from last week She started hollering, but I could hardly speak Down on her sister playing twister with my tongue And now the window’s the only place left to run Live (to fuck!) another day Live (to fuck!) another day Live (to fuck!) another day Live (to fuck!) another day
7.
The sun sets behind the dusty town The place I’ll die once it’s all gone down Soaking in blood, sweat and sin I cock my colt and start riding in Too late to pray, repent I’m the demon of vengeance Just like the days before your birth Return your body to the earth Too late to pray, repent I’m the demon of vengeance Just like the days before your birth Return your body to the earth Parched throat and the devil’s thirst Led me to the saloon first I’m looking for drink to drink and smoke to smoke And women folk With a harlot by my side With a soft face and familiar eyes Leads me to the fireside For a night’s reside In the waking light my nostrils sting I’ve been bound and doused in kerosene The girl leans in close, match in hand You killed my papa on his own damn land You shot him, you shot him down In front of my very eyes Now you son of a bitch It’s your time to die
8.
FTS Reprise 03:33
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released August 21, 2014

Music/Lyrics: Sam Bachman, Alex Gilbert, Alex Hargrove, Alex Kennedy, Frank Martinez, Wyatt Leigh

Production/Engineering/Mixing: Dan Lynas
Mastering: Roman Vail

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