The Devil Herself

The Devil Herself

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Went to the graveyard on a Tuesday night
pouring libations to a love who died,
wind began to howl, ground began to swell as the ghouls climbed out
and I couldn’t even shout!

I stumbled backwards to a headstone chair,
beheld the show that was unfolding there,
rattling they bones, dead began to moan in the evening air,

Band of Bones starts to play, wake you from your grave it’s the dead show!
Band of Bones starts to play, they wake you from your grave it’s the Dead Show…Oh no!

and they sang to me, don’t go living like no dead thing,
poor darling take our hand, and join our undead band and sing eternally!
For we can promise you, the only thing for certain that you’ll ever do,
is take that final breath, you never know when it gets you what will be the death of you!

Band of Bones starts to play, wake you from your grave it’s the dead show!
Band of Bones starts to play, they wake you from your grave it’s the Dead Show…Oh no!

I wrenched myself free from his gaze and the dead man’s grip!
I took off like a molotov with his hand still wrapped round my wrist
It’s admission to the show you better pay before you go it’s just your good-for -nothing soul!

Take our word, the dying don’t hurt but soon you’ll know…

That when the Band of Bones starts to play, wake you from your grave it’s the dead show!
Band of Bones starts to play, they wake you from your grave it’s the Dead Show…Oh no!

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Mr. Boneman

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Mr. Bone Man oh he, love you in the way he can
Oh Mr. Bone Man’s heart don’t beat, like that of a flesh bound man
Oh he put the ring on your hand, oh she just could not understand…

She saw a bag of bones all alone, brittle and abandoned heartache as he spoke, my dear where have you been, Black eyes a beggin her to take him in

Blood moon cast a silhouette, hanging from the heavens like a marionette, no eyes inside his head, just two empty sockets and a rib cage bed

Waxin and a wanin while he grins, A demon come to woo you in a suit of human skin, at home in the catacombs, won’t wake you wile he take you to you bridal bed tomb

And he said, Woman what you think this is? It’s been consummated consecrated in my crypt, your flesh is gonna rot away, cause mr. Bone man found his wife today

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No Good Girl

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Wag your tongue just like a goddamn dog,
drink them words like liquor, no proof at all
Pick a lot, pick a little, best bet all you got on the middle,
ain’t nobody could tell me now but God,

There goes that No Good Girl,
Head held high, with her wicked eyes.
And I like the way she smiles
There goes that no good girl,
you better walk a mile before you run your mouth,
Hey how’d you like me now?
She knows when you’re weak and she knows when you wear your little heart on your sleeve, she gonna tear a little piece, you’ll see, just like she done to me…
She can feel it in your bones and every single time you ever try to atone, well you can live or you can let her be son, make the choice now it ain’t free

Ring of whispers look like telephone,
Glass house girls better learn that you don’t throw stones.
But if your ears get to ringing, well think of all that mud that they slinging
them words turn sermons come Sunday now you tell me why

You better walk a mile, before you run your mouth
make goddamn sure, the lord is with you now
you better walk a mile, before you run your mouth
before the lightning bolt, done strike you down

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Skeletons

Lyrics by Megan Jean

A secret saved, a secret kept
now all my friends are skeletons
My closet’s swinging full of them
and I’ll keep them til the day I’m dead

Oh, only Jesus knows
Oh, It’s written on my bones

When I was young and I was pure,
I saw your eyes and I was sure,
and I said world well you be damned,
now look at me that’s what I am

If you play, with regret I swear to god that’s what you’ll get
If you play, with regret I swear to god that’s what you’ll get
You will pay you’ll pay for it, the guilty always pay their debts
you will pay you’ll pay for it, the guilty always pay their debts

You’re a dead man. You’re a dead man, you’re a dead man you try to keep it you can’t….

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These Bones

Lyrics by Megan Jean

These Bones, These Bones
so far from home, mister,
can you tell me?
The reason why I roam?
These Bones these bones
so far from home, mister,
can you tell me?
Will I be buried alone?

Oh the horror, oh the shame,
fallen daughters cannot go home again
if it’s the apple that she tastes,
well the garden will never be the same

These Bones these bones
so far from home, mister,
can you tell me?
The reason why I roam?
These Bones these bones
so far from home, mister,
can you tell me?
Will I be buried alone?
and I’ll send you Postcards, postcards, from the afterlife
and I’ll send them postmarked, postmarked, from Hell
I’ll send you postcards, postcards, from the afterlife,
damnation, degradation the apple fell…

And don’t you tell me,
of Christian duty,
as you fell them rotten apples from your trees.
No need to ask why you avert your eyes,

For a daughter torn from the bosom will always lose

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Little Miss Fortune

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Had a sailor come to see me just the other day, he
he said, Little Miss Fortune knows the way she,
she said for a dollar I can show you all the bad things you done
but for two dollars more, I can reach into the great beyond
I need a little sweat, I need a little blood, I need a few tears baby and
I’ll mix it up

Little Miss Fortune’s Crystal Ball sees all, sees all
Little Miss Fortune read your palm bad luck bad luck that’s all

I had two young lovers to my door today, they said love this strong is often wrong and wont to decay, it blinds the sight with flights of fancy and romance, until you can’t see reason, there’s no appeasing love
We are in want of pill or potion, powder, balm, perhaps a lotion cure, that our love endures!

Little Miss Fortune ain’t no fool, I’ll not be doing dirty work like some damned ghoul, I’ll not be killing and I’ll not be spilling no blood, creo el fuego del diablo consume!

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Martians

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Daniel, was a simple man
voices took him by the hand
dumb punk set out for the land of the sun, California

took every hit that he could find
tune in, drop out expand your mind
lay on the grass and stare up to the sky
and Daniel says

Martians are watching at night
Martians are watching at night
lay down your guns,
they say I’m the one,
they’re taking me on the next flight, tonight

Zig zag and zip across the sky,
that’s when they call the FBI
newspaper men, never stop to question why, why, why, why?

Mania that grips him by ther throat,
run from the men in darkened coats,
for such is the live of the only one who knows, what’s coming

Up and up take me up and up and up, and up and away from here

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Hometown Hero

Lyrics by Megan Jean

I ain’t ever been no Hometown Hero
I ain’t ever been no Golden Child
I ain’t ever been no Hometown Hero,
They’ll be no monuments for me, not even when I die
oh who’s gonna light my funeral pyre, when I die?

Eighteen and mad as hell, I’m leaving town and you know I will
make myself at home in the big beast’s belly better damn me silly still
I never try to make my mama proud, said shut your mouth you know you sing too loud, and anyway you ain’t no betty ain’t mama petty now?

Fading Stars and bullshit bars, two hundred miles never seemed so far
can you pay me five dollars you can hear me holler gonna peel the paint off these walls
And honest work for any honest pay they said you’ll never be nobody when you play that way, and if you see ‘em blowing up wait until the money’s rough and the full-blown-youth days start to fade

I ain’t ever been no Hometown Hero
I ain’t ever been no Golden Child
I ain’t ever been no Hometown Hero,
They’ll be no monuments for me,
Everybody done burned my effiagy
They’ll be no monuments for me… not even when I die
Oh how can I, try?

Don’t take it to heart, don’t let em break you baby child
and, pity the mouths as they try to unmake you baby don’t
take it to heart, don’t you let em break you baby child and,
pity the mouths as they try as they try as they try and oh do they try and they try

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Tobias

Lyrics by Megan Jean

I saw the modern masters, what does it matter
the most brilliant minds, destroyed by the structure
no the skyline held no mystery for me,
I braved the concrete jungle where the freaks stand Kapoc trees
and the canopy, the smog that pollutes me
and the animals are the criminals that thrash and bash and gnash they teeth

Well I ain’t a criminal I ain’t a saint,
I don’t know, the hour, or the day
When I’ll kick it, buy that one-way-ticket
To the Grave

It was an omen, oh man I know that my days are limited and prohibited by the law, I kept the river to my right, I only walked at night as the Jaguars snapped they claws, I ate a sandwich made out of human flesh, and you know I loved the taste, found no camaraderie and no solace you see in slaughtering a village and it haunts me, haunts me, constantly

We lived amongst the tribe, that ate Rockefellar,
out in Papua New Guinea I’d give you the skinny
Get eaten if I tell ya,
And we danced like humans and we fucked liked beasts,
And we loved like human, and last but not least….

We were alive, and it ain’t no jive,
got nothing to contrive, from the moment we’re born
to the day we die

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Idle Hands

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Idle hands, Idle hands,
I do the best
that I can with these, idle hands
I hold the one I love and beg no pardon
And if the devil plays along, that’s just fine…

Turn on the radio, but I
Just turn it off
Tried to take a walk outside but I
just got lost
the second hand is beating down my
every thought
I can’t recall the righteous time before I got caught
by you

Sleeping’s fine when you got the time
and dreams, are just for fun
I used to dream such crazy things,
but now, I just got one.
My baby’s face that sweet embrace when two hearts beat as one

The careless drift of love and myth and wondering what I done…before, before you.

If the Devil’s got a hold on me,
I’ll ask him to keep one hand free
so I can hold you til I die,
and the memory of my baby’s face
is gonna save me from these
Idle hands

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Last Days

Lyrics by Megan Jean

Ashes falling from the sky
as Heaven caught a light,
and I beneath them in the mire.
Stood enrapt and terrified
and dumbstruck at the sight.
Four Pale Horsemen took their ride
and I said…

These are the last days
and woe to me I’m not afraid!
The Rapture’s come and gone away
as we poor sinners find our way.

John laid down and he made it so,
his head upon a stone.
Wailing upwards to the throne.
Wild and broken,
Sad it’s true, but darling such is life
Long we’ve waited for the skies to fall down.

What am I to do? The sky is falling too.
What am I to do? It’s falling down on you
and you and you and you….

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