Name: Hanging by a String by Matt James
Duration: 3 min 1 s
Description: Beat by IOF - Country Alt Pop type song - rough mix

Matt man! exact nice vocals,Gt...How fresh dope vibes,my friend👍

THE HUNT 

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Warpath
Warpath

Do you believe in peace?
They trick you into unfair treaties
Don't you try to hide and run?
Sneak at them and get the gun
and shoot

Silhouettes at the horizon
Men on mustangs, blood red sun
They come and try but we will prove
Crush your peace pipes, everyone
Everyone
Crush your peace pipes, everyone

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on 
The hunt is on
(Now it's time for tomahawk)


Pale face speaking with split toungue
selling marbles and firewater
Slaughtering our buffaloes
now we steal and sell your daughter

Don't you bring me peace and freedom
now get out my tipi door
Take your cattle, take your bible
Take your smallpox, this means war 
This means war
This means war

The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on



(Death bells taken from the Neckargerach's Michaelskirche)

The Hunt

another piece of film music.
do you know that feeling when you're walking down a lonely street late at night and you feel like you're being followed? 
You turn around, but there's nothing there, but a bad feeling remains. 
Don't listen to it on your way home!

creepy creek "chasing"

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Enough

Dreams

Beat by IOF - Country Alt Pop type song - rough mix

Hanging by a String

Devil’s kitchen lake 
is the deepest lake in all Illinois 
And one year on spring break 
A friend of mine, a nice jewish boy 
Came to visit me there 
I went to college in a city close by it 
And we were not to be fair 
Outdoorsy men but anxious to try it

Some background perhaps is in order 
My grandad was jewish but grandma not a smidgeon 
Which makes my dad a half jew and me a quarter 
Jewishness is a bloodline as well as a religion 

I asked if he could please bring 
A fishing pole and we’d fish for each meal 
He brought a little kids plaything 
It was pink with Barbie portrayed on the reel 
I said “don’t worry, I’ve got a good pole we’ll take” 
like I knew what I was doing 
And We went to Devils Kitchen Lake 
To camp and fish and spend time canoeing 

We found a campground and excitedly rented 
Two canoes, oars and cushions for floatin’ 
Two rules were very clearly presented:   
Alcohol and swimming were verboten 

We were one and one quarter Jews 
On Devil’s Kitchen Lake in canoes 
We had two fishing poles but only one fishing pole  we could use 
We had a cooler full of beer to the brim 
We decided we would race on a whim 
But only one quarter 
Of the one and one quarter Jews  
Knew how to swim 

So now one and one quarter young jewish guys 
Are Out on the deep lake 
We had fishing and camping supplies 
And beer which was illegal to take 
My friend cast his Charlie Brown fishing pole
It fell apart and it sunk 
Swallowed by this very deep fishing hole 
And by then we were drunk   

In his drunkenness, he said let’s race and he’ll beat me 
He pulled way out in front and appeared to be winning 
But In a flash he flipped over completely 
He tried to grab the canoe but it was spinning. 


We were one and one quarter Jews 
On Devil’s Kitchen Lake in canoes 
We had two fishing poles but only one fishing pole  we could use 
We had a cooler full of beer to the brim 
We decided we would race on a whim 
But only one quarter 
Of the one and one quarter Jews
Knew how to swim 

I jumped in to save him 
And that sent my canoe far adrift 
He grabbed the cushion I gave him 
Like his favorite Hanukah gift 
We steadied the canoe 
And swam it to the nearest lake bank 
Once on shore we both knew 
That our gear and our beer had all sank 

We had to walk back to the campground 2 miles 
And We were several miles from home 
They asked “have you been drinking” to which we issued denials 
We paid for the oars and cushions and we bid them “shalom” 

We were one and one quarter Jews 
On Devil’s Kitchen Lake in canoes 
We had two fishing poles but only one fishing pole  we could use 
We had a cooler full of beer to the brim 
We decided we would race on a whim 
But only one quarter 
of the one and one quarter Jews 
Knew how to swim

One & One Quarter Jews in Canoes

A Collab With 888 Purple Dragon..This is A Scottydub Remix Of My Original Song "Lucid DreamZ"

Hanging by a String

Matt James

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