Empty House Blues

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Glitterbomb Riot

Stolen Nights Stolen Hearts

Crazy Blues originally done by Perry Bradford in 1918

Crazy Blues

Feel Without Fear

Thin man watches
Stretching through the trees
Eyes like hollow wells
No breath no breeze
He waits he waits
No footsteps no sound

Hat pulled low shadow grows
Whispered tales where no one knows

Shadows in the fog
They’re creeping, creeping near
Slender walks beside you
The Hat Man feeds your fear
Run, run but they follow
They’re always, always here

Black coat flowing
A void inside his stare
Pale hands reaching
Dragging you somewhere
You scream, you scream
But no one is there

Hat pulled low shadow grows
Whispered tales where no one knows

Shadows in the fog
They’re creeping, creeping near
Slender walks beside you
The Hat Man feeds your fear
Run, run but they follow
They’re always always here

Metal X - Shadows

Text:
Verse 1:
Kicked the dust off my busted wheels,
Got a full tank and a head that feels —
Like fire in a broken frame,
I’m born for noise, not for fame.

Pre-Chorus:
They told me slow down, find a plan,
But you can’t cage a rock’n’roll man!

Chorus:
I ride the line — between sin and soul,
Burnin’ gas, takin’ control.
Don’t need no crown, don’t need no sign,
I’m free tonight — I ride the line!

(solo)

Verse 2:
Devil’s laughin’ on the radio,
Angels watchin’ but they don’t know.
Every red light’s just a dare,
If you ain’t scared — you’re halfway there!

Pre-Chorus:
Can’t stop the thunder in my veins,
I live for sparks and highway flames.

Chorus:
I ride the line — between sin and soul,
Burnin’ gas, takin’ control.
Don’t need no crown, don’t need no sign,
I’m free tonight — I ride the line!

Bridge:
Yeah, life’s a road with no rear view,
No one’s drivin’ it but you!
Hit that gear, and don’t look back —
Just ride that storm till the sky goes black!

(Guitar-Solo)

Final Chorus:
I ride the line — between sin and soul,
Burnin’ gas, takin’ control.
Don’t need no crown, don’t need no sign,
I’m free tonight — yeah, I ride the line!

Outro:
(Guitar solo outro, big drum hits fade into feedback)

Ride the Line

The Blind Man and Dow Jones
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

You step out in the yard
and you walk out in the street
You are thinking about the future
and the blind man you will meet
He will give you all the answers
He can see what lies ahead
He turns around to face you
and he mutters "you are dead"

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

The blind man isn't playing
He is set to live offshore
He already had his fill
but he wants a whole lot more
You say go help your mother
and he says "she is a whore"
You don't like that kind of talk
so, you point him to the door

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

He says it never rains
then he says that she is dying 
There are things he can arrange
but he says he's sick of trying
He says she is in pain
It is time for all to quit
He would lay down on the floor
but he cannot stand the heat

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

The ice, it all has melted
and the water tastes like salt
The blind man cannot help you
He says it's all your fault
He says it's you who did it
But he poisoned every well
He thought that no one knew
He thought no one would tell

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

The smoke gets in his eyes
But he's blind, he doesn't care
He will take his plane and fly
He is getting out of there
The fire is getting closer
If you don't go, you will  die
But the blind man says "stay here"
and he offers you some pie

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

You sit down by his side
and you stare into the flames
You eat your pie with ashes
and you talk of who's to blame
The blind man knows the answer
He knows that you know too
He could always see the future
He knew it would be you

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

We all know our world is ending
And we all know why that is
Don't we, Dow Jones?

Don't we, Dow Jones?

Don't we, Dow Jones?

The Blind Man and Dow Jones (MiL)

God Mode

Everything I Owned.

Heat welds gum to the sidewalk, lipstick smeared on chrome,
Marquee grins like bad teeth, silk legs on loan,
He sleeps in his car with a guitar and a rearview shrine,
Maps folded on dead ends and a tape deck coughing time.
Streetlight flickers like breath in a drowning lung,
Agent on the corner saying, Kid, you’re too young.
But the mirror shows every unpaid mile,
And the lines all rehearsed like a man on trial.

Headshots pinned like bugs under glass,
Smiles stapled to a future already past.

Welcome to Palm Row, where your name stains tar,
Gold melted down, pawned for a shot of fame.
Each star chaser, another canceled show
Knees split open in the promise glow —
Palm Row.

Cheap motel halo buzzing red and blue,
Perfume masking sweat and last night’s cue.
She paints her mouth like a wound on fire,
Says Hollywood don’t love, it just hires.
Sirens glow on streets slicked hard with sin,
Couple in the diner trading dimes for skin.
Burnt script ash on cracked tile floors,
Smoke slipping out through the back door.

Billboards mock like a final blow,
Looking down on the broken dreams below.

Welcome to Palm Row, where the night chews shine,
Silver screen lies on dotted lines.
Every heartbeat a debt you owe,
And the rent comes due down Palm Row.

Welcome to Palm Row, where angels learn to rust,
Sequins in the gutter, diamonds in dust.
You chase the light till your ribs go cold,
Left out of breath on Palm Row.


Palm Row (Dead End)

Myk Eff Records