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When Long Island meets Atlantis

The Fathers cities daughters run 
Promiscuous always leaving nothing but the corpses of good men
We’re building houses like our souls
We’re dusting around our own coffins 
We’re leaving nothing for the next ones who will come and go
Better learn to swim
We’re leaving corpses of good men
We’re building houses like our souls
We’re dusting around our own coffins
We’re leaving nothing for the next ones who will come and go
Better learn to swim. 

Performing on this recording:
Drums-Marc
Bass-Sean
Guitar-Nick 
Guitar-Brian
Vocals-Charlie

LYRICS COPYRIGHT © 2008 Charlie Claiborne
MUSIC COPYRIGHT © 2008 MUSICTHATMURDERS

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when Long Island meets Atlantis

Words & Music by Charlie Claiborne
Vocal arrangement and voice provided by Robert Lettis
LYRICS COPYRIGHT © 2010 Charlie Claiborne
MUSIC COPYRIGHT © 2010 Rob Charley

Rob Charley

A beard off with the man that lives on the corner of 179th and Hillside

"Reptile Awareness Day" 
Hey Friend, am I shaking the hand that will pull me up or is this the hand that will just let go ?
Here he comes! Oh no! And he’s back in the shadows again. 
It’s all smiles and handshakes and then he’s back in the shadows again. 
The snake grew legs and he’s coming this way. 
Don’t look now, the serpents wearing your skin. 
Hey Friend, am I shaking the hand that will pull me up or is this the hand that will just let go ?
Hey Friend, are you here to cut this leash or are you here to just cut this throat ?
Stand in Awe as for the reptile knows theatre. 
Watch his hands and good use of smoke and mirrors. 
The snake grew legs and he’s coming this way. 
The snake grew legs, the serpents wearing your skin. 
Hey Friend, am I shaking the hand that will pull me up or is this the hand that will just let go ?
Hey Friend, are you here to cut this leash or are you here to just cut this throat ? 

Performing on this recording:
Drums-Marc
Bass-Sean
Guitar-Nick 
Guitar-Brian
Vocals-Charlie



LYRICS COPYRIGHT © 2008 Charlie Claiborne
MUSIC COPYRIGHT © 2008 MUSICTHATMURDERS

Bring Out Your Dead 2007

Reptile Awareness Day

Creature of Habit
No one to ask how my day went
No one to care how my monies been spent
Sometimes just living is hard
Sometimes loving is even worse
and others well, they can't let themselves be loved
Who has feathered wings and who bares the mark now
Passion so lost in translation
It's like an olde love in modern days lost between the spread of your fingers
History speaks like an open wound on the bend of the knee
Needless to say that everyone still needs just the same
CREATURE OF HABIT 
Creature of Habit
creature of habit
Similar to birds of disease
Spreading their sickness with the flap of their wings
Some nevr stay grounded long enough to grow a conscious
Some circle their prey
targeting the weak hearted while others keep flight so nothing develops
Some nevr stay grounded long enough to grow a conscious
Some circle their prey
targeting the weak hearted while others keep flight so nothing develops
Freedom lost with a hold of a hand
I've seen others disappear from a single glance
I've seen Freedom lost with a hold of a hand
I've seen others disappear from a single glance

Words & Music by Charlie Claiborne
Vocal arrangement and voice provided by Robert Lettis
LYRICS COPYRIGHT © 2010 Charlie Claiborne
MUSIC COPYRIGHT © 2010 Rob Charley

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