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House on the Red Hill
06:30
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They decided to get a fresh start
Sell the old house and get a new one
Walked in and something wasn't right
'Lotta square footage, but nowhere to hide
Well all day long she sings to herself she
Reads her books and works on her spells
Waiting for people to come in the house
But when you do you can't get out it's the
House on the Red Hill
It stands there still
What happened in this home
Said the words on the grave
Chain me up 'cus I'm a bit untamed
I can't control my ways and
I'm feeling a bit strange
I'm breaking out
'Cus I can't control my strength
I'm untamed
I'm untamed
I'm a demon in your bones
Something was in the dirt
Something old an ancient curse
Waiting for the day it'd be released
The night when two worlds meet
So we all got down
The living and the dead
We're groovin' in the moonlight
We're skankin' in the breeze
Waiting for people to come in the house
But when you do you'll wanna stay it's the
House on the Red Hill
It was so real
What happened in this home
Said the words in the dirt
Chorus
This village is clearly sinking
I don't know what I'm thinking
First my fingers and then my brain
I think that this is the way
I feel the wetness on my palms
I can't wait to sink my teeth
I take a look at my watch
The hands are moving
But time has stopped
House on the Red Hill
It was so real
What happened in this home
Said the words in the dirt
Chorus
I'm untamed
I'm untamed
So chain me up
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Wonki
03:47
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I'm a monkey in a human suit
I know my body's bein' used
They put the entertainment in my brain
So I will jump around when they say
I'm a screw in a broken device
Twist it up, grind it up, watch it tweak
And I don't listen to my queen
So I go to bed
She don't gimme no honey
Kamikaze comin' for your ship
Try to censor this I don't give a shit
They try to make it
But they don't got the guts
Well we got the grit
We got the Scruft
I'm a screw in a broken device
Fittin' in where the dreamers have wings
And it's a mission that we all know
This is the rhythm from below
I'm unbalanced and so are you
We're just monkeys in human suits
We try to make it and now we got the guts
We got the grit
We got the Scruft
So grab your spray paint
and start spinnin' round
Breathe it all in
Get lost in the cloud
Choose your final words
That you wanna say
Well this is entertainment
Spinnin' in your brain
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Brain Potion
05:52
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There's a witch in the window
And she readin' from her notes
Gonna find the darkest curse
Gonna put it on your soul
And when the curtains open
And the show begins
It's rhythm from the underworld
Creepin' in your skin
Yes on the tv on the news
They call it rock n' roll
It's a new sensation
Gonna burn the whole world
And when the curtains open
And your kids are gone
They're gonna burn it up
In the center of the town
So hail rock n' roll
Matter what position you're in
Rhythm from the underworld
Creepin' in your skin
Wizard in the bush
And he's been writin' songs
Gonna play the bass guitar
He gonna play it raw
The magic starts and the show begins
It's rhythm from the underworld
Creepin' in your skin
A message from the deeper parts
The blackest song you know so well
And when your finger's bleedin'
And your heart just stops
They're gonna burn it up
In the center of the town
Chorus
Witch in the window
And she readin' from her notes
Gonna find the darkest curse
To put upon your soul
Take the right dose
You feel it kickin' in
It's rhythm from the underworld
Creepin' in your skin
So my friends it's up to you
And I to find the way
Find the rhythm find the floor
And feel it in your face
We don't know how much time
'Til the world goes to Hell
So sing the blackest song with me
I know you know it well
Goes
Chorus
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I am lost in the realm
And I can never be found
Drift away from my star
Drift until I am gone
All alone I will explode
Some day I will be a black hole
Drift until I am gone
Drift until I am forgot
You are lost in time
This is a paradox mind
Peaceful realms in the dark
No idea where we are
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Scruft Kutztown, Pennsylvania
Surfy, scrufty, psychedelic garage punk rock from Kutztown, PA.
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