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Jesus shot me down
05:02
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JESUS SHOT ME DOWN
Thomas Schoeffler
There’s a Jesus in this town,
He’s like a snake, vicious and cold,
He has a twisted tongue,
Everything’s fake when he’s around.
The Jesus that I loved shot me down !
Son, my mother said,
Go to church, have no glee,
You’ll see if you wait,
The Lord will finally set you free !
The Jesus that I loved shot me down !
End of the game,
Why should I love ?
I’ve lost my name,
Why should I love ?
Nothing moves, nothing changes,
Alleluia round and round,
Nothing moves nothing changes,
Now I’m six feet underground.
The Jesus that I loved shot me down !
A hole, A decade,
What is false became true,
This town forgets,
That his son was passing through,
‘cos the Jesus that I loved shot me down !
End of the game,
Why should I love ?
I’ve lost my name,
Why should I love ?
Now, raise your hand,
Why should I love ?
Now, you’re on your own...
Now, I’m walking in the shade,
I carve my name on doors,
I’m holding my old blade,
You better hold yours !
The Jesus that I loved shot me down !
Son, my mother said,
Go to church, have no glee,
Son, my mother said,
The Lord will finaly set you free !
The Jesus that I loved shot me down !
End of the game,
Why should I love ?
I’ve lost my name,
Why should I love ?
Now, raise your hand,
Why should I love ?
Now, you’re on your own...
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2. |
Some days
03:59
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SOME DAYS
Thomas schoeffler
Some days you see me,
And some days you don’t.
Today you love me,
But one day you won’t,
It’s a matter of time before you let me down...
Some days you feed me,
And some days you don’t.
For now you pamper me,
But one day you won’t
It’s a matter of time before you let me down !
And now it’s a question of time before I go back home...
One day you loved me,
But today you don’t
At least you feed me,
But I’m so glad you’re gone,
‘cos it was a matter of time before I let you down !
Now it’s a question of time before I go back home...
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3. |
At the mill
04:13
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4. |
Atomic Number 79
05:05
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5. |
Spit & Sawdust
03:23
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SPIT AND SAWDUST
Thomas Schoeffler
Well in my town, there is a shitty bar,
But they’ve got a waitress, man,
She totally stole my heart !
An angel face,
A band new start,
All the fellows in the place,
Are in love with my sweetheart.
Ch:
But for me friends,
Ho, I can tell,
That she has that special look,
That says : well, well, well...
I was waiting for so long,
For a stranger like you,
My heart is yours babe, I need you !
Boys you can pack up your bags,
And run home to your dad,
It was a tricky chase,
But Hell yeah ! I won the race !
She smiled at me once
She smiled at me twice,
You light my fire babe,
And you mel my heart of ice !
Ch:
One day I called my babe,
To tell here that,
She makes my day everyday,
She illuminates my nights !
But she laughed and said : scew you !
Well, I don’t know what to do,
So, I smached here pretty face,
In that spit and sawdust place !
Ch:
Well, they put me in jail,
And I had no say,
And the bloodu officer,
Was her goddamn brother !
So, he hit me once,
And he hit me twice,
He broke my teeth and jaw,
And that’s the so called law !
Ch:
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6. |
My rope
04:14
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MY ROPE
Thomas Schoeffler
I could find a rope,
And I could find a tree,
Or I could find that girl,
And tell her about me,
But it won’t help...
Oh Lord have mercy on me !
My love is such a joke,
My love is such a joke, to me !
The whole day long,
I’m gazing at here,
The whole day long,
I’m wondering if only she had noticed me...
Oh Lord have mercy on me !
My love is such a joke,
My love is such a joke, to me !
Oh, you can run,
But you cannot hide...
You can run,
But you cannot hide from me,
‘cos I’m in love !
Oh Lord have mercy on me !
My love is such a joke,
My love is such a joke, to me !
There is no holiday,
When you live like me !
There’s no holiday
And I better find a tree, and a rope,
Oh Lord have mercy on me !
My love is such a joke,
My entire life is such a joke, to me !
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7. |
Mark my words
04:26
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MARK MY WORDS
Thomas Schoeffler
You say your life is kind of rough,
That you won’t come back across.
I thought all I could use,
Was cigarettes and lot’s of booze,
To get down, down, down,
To wear my crown of thornes,
To get down, down, down,
To see myself drawn.
It’s hard to be abused...
Ch:
Woman mark my words you shake me to the bone !
You make me lose control, you break my heart of stone.
It’s not just my nerves, it’s everything around,
It’s not just your curves, it’s the way you resound.
No need for all this stuff,
No need to get lost in a slough,
You can lay down your burden to,
And put on your dancing shoes,
We’ll hit the ground,
Like a comet falling down,
‘cos it sounds, sounds, sounds,
like we’ll burn this city down !
It’s time to cut it loose !
Ch:
Home, was on my way direction home,
But then you shook me to the bone
Ch:
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8. |
Sick and die
02:59
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9. |
I did run
03:36
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I DID RUN
Thomas Schoeffler
I can hear the wind blowing in the trees,
Can you hear the farewell song that it sings for me ?
I can hear a blue bird singing in a tree,
Can you hear the farewell song that he sings fo me ?
Ch:
Oh, captain, I should have worked harder,
I never should have complained,
I should have held on to my old hammer,
Bit I did run....
Oh, Lord I see a ship on that big black river,
Do you see that ship over yonder, do you see it ?
It sailing down the river to the city,
It sailing down the river where my baby leaves.
Ch:
The black eyed captain,
Oh Lord, he saw me,
When I dropped my hammer,
To run to the river.
He took his gun,
Oh Lord, have mercy,
He shot me twice in the liver,
Oh Lord, have mercy.
Oh captain, I will work no more,
I will never complain again,
I will grab this hammer no more,
‘cos I did run...
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10. |
Lonesome Whistle
02:47
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11. |
I dug a hole
04:41
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I DUG A HOLE
Thomas Schoeffler
I dug a hole,
I dug a hole,
You see, I dug a hole.
Pray for your soul,
Pray for your soul,
Soon you will be cold.
Ch:
And you’ll see all this bloody lights,
It’s gonna be allright.
You were a pawn,
You were a pawn,
Soon you will be gone.
Oh, Lord I hate them all !
I hate them all,
You see, I dug a hole.
Ch:
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12. |
Home
07:01
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HOME
Thomas Schoeffler
Home,
I want to be back home,
I want to be back home,
Where my love lays alone.
Home,
I want to be back home,
I want to be back home,
Where the sun’s shining above
Ch:
Home,
I want to be back home,
With my friends and my folks,
To have a beer and more,
To see my girl,
To hold her in my arms once more,
And then go back on the road.
Song,
I want to sing my song,
I want to sing my song,
To the loved once who’ve gone.
Song,
I want to sing my song,
I want to sing my song,
To the wolf howling alone.
Ch:
Wrong,
Oh no, don’t get me wrong
Oh no, don’t get me wrong,
I like both dusk and dawn.
Wrong,
Oh no don’t get me wrong
Ho no don’t get me wrong,
I’llnever be back home.
Ch:
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Thomas Schoeffler Jr. Strasbourg, France
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