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Charlie Brown was a drinker
Lived on the edge of town
Tar paper shack flapping in the breeze
Smashed bottles on the ground
Copper tubes and kettles
And corrugated tin
Shotgun shells and menthols
And unrepentant sin
And when the county men came by
He would look them in the eye
Tell them to go and fuck themselves
Until they died
Charlie ripped off everyone
Sold them turpentine for gin
Caused fatal fires and homicides
People went blind cause of him
But Charlie was always packing
Double barrels and a Bowie knife too
So even if you could catch him
Weren't a damn thing you could do
And when the excise men came by
He would look them in the eye
Tell them to go and fuck themselves
Until they died
As youth and strength left Charlie
He only got more mean
Till nobody came to buy liquor
And as lonely as could be
Charlie only got sicker
Choking on Listerine
Cans of Drum tobacco
Past date sandwich meat
Blindness overtook him
Not that he could ever see
Numbness filled his limbs
And diabetes took his feet
As Charlie's arm got weaker
He couldn't throw so far
Till the very last bottle tumbled to his feet
And everything went dark
And when the coroner came by
He looked Charlie in the eye
And said hell just found some space for him tonight
And when the minister came by
On the day that Charlie died
He said heaven won't be safe from him tonight
They say the fervent effectual prayer,
Of a righteous man availeth much
But I learned that Death is always there
When your life is damnation and such
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Yr Haf/The Summer
04:23
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Summer is here again
Lift up your spirit and
run to the pier and then
Jump in the clear blue end
Nothing to fear from the
Fish who come near but the
Muskies and pickerel and
Snappers who bit your toes
Little by little the
Air fills with insects the
Ground is a carpet of
Moss when you spark it you're
Lost in the dark in a
Kootenay forest of
Cottonwood choruses
Off on a forage hunt
Lack for nothing
We have the summer
Summer has started the
Earth is a garden the
Sky is a cauldron
For Ceridwen's children
The herbs in the kitchen are
Medicine, wisdom and
Ancient traditions of
Seanchas, vision and
Lives that we lived when the
World was beginning the
No pain to inflict and not
Even a glimmer of
Covetous fickle love
Destiny mirrors us
Blessed with good cheer above
No need to fear her cause
I've looked at all these other lives
Who am I?
I've looked at all these other lives
Who am I?
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I Hate Technology
04:28
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I hate technology
These days you want it all for free
If I had my way
I'd toss it all into the sea
Live in a hate filled colony
Trying to wait for apocalypse
Whenever fate comes calling she
Might smack you on the lips
For talking shit over wireless
Childish and violent
Prometheus stole fire so
The vultures ate his liver
I hate technology
These days you want it all for free
If I had my way
I'd toss it all into the sea
Yeah I wrote this song on a screen
It's nothing but a clay tablet to me
To many trinkets in the cabinet, see
How it makes you feel like a fossil
Been broke too many times to count it
Lost hope a hundred times and found it
At the, headwaters I saw the fountain
Nature's so fucking awesome, but...
I hate technology
These days you want it all for free
If I had my way
I'd toss it all into the sea
When they make technology
Outta fake technology
And then they take technology
And toss it in the sea
We can't escape technology
I always break technology, but
If we forsake technology
The cost will be beyond reckoning
I hate technology
These days you want it all for free
If I had my way
I'd toss it all into the sea
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David James McCallum Vancouver, British Columbia
Born in Sudbury Ontario and raised in Argyle Township and North Bay, David is a singer songwriter residing in North Bay, Ontario. He has released several albums of Hip Hop as MC Corvid and Punk Rock with his band Tall Pork, and sings traditional Gaelic and Irish songs. The acoustic solo work featured here is a dark yet often humorous mix of folk, country and punk written and recorded at home ... more
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