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Crow's Nest

from Hard Pan to Chaos by The Old Smugglers

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Scratching down Gunnel to turn up Cleat
Waking up the alley cats
A one-seven-five steel cab take its toll
Hoisted by the best intent

Washed up and broken like a shipwrecked boom, weather-beaten hide to boot

Rum soaked bones, sand etched throat
Holding on to everything the wake upon your back and then you're

Falling down from the crow's nest
You lost your look of life and that's a shame
There are times that you should know best
Glassing the depths of yesterday... and you piss it down the drain

You gotta chimney up the side of the Bowling Hall
Just to catch a glimpse of the sun
The water tower dribbles like "Old Man" Wiggers
And you'll never get to sleep from the bugs

It's like a slow madness filling up the cracks in the planks of a musty row boat

Peeling off the paint of a bad idea
That will wash itself down the gutter soon enough and there it leaves you

Falling down from the crow's nest
You lost your look of life and that's a shame
There are times that you should know best
Glassing the depths of yesterday... and you piss it down the drain

Digging out the fog at the Last Ditch Pond
Carving every notion clean
Wade through the mire with a freshening gust
Run ashore to snap the keel

You gotta pull back the curtain, kick over the chair, knock a little sense in the room

Ring a couple bells, crashing through the swells
The long nines will keep you singing all the way down you're reeling

Falling down from the crow's nest
You lost your look of life and that's a shame
There are times that you should know best
Glassing the depths of yesterday... and you piss it down the drain

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from Hard Pan to Chaos, released November 10, 2017
Lyrics and music by The Infamous Dr. Thunder

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Scotch and coffee, smelling like smoke and grandpa, truckload of soup cans falling from the sky, Americana shanty sounds of regret and revelation.

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