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The Devil Always Knows

from Aleatorium by The Old Smugglers

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    This long awaited second printing of The Old Smugglers' first full length album, Aleatorium, is here! Recorded in the middle of the woods by the light of a gas burning lamp and heated by the fire of a cast iron stove, Aleatorium is a 17 track masterpiece of undeserved confidence and ill-conceived notions of grandeur. This album features fan favorites such as 'Salad Days', 'You've Got the Shimmys', and 'We All Walk the Plank Alone'.

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lyrics

He walked six by six by seven
To the Boulevard late last night
Looking for angels from heaven
With halos so loose they ignite.
He bought round after round
And the shots all went down
So smoothly by red neon light.

He drank sixty proof of whatever
his angels dared him to imbibe.
Shot for shot, all together drink up!
The Boulevard is lit and alive!
He bought round after round
And the shots all went down
So smoothly by red neon light.
Profound is the sound
When your smuggler stays down
'Cause the Devil he knows your delight.

He had 600 counts of transgression.
"What's 66 more?" so he thought.
As always he turned to aggression
When he's smuggled more often than not.
He bought round after round
And the shots all went down
So smoothly by red neon light.
Profound is the sound
When your smuggler stays down
'Cause the Devil he knows your delight and your flaws
and the je ne sais quoi to exploit all of your imperfections.

He stood six by six by seven
And familiar the face from before
He fucked all the angels from heaven
His dishonor has made him the whore.
The mirror reflects
All his sins and regrets
Even through inebriate sight
Shipwrecked and inept,
"Is this really correct?
I've been staring at myself all night?"
Astounded he's found
When he's found on the ground
And he never really left out the door
Profound is the sound
When the smuggler stays down
'Cause the Devil always knows that he's right.

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from Aleatorium, released November 13, 2015
Cap'n Thunder - music, vocals, guitar, drums
Mr. December - lyrics, backing vocals, guitar, percussion

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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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