Our Filthy Swagger

by The Vaudevillianaires

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released July 10, 2013

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Track Name: The Devil's Finger
Devil's Finger

On a cocaine highway, we're a hit and run
In a dirty bathroom...with a loaded gun...

I'm Mickey Rourke in the bar room, I'm the sound of the band
I'm the smell on Steve McQueen's fingers gunning your Mustang

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Look around at night time, baby

I'm an electric vulture, circling overhead
Running with the space wolves – leading them to the dead

There's a river of love, babe, running down my thigh
You got some in your hair...you got some in your eye

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I want to start a fire and I want to watch it burn
My hands are aching with desire
Just to make your engine turn

Baby you're so violent, baby you're a disease
Baby you're the walking dead, you just do what you please

There's a river of love, babe, running down my thigh
You got some in your hair...you got some in your eye

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Track Name: Denial
DENIAL

You've got problems
I've got mine
You got your pussy cat claws entangled in my balls of twine

You've got excuses
I've got time
Your lips are poisonous, baby, but they taste like wine

Wild child...denial...

You've got lovers
I've got drugs
I've got everything about you nailed, babe, except your love

You've got your body
I want it all
You should probably be against the law, but you're against a wall...

(Come to papa...)

You're only honest when you lie
You're only happy when you cry
You're only flying when you're high
You're only living trying to die
I hear the ringing of your bells
I like the way your sugar smells
I like to cheat at show and tell
I know denial all too well...

You've got demons
And so do I
Sometimes the worst part of searching, baby, is what you'll find
Track Name: Your Filthy Swagger (Race Hell)
YOUR FILTHY SWAGGER (RACE HELL)

I fell prey to your filthy swagger
Bled my heart on your poisoned dagger
I got high on Russian lager,
Cheap cocaine and pent up anger

I got down with your dirty boogie
If only you weren't so good lookin'
Thought I was safe but I'd mistaken
Built for speed and bitch was bookin'

To race hell,
You gotta race hell
Oooh, you gotta race hell

You don't even really like me, you don't even really care
You just want to really incite me, you don't even know my name

I got with you in your sweaty jungle
Got reduced to a meth-crazed mumble
You're a riot, baby, I'm a rumble
Take a spin, baby, take a tumble

Quicksand Jesus, I'm slowly sinking
Don't what the hell I'm thinking
Once again been reduced to drinking
Finger bangin' and hot sex stinkin'
Track Name: Snake Righteous
SNAKE RIGHTEOUS

The war ship's in transit, the sins are all intrinsic
This vampire's a liar, the bleeding's in the pyre
The war child's been riled, this restless boy's grown wild
It's sonic, bubonic, it's your land mine, get down on it

Caught in the crossfire
Stuck in the quagmire
Trapped in the corner, come out swinging and hit like a man
Cum in your own blood
Caked in the cold mud
Just close your tired eyes and die like a man

And the world is burning down

This viper's snake righteous, that monkey feels no lighter
Scars burning, world turning, the hunger becomes yearning
On impact, pain intact, cold reason just what you lack
It's sonic, bubonic, it's your land mine, get down on it

Caught in the crossfire
Stuck in the quagmire
Trapped in the corner, come out swinging and hit like a man
Choke on your own blood
Caked in the cold mud
Just close your tired eyes and die like a man
Track Name: Fight Song
FIGHT SONG

When you see the shore and you want it gone
When it's time to go but you don't want to go home
Time rolls in and washes you away
Your utter rejects but the essence stays
Are you going to help the fallen down?

Going to help the fallen, lend a hand to the down trodden
Who'll help the weak if not a humble meek man
A helping hand will form a fist to rise against
Fight! Fight!

Now that I've helped you it's time to help me too
Let's start an army resist the system like a cyst
Create a burden like the bleeding from a fresh cut wrist
Fight a war, the violence will never win
Are you going to help the fallen down?
Track Name: Firing Lines
Crossing the line, spread your cards out across the table
Try to survive, you can try baby if you're able

All you peephole backseat people (Step to the front!)
All you lazy racist people (Step to the front!)
All you steeple drone bee people (Step to the front!)
All you three piece hate peace people (Step to the front!)

Towing a lie, there's no way any of us are stable
Firing lines, spread your poison across the table

All you peephole backseat people (Step to the front!)
All you lazy racist people (Step to the front!)
All you steeple drone bee people (Step to the front!)
All you three piece hate peace people (Step to the front!)

What have we done?
What have we done?

Justice is blind and you can't lead when you wear sheep's clothing, yeah!
Crossing the line, you can try to erase the loathing, yeah!

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Track Name: Fall Out Baby!
FALL OUT BABY!

Left my lover on the streets of a Saigon
For a hooker of a looker down in Hong Kong
Sold my soul for the chorus of a bad song
Tick-a Tick-a Tick-a Tick-a Tick-a Time Bomb

My lover left me in the gutter with a nose bleed
With a rocket in my pocket of some bomb weed
Up for days, up for lays, up for good speed
Every dog has its day and its bad deeds

Drop thy payload, baby!

Taste thy fall out, baby!