Big rivers got a big mouth,
Alexandria and New Orleans,
Hate the sights but I love the sounds,
The machinations of the ghetto scenes,
Gulf coast over to Tijuana,
Kerosene and marijuana,
Burnt the flora and ate the fauna,
‘Cause there ain’t much separating a man from a dog.
Life was slow so I made it faster,
Whipped the slave and became the master,
Stopped a grand disaster with a Stratocaster,
And sold my soul to a hummingbird god.
Put a bullet in the wise man,
Put more ashes in the tray,
Block the path of the blind man,
Dampen the spirits of the gay.
Can’t see nothing in this smoking mirror,
Every day it gets a little less clear,
I have nightmares about drowning in tear drops,
(Skip a line)
Don’t tell me that it’s okay,
Lost my thoughts in the cocaine,
Lost my friends for the propane,
So I sold my soul to a hummingbird god.
Well I’ve found myself on the losing end,
All I’ve got to lose is my life,
I’ve seen fields of golden grain,
Cut down by a rusty scythe.
I was on a bus headed south from Bisbee,
All my sins, I took them with me,
Head down to Mexico City,
To give my heart in the temple of Tenochtitlan,
And all the sands they blinded me,
I found myself surrounded by fire,
There was blood in the sky,
And I sold my soul to a hummingbird god.
from Loans EP
released May 11, 2016
Manny Rosen: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Mark Austin: Electric Guitar
Aidan Sorenson-Philips: Drums
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