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The Throes (05/18/2004)
05/18/2004
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I can't forget the day, baby you walked away,
I can't forget the day, mama you walked away,
Can't forget the day that you walked away,
When you come back next time, here to stay,
That’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.

Well it was early one morning you come draggin’ home,
Well it was early one morning you come draggin’ home,
It was early morning, dragging home say forgive me daddy for I gone wrong,
That’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.

Well you left that time and you ain’t gonna leave no more,
Yeah, you left that time and you ain’t gonna leave no more,
Well you left that time, ain’t gonna leave no more,
I’m putting a lock on my back door,
And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.

Well I followed my baby to her barren place,
Yeah I followed my baby to her barren place,
Well I followed my baby to her barren place,
Can’t get another writer to take your place,
That’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.

You oughta heard me crying, baby you’re all I crave,
You oughta heard me crying, mama you’re all I crave,
You oughta heard me crying you’re all I crave,
While I wrote your will upon your grave,
And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama your losin’ out.
And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama your losin’ out.
And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama your losin’ out


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My darling, my darling
are you as composed as the space you fill?

you know there's little reason to demand what cant be given from the heads you fill

and you aim your thoughts homeward
as if you had a reason to be gone

and you were raised by sirens they taught you not to talk
all words are empty

but they lent you their hats, screaming bring back from the other side some sympathy

and your spend no time to wonder
when you claim to know the answer
why be wrong

so you put on your painted dress
while the badass takes your hand and tempts you homeward

and so i've heard
Lyricsthat you've gone wrong
but is it OK
if I think of you
'cause you might just be
what i'm counting on
just one more day
that I must get through

well you break just like the morning
and if yesterday dont know you
well who does then

and if you ever seek me out i'll be someone among the people you call ?

well you'd love to be a martyr
but you got nothing to die for
so you wait

and wintertime is coming
you can feel the cold drum drumming once again

and so i've heard that you've gone wrong
but is it OK
if I think of you
cause you might just be
what im counting on
just one more day
that I must get through

well I love my country
I love my country
but I fear your mother
I fear your mother
and shes growing older
or so they told her
and flowers wont replace her
your my sheath, i'm your rapier

and so i've heard
that you've gone wrong
but is it OK
if I think of you
'cause you might just be
what i'm coutning on
just one more day
that I must get through
that I must get through


. . .



Well my kind's been around forever
And I claim to be one of the few
But the lost cause of words walks away with my nerves
'Cause I'm gay as a choir boy for you

You got hair that recalls me of rivers
Runs softly while you dream of you
But your heart is so cold that it shivers
'Cause that I know is I'm nothing to you

And I followed you into the party
That no one invited me to
But alone I made love to my 40
And played make-believe it was you

But I watched you forget your belongings
And belongings you've got quite a few
I filled up your bag with my longings
And searched through this whole, wide city for you

And we'll walk 'neath the street lamps forever
LyricsYou'll say you remind me of you
It's so damn cliche that it's clever
It's so fucking false, you think that it's true

'Cause I heard that you forgot that you were (a) lover
And lovers you've got one or two
But you can't tell one from the other
Now, mama, now you're nothing to you

And it's down by the riverside (wasting away)
And it's down by the riverside (beating the clay)




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Well now crow jane don't make no sense to me,
left me hangin' from the papa tree,
no I've never ever felt so free,
look here mama what you're doing to me,
cause it ain't no difference which way I smile,
I ain't good lookin' from a quarter mile,
once had a woman called me "angel child",
reputation keeps me on track,

But who's gonna save me from myself,
gotta lay the blame on someone else,
somehow I ain't got no hope,
cause im still running from the sheriffs rope,
my shoes don't fit me cause they feel they don't
crow jane quit me and I just cant cope
all I know is that I still run
I pledge allegiance to the settin' sun
I must of lost cause crow jane
I never learned from anything I've done


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Well once I knew a railway girl
Her age was 17
I gave her all I had to give,
but the baggage of my dreams
Stole me from the games we played
Scorned me for my mask
And if she's gone she lingers on
I beg you please don't ask
Twas on a dark March evening
South-bound I did ride
My head was out the window when
I found her at my side
Asked where I was goin' to
I told but where I came
For the jails in which Ive done my time
I fail hard to regain
Dark girl, dark girl it kills me so
to watch you so afraid
You know that you've been real to those
and realness should be paid
Her eyes gone wide, alive she cried
LyricsDoes pleasure ever last?
We live to see, but patiently
I beg you please don't ask
She took me in despite my sins
Fed me tea and such
And as she fell just like a child
I crumbled 'neath her touch
I held my breath and appeared to weep
at the fragments of my brain
See each day's but a moment lad
I fail hard to regain
But as it goes the fiddler throws
Our values to the street
Whole world pain and sayings as gay as
Impatience in his field
And captives of this Wall Street trade
We curse our mortal tasks
Forgive us though we all must go
And where to please don't ask
And now I am a misspent man
Who knows not where he's been
And oh so sapped with sufferin'
The worst is yet unseen
Renounce myself for further wealth
I take each breath in vain
Still haunted by that railway girl
I fail hard to regain




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'Well I don't know if I can take this anymore'
she's thinkin' as he shoves her 'gainst the wall
Screamin'. 'Well than what good are you for,
you don't give me no pleasure at all.'

'Oh now I know I need to leave'
so she tells herself again,
wipes a little blood upon her sleeve,
but she don't tell herself when.
And baby starts a cryin', daddy sits back down,
sinks another drink to bring his temper down.
And his image there reflectin' on the TV screen,
reminds her of a better day she thought she'd seen.

But now take your time before you grieve,
and keep your heart hid off your sleeve,
cause ain't no one but you deceived,
your sympathy is soon to leave.
And now hide your mouth before you speak,
or better yet just turn a cheek
I watch your interest growin' weak,
Lyricsbut still you say that I'm the freak
and I guess that's fine with me.

But he's probably had a long, long day,
she's thinkin' in the kitchen while she weeps,
puttin' dinner's leftovers away
as he stumbles off to bed and then to sleep.
Surely he'll be better come the dawn,
when I rise to cook him breakfast 'fore he goes,
wakes without a word and then he's gone,
he's got that kind of love that never shows.

And baby starts a wailin', daddy comes back down,
'Shut up that child', she hears him shout,
and cradled in her arms she tries to calm the sound,
'How am I to sleep', he screams and slaps her down.

But now take your time before you grieve,
and keep your heart hid off your sleeve,
cause ain't no one but you deceived,
your sympathy is soon to leave.
And now hide your mouth before you speak,
or better yet just turn a cheek
I watch your interest growin' weak,
but still you say that I'm the freak
and I guess that's fine with me.

And when she wakes her head don't cease to pain,
body's broken and her clothes are torn away,
still the threat of emptiness remains,
as she struggles to her feet to get away.
'Hell, where has my child gone',
she screams as she runs from room to room.
Every sound of silence lingers on,
not a single kick inside her womb.
And her mind drowns into shadows,
mama falls back down,
where the walls that shape her world seem taller from the ground.

And no more breath to scream her throat just drifts away,
and no more life to lose as if there were to save.

But now take your time before you grieve,
and keep your heart hid off your sleeve,
cause ain't no one but you deceived,
your sympathy is soon to leave.
And now hide your mouth before you speak,
or better yet just turn a cheek
I watch your interest growin' weak,
but still you say that I'm the freak
and I guess that's fine with me




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You don’t listen when he says,
That you don’t love him for his brain but for his head,
So pretty and so safe and so misread,
You don’t need this kid,
Could it be this kid?,
And when all the hate you throw,
Is all you really need to cut him from below,
Seems like everyone got tickets to the show,
To watch your cheeks go red,
Could it be this kid?

But the girl you speak, so goddamn dangerous,
Could it be you’re just like the rest of us?
And though you try you know you can’t escape from us,
When all he hears is the curse of what you did,
And all he knows is the need to keep you hid.

Could it be this kid?

And when all your nights have come,
Each as gallant and as faithless as this one.
LyricsHe be nothing more than just another one,
Another past you hid.
You hid it from this kid.

And as the wind instains your face,
You know there’s no-one but yourself who’s out of place.
So fearful and so lost in his embrace.
You don’t need this kid.
Could it be this kid?

But the girl you speak, so goddamn dangerous,
Could it be you’re just like the rest of us?
And though you try you know you can’t escape from us,
When all he hears is the curse of what you did,
And all he knows is the need to keep you hid.

Could it be this kid?

“It’s hard” she said “my fortune’s been quite hard”
“It’s hard” she said “my fortune’s been quite hard”
“this card” he said “don’t play that victim card”
“this card” he said “don’t play that victim card”
“stars” she said “this fate is crossed with stars”
“it’s god” he said “it’s that I’ll disregard”
“this jar” he said “I’ll leave the door ajar”
“this car” he said “cos you should drive my car”

“has this gone much too far?” she said
“has this gone much too far?”
“I don’t know who you are”
“I don’t know who you are”

just before you break in two, one last thing he’ll say to you.
one last thing that’s ??? unheard, should it be unsaid?

I gave you more than you could take,
All that ??? was more at stake.
You keep your trophies on the wall,
Well I’ll take the door instead,
Cos you don’t need this kid.

But the girl you speak, so goddamn dangerous,
Could it be you’re just like the rest of us?
And though you try you know you can’t escape from us,
When all he hears is the curse of what you did,
And all he knows is the need to keep you hid.

Could it be this kid?


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Your visions been blessed if I'm still fully dressed,
but before you leave me, here's one last request,
Well no I don't care, no I don't mind,
if you don't hear a word from this broke heart of mine.
But can I borrow your face just to unload my mind,
borrow your face just to unload my mind.

Well now I know I'm pathetic, I'm the sage of absurd,
but I won't violate you with touch but with words,
but there's no need to ask, shut your mouth, raise a glass,
but the youth that you drink to's already the past.
And the boy on your arm girl, you know he won't last,
the boy on your arm girl, you know he won't last.

My Madonna's undressin', her robes are all torn,
and I swear that she's callin' my name.
but for all her caresses, my senses are worn,
the feelin' is gone, and sweet lady, you just don't taste the same.

And I'll drink just to drive, if my love don't arrive,
I don't wanna survive, I don't wanna survive,
Lyricsand all that I know is, I smile just for show,
and nobody's listenin', but everyone knows.
So just sit back and watch while my memory corrodes,
sit back and watch, while my memory corrodes.

And I curse my own comfort for the deaf and the blind,
'cause it's dark as a dungeon way down in my mind.
And I wake on the floor with my country at war,
and I wish I could care but my liver's too sore.
And if liquor's a lover, you know I'm a whore,
if liquor's a lover, you know I'm a whore.

My Madonna's undressin', her robes are all torn,
and I swear that she's callin' my name.
But for all her caresses, my senses are worn,
the feelin' is gone, and sweet lady, you just don't taste the same.




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My Daddy was a rounder
Had to make himself some change
Climbed down off the mountain
Shaved his head and caught a train
But I keep my skillet greasy
Keep my lamp trimmed 'n' low
My weary feet, these floors I walk
But why I'll never know
And I hear echoes of his heart
Beating back from distant lands
And I hear the lonesome whistle
Of that train that stole my man

And I cuddle to my child
Teach him to bear the shame
To take the blows
That choose the frows and
Earn an honest name
But money's running low, you know?
No friends to help me through
Just one last thing I can sell
LyricsAnd that will have to do
But I feel hunger in my sunken cheeks
In the tremble of my hand
And I feel the rumblin' of the wheels
Of that train that stole my man

My mind just takes to ramblin'
As the day goes walkin' west
And Magnus comes a-crawlin'
Through that hole inside my breast
And sorrow sings the simple song
That screams the whole night through
A melody of him and me
That never rang so true
And I see dark clouds on the rise
And I see midgets in the sand
They paint my sight with visions
Of that train that stole my man

And I dreamt I found his crossroads
In the land of sticks and stones
Where the peggy worries of the heart
Are worries so unknown
He took me in his arms, you know
And tied me to his side
Caught that first wind off the hills
And further we did ride
Well I felt his touch upon my breast
That unforgiving hand
But when I woke, could smell the smoke
Of that train that stole my man

Now the wind runs through my skin
And the rain runs through my eyes
Can't find no ground to hold my feet
Lord knows how hard I tries!
For come the dawn, I'll clean my teeth
And powder up my chest
Take off this faded apron, babe
And put on my Sunday best
To bind the strings to fix my heart
I'm gonna look to holy lands
And lay my back down on the track
Of that train that stole my man


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