1. |
Gold Rush
04:39
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-Gold Rush-
Lyrics: Philo Munny
Music: Milk Munny
I travel far for the gold
I’ll seek it out till I’m old
I never get my fill
For the gold I will kill
You’ll see the
Spirals in my eyes
I am crazed
Some gold rush died
Living proof golds no good
What’s it worth all my blood
All your blood I eat gold
You are gold goddamned gold
Making me mad
What’s that gold?
Find me gold
I’m dead and cold
Keep your hands off my gold
Keep your hands off my gold (4X)
Is that understood?
Do not bother finding gold (4X)
Is that understood?
I will blow you away
Then I’ll steal your gold
Grinding gold in to dust
Snort it up my nose
Breaking gold in to pebbles
Shove them up my ass
I’m going fucking crazy
I must get me gold
I shot my horse my stupid horse
He tried to steal my gold
Everyone around me
They are made of gold
Shot my wife my stupid wife
She said there were gold
Keep your hands off my gold
Is that understood?
Do not bother finding gold
Is that understood?
I will blow you away
Then I’ll steal your gold
Grinding gold in to dust
Snort it up my nose
Keep your hands off my gold
Is that understood?
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2. |
Canyon Diablo
03:10
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-Canyon Diablo-
Lyrics: Bretts Milk
Music: Munny Milk
Way down in Mexico
deep in dead canyon far below
Lived a Comanche named Diablo
Those who've crossed his path
their blood would flow
He's teeth grew sharp and
his tongue would glow
Right before he'd claim
their souls
We all we know
when it comes to Diablo
He’s gonna take your life
and take your soul
His name is Canyon Diablo
Many have tried and
many have failed
To grab hold of Diablos tale
They just want to take a look
inside the Devils book
We all we know
when it comes to Diablo
He’s gonna take your life
and take your soul
His name is Canyon Diablo
Incantations and lots of spells
Then you hear the tolling bell
He binds your soul straight to hell
Forever that’s where you will dwell
We all we know
when it comes to Diablo
He’s gonna take your life
and take your soul
His name is Canyon Diablo
(Solo)
He hears the screams and
he hears the cries
He stands there laughing
with blood red eyes
He’s summoned up from
the depths below
Those who dare to call on
Canyon Diablo
We all we know
when it comes to Diablo
He’s gonna take your life
and take your soul
His name is Canyon Diablo
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3. |
Changa
03:23
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4. |
Dead Punk
03:04
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-Dead Punk-
Lyrics: Bretts Milk
Music: Milk Munny
I’m coming up fast behind you
You’re dead punk
Taken what you’ve left behind
You’re dead punk
Every minute you waste Im gaining
You’re dead punk
Taken you dead or alive
You’re dead punk
You think it matters to me?
But, it doesn’t
I’ll take you back to town
With X’s in your eyes
If you cooperate that’s cool
If not your worm bait
Dead
Nothing more than money in my pocket
Rich
I do it for the sheer pleasure
And to watch you die
You better start ridin’ faster
You’re dead punk
Cause I’ve picked up your trail
You’re dead punk
And when I sneak up on you
You’re dead punk
You’ll either die or go to jail
You’re dead punk
What I’ve seen in the past isn’t pretty
But, It makes me smile
Most of em’ never make it back alive
And that’s the way it is
And actually I prefer it that way
Boy howdy
The less talk the better
So keep your dead mouth shut
Cocked and loaded
Bang
I’m coming for ya
You better be watching your back
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5. |
We Got A Hoe Down
02:35
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-We Got A Hoe Down-
Music: Milk Munny
Ok everybody get your partners for an ol’ time hoedown
First travel up the center with the ???
Bring That duffle bag with you
Take em’ and shake em’ down
Promenade around the town
Promenade and away you go
Elbows swing when you meet your own
Swing on the corners and swing all eights
Swing corner lady
Everybody swing
Everybody
Everybody swing
It’s the man left leg swinging on a gate
Hurry on home and don’t come late
Brand right and left
Inside in and the inside out
First travel up the center with the ???
Bring That duffle bag with you
Take em’ and shake em’ down
Promenade around the town
Promenade and away you go
Elbows swing when you meet your own
Swing on the corners and swing all eights
Swing corner lady
Everybody swing
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody swing
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Promenade them all the way back home
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6. |
Draw
03:54
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-Draw-
Lyrics: Philo Munny
Music: Munny Milk
Don’t you dare come to my town
Pushin’ my town folk around
Think twice boy
You’ll be 6 feet under ground
I’m the sheriff here
And I can sense your fear
You’re shaking in your boots
You know you’re gonna lose
Draw
It’s the same thing everyday
The scum rides up and want to play
They say “Stick em’ up punk”
So, I blow their ass away
Word gets around when you’re fast
I wonder how long it will last
You don’t even see my draw
You just hear my pistol blast
Draw Mutha Fukka!!!
All these people make me sick
Testing me because I’m quick
Why do they all wanna die?
Because their heads are too thick
I look forward to a time
When in my town there ain’t no crime
Punks buried in the ground
In that awful smell of lye
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7. |
Angel's House of Love
04:15
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-Angel’s House of Love-
Lyrics: Munny Milk
Music Milk Munny
Howdy Cowboys and welcome
To my wondrous house of love
Located above the Guilty Turban Saloon
My name is Angel and
I am the in house madame
Angel’s house of love
So, I offer to you any of your desires
That your twisted rot gut whisky brain
could be having
What’s your poison?
Missionary sex or anal play?
Double penetration or
ass to ass loving’?
Or, maybe you’d like something
stuck up your ass?
My girls can’t wait
So, put your lil devil into their mouths
Angel’s house of love
I don’t know any of you punk ass bitches
good enough to let you fuck my girls
You fuck with any of my girls
Then I’m gonna blow your goddamned
heads off and skull fuck your eye sockets
Angel’s house of love
My name might be Angel but,
that don’t mean I have to let you
act like a bunch of assholes
Once you’ve spent yourself
get up get dressed and move on
I’ve got a lot of guys waiting
to get them a shot of ass
So, what’s it gonna be Cowboy?
MWOOOOOOF!
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8. |
Barbacoa
03:36
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-Barbacoa-
Lyrics: Philo Munny
Music: Milk Munny
Me and my Hombre headed into town
all we wanted was a good time
They had a barbecue with trimmin’s
n fixin’s they said were sure to satisfy
Their music was jumpin’
My Hombre was jivin’
The señorita that caught his eye
Their music got slow and
they started dancing’
The start to one hell of a night
Rot gut whisky
One frisky Hombre
Me with no lady
So many fixin’s
Double that in trimmin’s
Crevasse raining down from the sky
One bad feelin’
A lot of ugly people
My goofy Hombre
Here comes dessert
Oh man it’s chocolate pudding’
Where the hell’s the out house
After the dance my Hombre and his lady
started heading up towards our room
Well, I stayed behind I couldn’t help but notice
That they were being watched by some dude
I crept over to him he was talkin’ with his posse
he seemed like a unwary cuss
He was thinking’ up a scheme for robbin’ the bank
Setting fire to it and blaming’ it on us
Well after hearing that dudes plan
I ran over to a man and asked if he knew
Where his sheriff was?
He said
“I can help you sure but, you’ll need
to help me first I need some Munny
for my cripplin’ thurst
One jealous boyfrind
One bad scheme
My horny Hombre
This dudes posse
This towns bank
My I’m still hungry
They robbed the bank
They set fire
Where the hell’s the sheriff
Here comes my Hombre
The man points at the boyfriend and says
“Well that’s the sheriff.”
I told my Hombre about our little problem
And I told him that I think we better leave
He said “man that ain’t no shit I think we better get
let’s climb on those horses right quick”
We ran for our horses but you know we didn’t make it
His posse chased us into a barn
We closed the door behind us
We threw down the lock
We needed to think of some plan
We were surrounded
They’re gonna kill us
GOD DAMN YOU HOMBRE
I started thinkin’ well let’s release the cattle
Then we’ll run out behind them
We loaded up our guns
Opened up the stalles
and took a deep breath
We threw up the lock
Let loose the cattle and
we came out a blazin’
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9. |
Black Moriah
04:06
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10. |
White Spike
03:30
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-White Spike-
Sitting here on this train I ride
I won’t make it through another night
I will die is my deepest fear
I’ll find that spike you now
And he will die
In my dream the buff hunts my child
I want to fight him he will abide
He won’t stop until he takes her life
I think that tonight
I’ll make that spike bleed
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll concur him to make him my clothes
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll drain his blood to save her soul
Where’d he go that buffalo?
Is he in that Vally low?
Where’d he go that buffalo?
We track each other here in the snow
He has killed someone in every town
Once again he takes another life
Pretty soon he’ll hunt my daughter down
I think tonight he’s gonna taste my knife
It’s getting dark and I have no light
I can’t see his tracks in the snow
I need to find a place to sleep tonight
In my dreams the Spikes blood will flow
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll concur him to make him my clothes
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll drain his blood to save her soul
Where’d he go that buffalo?
Is he in that Vally low?
Where’d he go that buffalo?
We track each other here in the snow
The sun comes up and I start to rise
The snow last night has covered up his trail
I hope today I find out where he lyes
I gotta stop soon I mustn’t fail
I dreamt last night I heard my daughter scream
I hunt this buff today with all my will
As I walk I wonder what the Spike did dream
Please tell me tonight his blood will spill
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll concur him to make him my clothes
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll drain his blood to save her soul
Solo
The day has come and I found the Spike
Or should I say the Spike he found me
He has trapped me here in this cave
We square off and we begin to fight
I circle him and jump up on his back
I’m tearing him apart with my knife
Hits the ground and I know his dead
I have saved my daughters life
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll concur him to make him my clothes
Where’d he go that buffalo?
I’ll drain his blood to save her soul
Where’d he go that buffalo?
Is he in that Vally low?
Where’d he go that buffalo?
We track each other here in the snow
Where’d he go?
Where’d he go?
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11. |
Wild Bunch
03:44
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12. |
Rose
05:02
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-Rose-
Lyrics: Philo Munny
Music: Munny Milk
It was a cold dark rainy night
When me and Rose got hitched
There was nobody at our wedding
All our relatives were dead
We bought a farm
Seamed like a good life
Or so we thought
Came time
Start making’ Munny
We tried to harvest by ourselves
But couldn’t do it
Down from the hills
I herd some guys
These ranch hands
I couldn’t trust em’
As far as I could spit on em’
They like my Rose
They made comments
Used to make me very angry
And Rose she didn’t like em’ either
One dark night I had to ride into town
It was a two day ride
I left Rose with the ranch hands
That was my mistake
When I was gone
They did what I thought they’d do
They hurt my Rose
So when I came back
My rose was dead
And obviously Raped
Those damned ranch hands
I’m gonna find em’
That was their mistake
I knew where to look
I went up high and took my 12 gage
I sought em’ out
I finally found em’
They’re gonna pay
I took my 12 gage and shot
everyone of their horses
In the fuckin’ brains
They had no way
No possible way
To escape
I, I backed em’ all up against a rock
One by one
I blew em’
THE FUCK AWAY!!!
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13. |
Chanting' Hell On Wheels
07:09
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Inspected By 13 Asheville, North Carolina
Philo Munny & Bretts Milk have been making music since 1992. This dynamic duo has worked with a power house of great musicians. Such as Matt Gentling of Archers of Loaf & Band of Horses. Claude Coleman, Jr. of Ween, Amanda and Eagles of Death Metal. Jeff PInkus of Butthole Surfers said "Cowboy sounds like if Ministry were to put out a country album this is what it would sound like." MWOOF! ... more
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