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Cowboy

by Inspected By 13

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1.
Gold Rush 04:39
-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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-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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Changa 03:23
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Dead Punk 03:04
-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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-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
6.
Draw 03:54
-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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-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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Barbacoa 03:36
-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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Black Moriah 04:06
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White Spike 03:30
-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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Wild Bunch 03:44
12.
Rose 05:02
-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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Cowboy has been in the works for the past 15 years. Now it's finally being released to the public. This is a limited edition run of only 113 copies. There have been a lot of deferent ears on this album and it's ready to be heard. So, mount up and take a journey through the Wild West with us.

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released February 18, 2021

Bretts Milk: Guitars: Acoustic, Electric, Lead, Rhythm & Bass. Synth & Keys: Moog Sub 37, Mini Moog, Korg Triton. Drum Sequencing: Acoustic & Electric. Vocals: Lead & Backing.

Philo Munny: Guitars: Acoustic, Electric, Lead, Rhythm & Bass. Synth & Keys: Moog Sub 37, Mini Moog, Korg Triton. Drum Sequencing: Acoustic & Electric. Vocals: Lead & Backing.

Claude Coleman, Jr.: Drums: Barbacoa, Dead Punk, Rose & White Spike.

All tunes mixed and mastered by Brett Spivey at The Milking Room. Except "Barbacoa & Gold Rush" mixed by Chris Crooms. All drums on Barbacoa, Dead Punk, Rose & White Spike recorded at Arrow Sound Studios by Matt Daniels.

CD art and design by Brett Spivey.

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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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