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Exorcising Spirits

by Land of the Living

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1.
D Block 03:57
D Block (solitary confinement) I've been walking this narrow road Even though I don't know where it goes I'll keep walking til my shoes turn to dust I won't stop cause I'm never enough It's like D Block It's like D Block It's like D Block up in here And all the romance it's all packed away in cans I can't reach them with my hands anymore Don't try at home And there's that frog you've never kissed It's not the pain but the love you've missed I'll keep on with these blistered hands No matter who misunderstands Here's the thing to fault me for To me it's all worth dying for. I won't stop til my flesh falls away And I'm a mound of bones on judgment day © Joe Albanese 2011
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Turncoats turning by a hundred to one Lion tooth fierce troubled times have come The love of many has grown so,so,so cold I want to be dead before my love grows old While you're ringing round that rosie Got a pocket full of death Self medicating mother father alike unviable mass passes skin, It's alife! Some would be a porn star instead of a wife And for forty three dollars Hank's friend lost his life A house that is built on the sand When times get hard it will not stand Everyone's so sensitive bout what is wrong Put their necks to the fangs just to get along Opinion's like a WHAT yeah i got one too Shut your stinking trap they'll be coming for you © 2011 Joe Albanese
3.
Times are hard in August and the wind won't blow The man's the man and he won't let the money flow I stop to take a breath and think of who I am I drop my shovel and walk 'cause I don't give a damn My momma was the Mona Lisa My daddy was a cyclone breeze I cut my teeth on many (Muddy)waters Had my Christmas in my dungarees I was born for the second time On the Blackwater River's edge I know exactly what I'm doing Don't need no man to tell me The black tar so hot it's burning through my soles It don't help too much my shoes are full of holes I stop to take a rest beneath a shady tree I just forget the world don't tell me I ain't free The sweat salts my eyes and just wakes me up And then the want of money comes a creepin' up Worry tries to trap me with it's evil spell I close my eyes and laugh and just say "what the hell" © 2010 Joe Albanese
4.
Each eye spoke of a suicide One the virgin's death The other subtly still can hide Between the frozen breaths Her tears fell swift like tambourines What make their tiny crash A tongue hangs up above her dreams So crushers can be lashed And I know you I want you to be loved And I know you I'm fighting for it love Now, I don't mind the lash or two It takes to be her friend Nor the babbling towers I must build When I come back again But longer and still longer And still longer I have fussed To row and row my boat until My brow sweats out her trust And she's like a walking seashell That's empty and it's dry Why can't I find the ocean That thunders down inside
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Beauty 04:26
The glamorous sit in poverty Laughing at the rich and blessed that they can't perceive Yes, they can not see what has true worth What can it buy in Sheol when they enter the earth? A tragedy beyond all else this beauty in this world To awake and find it's really gone and with it your worth To never know exactly who is kind or real or cold Until your beauty makes it's last retreat when you grow old All the while the beautiful Think that they are noble great and wise What it is they fail to see that they are envy in disguise So don't you shudder anymore At the wretched face of the ugly few For beauty crawls on it's belly in the dust Yes, it is they who will pity you. © 2011 Joe Albanese
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Dwell 05:32
Dwell beneath the wings of the most high Fall upon the things that matter though most die My father's head on the north gate It turned to bone by the twilight It shaped my life in a fortnight It shaped my life One if by sea and two by land a hole in the heart, the feet, the hands One if the sea begins to burn Two if the land begins to burn No more will I kill for bloodlines and their ilk Nor will I return with spoils from those killed Down by all the water's stillness in our tents The wicked feel the angels sawing on their necks
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Hero 04:05

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If you like beef Jerky and wear a coonskin cap you should get a thrill out of listening to this.

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released July 14, 2011

Joe Albanese, Jon Berrier, Len Venditti, Alicia Luma, Kristen Ligotino, Cat Albanese

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Land of the Living Raleigh, North Carolina

Land of the Living is musical mind control. In fact, if you're reading this, it's too late. "Rosebud" buy the songs "Freedom Train" do it now. Joe Albanese, Easy and Dave Napier making music because they can.

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