1. |
Fly Swatter
02:28
|
|||
Fly Swatter
By J. Bybee
© 2010
That devil done me wrong
Just the other day
Went down to the crossroads
Gonna trade my soul away
Left hand for cursing
Right hand to judge
Left hand drives the hearse
The right hand holds the grudge
Six in the cylinder
Blue steel sights
Come on baby yeah
We’re gonna blow some minds
Oh before we do
Go through that door
There’s something you must know
You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
Watch out for
Watch out for
Red hand of doom
Red hand of doom
Watch out for
Watch out for
Red hand of doom
Red hand of doom
GUITAR!
|
||||
2. |
Diamond Maker
02:26
|
|||
Diamond Maker
By J. Bybee
© 2010
Tight like diamond maker
Steady like undertaker
Slaves in their caves
Down on their knees
Bowin’ to their maker
All rise
Stand up
And we’ll chop down
Your faith
In days
Long gone south
What’s in your vision
What’s in your soul
What’s in your mind
Denied
What’s in your wetlands
So far from home
So far from here
To Die
Many skies
And warring eyes
Have seen your faces
Wasted times and wasted days
And wasted graces
Now’s the time
To recognize
Close your minds
And your eyes
Save your prayers
‘Cuz we’re everywhere
So get up off of your knees
Wouldn’t you rather flee
And head for the trees
Than suck like a leach
Down on your knees
|
||||
3. |
Chimerica
04:21
|
|||
Chimerica
By J. Bybee
© 2010
Putting flowers on my cage
Though I’m not dead inside
Drip drop of water
Slowly
Breaking down my hide
I see you there
There you stand
Staring down at me
The air is thick and stale in here
But not thick enough to scream
You rot up there
Pillage, rape and rob
You rot up there
Taking like a dog
We’re not the kind for horses
According to your guide
Your maggot-soulless
Holy-rolling
It’s only a matter of time
So bring it back now
You head in the sack sow
Slave to your hate
I see you there
I block your stare
Cut your face in eights
The poison’s pourin’
Your head is soaring
According to your eyes
Mother’s whoring
Children warring
Shoot your guns all night
Helping in no way
Tearing up my insides
I see your faces
Ugly places
Tearing up my hide
We love that we are you
We love that we are you
See you there down on your knees
I love that you are me
|
||||
4. |
Bug Out
03:47
|
|||
Bug Out
By J. Bybee
© 2013
Got a gallon of napalm
Pocket full of chicken bones
Ten miles of barb wire
Before I reach my home
Gonna batten down the hatches
And put on the stew
Gonna ponder for the moment
While I sing the blues
Should I venture to the valley
Or should I curse the sky
Should I wander in the memory
And never ask why
You took my livelihood
When you broke my soul
Took the meat and left me
Nothing but the bones
That’s right
Gonna ride
The midnight
Ghost train
Gonna ride
‘Til I find
‘Til I find my way
Straight to your heart
With a dagger blade
Run you through
Thank you
And be on my way
|
||||
5. |
Wolf Tones
06:07
|
|||
“WOLF TONES”
By J. Bybee
CAN YOU HEAR THE WOLVES HOWL YOUR NAME?
WHILE THE DEVIL DOES THE SAME
AND YOUR GODS LOOK AWAY
STILL THE SKY RAINS DOWN AND SPITS IN YOUR FACE
OR WAS THE DEVIL JUST FOOLIN’ YA?
WHILE THE SKY RAINED DOWN HALLELUJAH
WAS THE DEVIL JUST PLAYING A GAME?
STILL THE WOLVES HOWL YOUR NAME
CAN YOU SEE YOUNGLIN’ DAUGHTERS?
RINSED SO CLEAN IN BLACKENED WATERS
SENT OFF TO FIGHT FOUNDING FATHERS
SOLD INTO SLAVERY SOLD INTO SLAUGHTER
© 2009 HellBopp Records, Inc.
|
||||
6. |
Cliff Diver
03:59
|
|||
Cliff Diver
By J. Bybee
© 2011
Never setting sun
Ever burning sand
Never bluff a bluff
When making a final stand
Some were born to crawl
Some wish to run
Some wish to fall
Toward never setting sun
So take it easy baby
Take it as it comes
If you want to fly, boy
You better start to run
Consider the earth
Consider your home
Consider the dirt
Which wish to strip
The flesh from your bones
Consider the face
Consider the eyes
Consider the days and days and days
And lies and lies
|
||||
7. |
Buffalo Hunter Blues
04:29
|
|||
Buffalo Hunter Blues
By J. Bybee
© 2013
Up from the valley
Horses tethered to the sky
That dreamy feeling
Behind a blind man’s eye
Never put your faith
In a southbound witch
Always find yourself
Diggin’ that dead man’s ditch
Down from the stars
Laid out upon the trail
Rode from the highlands
On a weathered rail
Hiding out
In a haunted bog
Making a living
Skinning them feral hogs
Running and hiding
Every time the wind does blow
Looking over your shoulder
For a blind man’s ghost
You can change your name
And hide out in the rain
That don’t change
The pain and suffering
That you caused
Out on the range
The only thing that’s changed
Is now you’re the game
|
||||
8. |
IT
01:52
|
|||
IT
By J. Bybee
© 2013
Sold
Your soul
For nothing
And nothing’s alright
If you come for the light
So save
Yourself
And nothing
And no one
Else for tonight
We come for your life
Ladlfjaslkfdjlksdjfklsdajfksdjflksdjklfklsadfhdls
Aglkdjgkajgdkagjlkadjgkajjgklakgd
It don’t want you
It don’t need you
It don’t want you no more
So here we are my dear
Living and wallowing in fear
Sucking your soul away
Hearts and hearts and ears
Living and wallowing in fear
Sucking your soul today
|
||||
9. |
1620
03:42
|
|||
1620
by J. Bybee
I’ve flown a million miles through mind and space
Come across this planet, come across this race
Whoring little animals, warring little beasts
Your stupidity will bring you to your knees
But it don’t have to be that way
I’ll give you a little gift
Help you through your times of trouble
But with a little twist
Welcome to your heavens, welcome to your hells
Welcome to your nightmares and wishing wells
Here’s to your fucked-up world
And your monkey ploys
On this tilt-a-whirl without much joy
Spin you round and round
Some I will save
Others, I’ll burn you down
Piss on your graves
I fly above you
High above the fleas
I’ve walked with the space-boy
Through the valley of green
Took what he gave me
As if in a dream
Ripped your world apart
Comes apart at the seams
© 1998, HellBopp Records, Inc.
|
||||
10. |
Wolf Tones, Too
06:11
|
|||
“WOLF TONES”
By J. Bybee
CAN YOU HEAR THE WOLVES HOWL YOUR NAME?
WHILE THE DEVIL DOES THE SAME
AND YOUR GODS LOOK AWAY
STILL THE SKY RAINS DOWN AND SPITS IN YOUR FACE
OR WAS THE DEVIL JUST FOOLIN’ YA?
WHILE THE SKY RAINED DOWN HALLELUJAH
WAS THE DEVIL JUST PLAYING A GAME?
STILL THE WOLVES HOWL YOUR NAME
CAN YOU SEE YOUNGLIN’ DAUGHTERS?
RINSED SO CLEAN IN BLACKENED WATERS
SENT OFF TO FIGHT FOUNDING FATHERS
SOLD INTO SLAVERY SOLD INTO SLAUGHTER
© 2009 HellBopp Records, Inc.
|
Sabbath Crow Austin, Texas
Hard and heavy rock trio based in Central TX. Swampadelic hard rock. Apocalyptic hell rock. Est. 2005 in New Orleans, moved to Austin, TX after Hurricane Katrina in December 2005.
Streaming and Download help
If you like Sabbath Crow, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp