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The Count | The Priest | The Gunfighter

by Marla Strange

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1.
Introduction 01:28
There is a town in the County of Bell The citizens there might as well be in hell Its run by an evil sheriff, a mistress of pain And an old charismatic preacher who’s exactly the same In this time of darkness, someone will fight The Count, Priest, and Gunfighter Our only light
2.
When you see me on the street corner, I will be ready to dance When you see me on the street corner, I will be ready to fight, FOR MY LIFE! See me on the street corner, dancing See me on the street corner, rioting See me on the street corner, fighting See me on the street corner So you think you can judge me, I’m not the caring type When you see me on the street corner, I will be ready to fight, FOR MY LIFE! See me on the street corner, dancing See me on the street corner, rioting See me on the street corner, fighting See me on the street corner Drop the mat and rock the ghetto blaster Watch me move just like a drunken master I, I will, I’ll take your soul See me on the street corner, dancing See me on the street corner, rioting See me on the street corner, fighting See me on the street corner
3.
Sex Robots 03:03
Cigarettes, mountain dew, no marijuana but it will have to do In this dried, up old town, everything around me brings me down Gotta get, out of this place, everywhere I look I see your face Gotta get, out of this place, everywhere I look I see your face She’s a sex, sex robot, gonna get, get you real hot Artificial intelligence, with un ultra realistic orifice Gotta get, out of this place, everywhere I look I see your face Gotta get, out of this place, everywhere I look I see your face She’s a white trash slut, she’s all used up Popping her pills, to stay fucked up Kill the ones you love, love the ones you kill Kill the ones you love, love the ones you Kill the ones that you love, and love the ones you kill The ones that you love, the ones that you kill
4.
I hitched a ride into town, with six guns by my side Armed and dangerous, call me Suicide Clyde Hello Samuel, they say you’re quick, they say you’re keen But you’re not better than me, the fastest that there’s ever been Fifteen paces, gun powder blast, fire at will baby Damn that was, fast Belly wound, three bullets left Aiming at midnight, cigarettes Fire three shots without regret And execute my killer Fifteen paces, gun powder blast, fire at will baby Damn that was, fast
5.
Bang 03:48
Spotlight, center stage, curtains open up wide Candy skull make-up, a suit, and a tie An uninvited guest with a fire in his eyes Stands now before us in a morbid disguise Blood of the innocent spilt on the ground Has brought the angel of death to this town A gun in his holster, a war in his head He stands now before us, to do the dance of the dead Still hear the pop of her skull shatter, left her lying in her own brain matter If the law wont reprimand, I’ll look down at that gun in my hand BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Another scumbag dead BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! I shot him in the head BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Another scumbag dead BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! I pumped him full of lead Still hear their crawling laughter, It’s her that they were after If the law wont reprimand, I’ll look down at that gun in my hand Walked up to the doorstep, pushed back all my regrets Rang out, out the door bell Stand ready, ready for some hell BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Another scumbag dead BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! I shot him in the head BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Another scumbag dead BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! I pumped him full of lead
6.
Count Muerte 03:57
So lay your head down, on my shoulder and cry Wrap yourself in my arms, I’ll hold you as you die And I cry as you die As you bleed for me tonight And I cry as you die As I scream my heart out for, you So whisper my name, in your dying ear Count Muerte, assassin in the night And I cry as you die As you bleed for me tonight And I cry as you die As I scream my heart out for, you So close up your eyes, say your dying prayer Justice has been done, as evil fades away And I cry as you die As you bleed for me tonight And I cry as you die As I scream my heart out for, you So lay your head down, on my shoulder and cry Wrap yourself in my arms, I’ll hold you as you die
7.
Confessional 03:52
Forgive me father, for I have sinned I've taken the lives of, many evil men Oh my son, I know just what you've done You do not need forgiveness, no you're not the one Forgive me father, for I'll sin again This thing that I've started, gotta see it, to the end Oh my son, your shoulders must weigh a ton I'll share the burden with you, no you're not alone The priest sits in thought, awakening feelings forgot He remembers the thrill, of the righteous kill I'm gonna get, I'm gonna get, I'm gonna get, VIOLENT! The priest fought in the war, from the time before Before day became night, now he'll stand up and fight I'm gonna get, I'm gonna get, I'm gonna get, VIOLENT! I'm gonna get, I'm gonna get, I'm gonna get, VIOLENT! I got a weapon and I know how to use it now baby Open up your eyes I'll show you the way Alright I got a weapon and I know how to use it now baby Open up your eyes I'll show you the way Alright Got a weapon, got a weapon, got a weapon, got a weapon You got a problem and they know just how to abuse it Bend over backwards and they'll rape you all day I got a weapon and I know how to use it now baby Open up your eyes I'll show you the way Alright I got a weapon, and I know how to use it now baby Open up your eyes I'll show you the way Alright Got a weapon, got a weapon, got a problem? I Got a weapon
8.
Judas 02:04
I see the darkness in your eyes, from all the hate and all the lies A side of you you’ve hidden, all too well A skeleton in designer clothes, preaching at his own funeral Thirty, silver, pieces, dead man walking Thirty, silver, pieces, dead man walking Gather up all of your sheep, and try to sell them for meat A side of you you’ve hidden, all too well A skeleton in designer clothes, preaching at his own funeral Thirty, silver, pieces, dead man walking Thirty, silver, pieces, dead man walking Quick before it’s too late, run into his arms He’ll forgive your sins, make you whole again A skeleton in designer clothes, preaching at his own funeral Thirty, silver, pieces, dead man walking Thirty, silver, pieces, dead man walking
9.
Burn 04:11
In this old town, everything’s the same Lets burn it down, send it up in flame BURN! BURN! Burn this city down BURN! BURN! Burn this city down BURN! BURN! Burn this city down BURN! BURN! Burn this city down In this old church, nothing ever changes Lets burn it first, monument of ages BURN! BURN! Burn this city down BURN! BURN! Burn this city down BURN! BURN! Burn this city down BURN! BURN! Burn this city down In this old town, everything’s the same Lets burn it down, send it up in, FLAME! I wont say that, I, don’t want to kill you I wont say that, I, don’t want to kill you
10.
Prodigal Son 05:43
You’re not a spring you’re an empty well You’ve made a place for yourself in hell For speaking through pride and vanity, entice your sensuality Show me the way cause I want to come home Show me the way cause I want to come home I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid You promised freedom to the un free A slave to your own tyranny For by what a man has over come Is by what he has over come Show me the way cause I want to come home Show me the way cause I want to come home I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid I want to come home, please show me the way I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid Show me the way cause I want to come home Show me the way cause I want to come home I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid
11.
The Garden 08:10

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released July 25, 2013

Logan Plankenhorn - Guitars, Vocals, Bass
Jason Pedigo - Drums, Vocals, Guitar

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