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Bank, Saloon, Brothel

from The Modern Gentleman by The Great American Beast

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Lyrics:

It's raining nails
It's too late to trail
Town's already dead
Street's running red

I've taken a torch to the bank
I've flooded the saloon with kerosene
That monster's locked up in the jail
Flood the saloon with kerosene

Good day
What a lovely show
Can I get the seats
Down in the front row
Breakin' my back
Out in this heat
Magick revolver be good to me

With a song
We all bleed out
When we spoke
We woke
Where nothing's free
And all we are we dread
Still rise above
We come to life

Take no caution
With every action
They're swingin' high
Bring me all your dead
I am the only one
It's 2am inside my heart
Bar's open

We bring the harvest of the blood red moon
Oh, red... now the sky is open, too
I condemn our dead to your front porch
Pray well

My, oh my
Mage, whom have you summoned?
I hear the earth splitting
I feel the ground rumbling
Your robes are neat
And I know that you were born
With resistance to Hell
But, here they come!

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from The Modern Gentleman, track released June 22, 2010

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