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Heavy Hands

by Ladyfinger (ne)

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1.
Smuggler 03:33
you sleep and work and work and sleep and manage the demons that got you grinding teeth and biting at flies and there's a lovely home somewhere you never see maybe a wife you can't look in the eyes but it's all worth it there's a good ira and lots of lunches you can put on the card and yah your brother really thinks that you got it made but your brother never did work as hard no exceptions for the working classes no religion for the upper crust all expense paid trip to nowhere compliments of the wealth you trust paid in full obsession is the demon that desire creates when you can't choose between the need and the want and you already got a wife that you never see and a baby you keep at the club another year and you'll be back on your feet after you pay for all the bets that you lost and there is one more little number you wanna hit but the pay off won't cover the cost (repeat chorus) farther and farther away from the place where you start pinpoint a weakness and take every symptom to heart never keep secrets and try not to be late for (work) all demons live in the details hunters follow the entrails all demons live in the details hunters follow the entrails and hunt
2.
these are the dark ages an empire lies here under the rocks I've seen scarred faces that have bled and cried out who has enough patience to wait for something better to come I know that I am not the one who knows a face you can trust don't talk crazy don't give me the news in my city yetI got plenty to read the morning paper's enough but who makes the news and who breaks the news to an upright citizen somebody spare me the seen and show what's been done to help this is enough my head is clear satellite feeds move through the dark waking me up with the sun who believes enough in this world I do I know who believes to see that t.v. screens show half of what it's about read it on the ticker tape hear it on the airwaves all night who believes enough in this world save them all does it have to be as hard as this now it's all making sense our inside is dark outside to save inside you start outside but I can't save them (repeat chorus)
3.
Sea Legs 02:57
I bet you hide your face when you're walking all alone on the streets you love like a shipwreck lost in the fog before the wind came in another piece had come to shore such a beautiful wreck there's nothing beautiful any more I know they call your name but I would never tell a soul too many pitiful lives are made fiction after they're gone if you could draw me in then i could show you where to go far away from the rocks and the clouds and the rain and all the things that you can't control I had to enter the storm it knew from where I had come these eyes had seen it before no one should travel alone I'm not lost in the fog I'm just a wreck in the sea I wouldn't trade for it all I'm not lost in the fog I'm not lost
4.
the only part that you don't seem to get is the true one why can't you understand when it comes to love my heart is the desert and yours is the sun let it dry and crack my skin until the blood runs and I can see them standing above you holding on to the stones ready to be thrown without good conscience we have no marrow nothing deep in our bones no good touch the earth maybe you're too far from the ground like an angel or maybe something else when it came to us your words were the ashes and I was the dust and now scatter them around with patience you kept it all for yourself a feast made for thousands I watched as your belly swelled filled with what you stole fire is the devil's defense now I know were you right was it worth it to know were you right wrong right to think about yourself (repeat chorus)
5.
some people know their place in life and if you don't know yours I guess your lost with rest no substance and no real answers to find a broken back or a broken mind don't think you're gonna make it alright cause you got student loans and you ain't sleepin' at night no classroom in the world can help you survive there's no degree for your real life inside our minds some guys are just too cool for school inside our minds we can't afford to work anymore no man should spend his whole life inside the skin pales the fire goes out in his eyes and weakness consumes his body and mind that's quite a price for a nine to five no paycheck means no money to spend no blowin' cash on things that make you stay up all night and that might keep you alive another day or two another day in your simple life (repeat chorus) innocent child innocence stays at home wake up child it's time to go wake up awake
6.
another winter and it's colder than hell but it's alright it's only heat that I can feel inside I see the warmth of wandering eyes and they seem to move me around I need to see the gray up above me a dark sky can pull me up to the top and give me back what summer has claimed and then repeat the process you wanna stand by yourself if you can break the braces you think that you could climb any mountain the bravery that you possess is a fraud and if you make it back from the top you need the world to notice you struggle for a casual life but you don't got the bloody guts to make it real life has a rhythm and you're just not keepin' the time the final bell will be ringin' out it seems you are a child among them I feel you're given way more than you deserve but who am I to fault the design of such a seasonal interest expect a side effect for being like expect the emptiness for being like expect a side effect for being like them were shadows one were shadows all and all too much dark we don't exist at all were shadows one were shadows all and all too much light we don't exist at all another winter and it's colder than hell but it's alright it's only heat that I can feel inside I see the warmth of wandering eyes and they seem to move me around I need to see the gray up above me a dark sky can pull me back to the top and if you say that this is the end then it is
7.
you talk much more than you realize you have friends in too many places just a mistress kept in the city for sex and progress the gods of modern men it's a lust that no ring can satisfy only money in the right places just a drink or two left to finish for sex and progress the toast of modern men we don't want it see if we care we don't want it sex and progress you leave it all again each kiss I face makes me think about how it's cold inside this arrangement her lips are moving between the lines then soft and sickly she leans in close to me it's a thousand whispers from a thousand tongues if turnin' tricks is your life's true calling then turn them hard and tight no faint attempt will win you the prize when your youth is squandered your heart will still remain you picture love in a physical as a cool new game to play without a mask you run through the night just sweet distraction in this hopeless life we live you talk much more than you realize you have friends in too many places no miracles left to fabricate for sex and progress the gods of modern men what good can come from the faces of weak men with no heart to heal leave now and save what is left of your innocence is gone too soon again (repeat chorus)
8.
your mouth perfect in design vessel of impurity embodiment of lies running from the kiss that poisoned me inside desire breeds a recklessness in me despite the pain I put my hand back in the fire you taken from the flesh if the wound can never heal I will bleed to death mud and rib aside a bond for us was born a seed from which deception grew into it's present form still I try breathe in deep to catch your breath how much love can two hearts beat to death God why do I succumb to this mortal flesh I know what love becomes because of this that I can see that man will not survive pull me to the ground put me in the soil back from where I came within a warm embrace now I can see that man will not survive
9.
I see the colored lights and they hypnotize fallen stones throw 'em away down in a hole deep in a well and does the shadow encompass not only that but the picture of faith all that's good in your hearts in your minds deep inside i want to kneel beside them to the colored lights I'm so afraid of the darkness that I can't sleep I search and search for peace and for help but I know I will face it alone and for all passionate sons who live for their dreams and just long to sleep obscure and wide the silence tells us things that we know just couldn't be true I want to sleep in the silence of the colored lights protect yourself from the colored lights
10.
Diet Smoke 03:10
eight days and a lonely heart no face locked in this you've got time to find a lover eight legs lonely heart your tricks don't make sense they burn like a matchstick your tricks don't make sense they just burn (repeat) if you offer your soft secret I can't alter my own demons there's no way to lose again if there is faith in healing

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Four Omaha-based horsemen of the rock apocalypse. Two of them expatriates of Iowa. One, an export from Kansas. A Midwestern convergence. Acataclysmic event–a tornadic force prepared to rip your roof clean off. Add the recording of Matt Bayles, engineer and producer of Isis, Mastodon, Minus The Bear, et al. Heavy Hands is like a stew, a bubbling cauldron of secret ingredients, spiced with just a teensy dash of Motorhead, maybe a quarter-teaspoon of Jesus Lizard in the rhythm section, a pinch of something reminiscent of Drive Like Jehu in the leads. Not only does this clearly smell like rock, but it is also a sensorial aphrodisiac. A stew so potent it transports you mystically to the origin of the species. To its primal beginnings. The pounding drums, the slippery sensation of voice sliding against strings – you can’t help but want to pour it all over you.

Be baptized in the broth. The rock broth. Tea-bag it. Tea-bag the broth of rock.

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released September 26, 2006

2006 Saddle Creek

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