1. THE RED & THE BLACK

Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme
Get their man, in the end

It's all right (x4)
Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right
It's all right (x4)
Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right
C'mon little husky

Frontenac Chateau baby
I'll cross the frontier at ten
Got a whip in my hand baby
And a girl or a husky at leather's end

It's all right (x4)
Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right
It's all right (x4)
Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right

Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice
Make a dash for freedom baby don't skate on polar ice
It's too think to be sliced by the light
Of long and white polar nights

It's all right (x4)
Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right
It's all right (x4)
Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right


2. O.D.'D ON LIFE ITSELF

How could I fool you, rest and assure you
Take you off from here and put you on the line
Your back's to the pistol, iron bullets whistle
Landscapes open and the world it's mine, it's still mine

OD'd on life, life itself (x2)

Writings appear on the wall
Curtains part and landscapes fall
It's the writings done in blood
Like a mummy's inscription
And a bat wing tongue

Well then the mouth of the cave
Will open up wide, wide as the world
That's mine, mine, still mine

So don't you fear the trade in lives
Life loves force and force loves lives
This wedding in heaven was made up in hell
This victim as bride and life, life itself

OD'd on life, life itself


3. HOT RAILS TO HELL

Riding the underground, swimming in sweat
A rumble above and below, hey cop don't you know?
The heat's on alright
The hot summer day didn't quit for the night

1277 express to heaven, speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven, rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in it's spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out

Blackened out eyes, scratched on a wall
Stoned out looks from the crowd, the king will not know
On the wall it was said
The flash of his cards was sprayed with red

1277 express to heaven, speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven, rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in it's spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out


4. 7 SCEAMING DIZ-BUSTERS

They held their heads with laughs of pain
They learned from men who'd just refrain
From glancing at a mirror's face
Seven screaming diz-busters who lurked by a rose
Had iron for a bloodstream and ice behind their eyes

On each and all those holy nights
Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light

They're long so long this time of year
When stars be crossed by twirling fear
You don't suppose I'd prove surprised
Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die
Without the warmth they learn to crave
With hardened smiles and evil signs

On each and all those holy nights
Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light

Bury me near the secret cove so they'll not know the way
Bury me there, behind the rose so they'll not rile my grave
I'll not reveal whose name still loose
Well their laugh of pain...And their harder smiles...
And their rigid arms...And their evil signs...
Longer days and the longer nights
And their longer, and longer still

On each and all those holy nights
Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light


5. BABY ICE DOG

I had this bitch you see, she made lies to me
Her deceit, oh, it gave me a chill
But I found out now, that baby that baby ice dog

She said, we would wed in Mongolian country
Lilies shoot free, but she was snowing me
In the mountains, oh, her intent was all too clear

It was quite a sin, how the ice caved in
I was numb, I could not assist
Baby ice went down through cold cold cold ground
I said baby, that's the breaks

Leading me around like broke down hound dog
Crossing me once too often
Now she's bound for a lower station
She crossed me once too often
And now the ladies all fear this Mongolian man
With ice down his face you know I could get them involved
In unnatural acts with the aid of my cold cold stare

They'd like to make it with my big black dog
But they just don't know how to ask
You know they'd like to try anything that comes into your mind
Oh freeze on freeze on freeze on bone to bone


6. WINGS WETTED DOWN

Flights of black horseman soar over churches
Pursued by an army of birds in the rain
None of them can see the clouds, the polished wings don't care
Animal ways through the hazy dreams full of pain

Wings wetted down, stumbling on the ground
It all turns around, in the end
The voices sound deadly, sometimes I hear
Echoes of empires, spread throughout the sky

Wings wetted down, stumbling on the ground
It all turns around, in the end

Flights of black horseman soar over churches
Pursued by an army of birds in the rain
Wings wetted down, stumbling on the ground
It all turns around, in the end


7. TEEN ARCHER

She got less than you or I, she got less than me
She got less than you or I, she got less than me
She get, she get tired, she gets tired

She got more than you or I, she got more than me
She got more than you or I, she got more than me
She get, she get wild, she gets wild

Balling all night balling all day, she won't ball on me Balling all night balling all day, she won't ball on me
She will, she will die, she will die, she don't care

Crying all night, crying all day, she will cry for me
Crying all night, crying all day, she will cry for me
She will, she will smile, she will smile
She will die, she will die, she don't care


8. MISTRESS OF THE SALMON SALT (QUICKLIME GIRL)

Down in the garden district
Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

In the fall when plants return
By harvest time, she knows the score
Ripe and ready to the eye
But rotten somehow to the core

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, or harvest of death
One body of life, one body of death
And when you've gone and choked to death
With laughter and a little step
I'll prepare the quicklime, friend
For your ripe and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares subside
And the planting's almost done
And fertile graves, it seems, exist
Within a mile of that duke's joint
Where coast guard crews still take their leave
Lying listless in the sun
And the quick lime girl still plies her trade
The reduction of the many from the one

And they call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, a harvest of death
Resumes it's course each day
Because it exists by schedule
A harvest to live,
And those that crawl, and those that chirp
And next life's swans that seem to turn


9. CITIES ON FLAME WITH ROCK AND ROLL

My heart is black, and my lips are cold
Cities on flame with rock and roll
Three thousand guitars they seem to cry
My ears will melt, and then my eyes

Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll
Cities on flame now, with rock and roll

Gardens of nocturne, forbidden delights
Reins of steel, and it's alright
Cities on flame, with rock and roll
Marshal will buoy, but Fender control

Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll
Cities on flame now, with rock and roll

My heart is black, and my lips are cold
Cities on flame with rock and roll
Three thousand guitars they seem to cry
My ears will melt, and then my eyes

Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll
Cities on flame now, with rock and roll


10. BUCK'S BOOGIE

(Instrumental)


11. 7 SCREAMING DIZ-BUSTERS

They held their heads with laughs of pain
They learned from men who'd just refrain
From glancing at a mirror's face
Seven screaming diz-busters who lurked by a rose
Had iron for a bloodstream and ice behind their eyes

On each and all those holy nights
Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light

They're long so long this time of year
When stars be crossed by twirling fear
You don't suppose I'd prove surprised
Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die
Without the warmth they learn to crave
With hardened smiles and evil signs

On each and all those holy nights
Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light

Bury me near the secret cove so they'll not know the way
Bury me there, behind the rose so they'll not rile my grave
I'll not reveal whose name still loose
Well their laugh of pain...And their harder smiles...
And their rigid arms...And their evil signs...
Longer days and the longer nights
And their longer, and longer still

On each and all those holy nights
Where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light


12. O.D.'D ON LIFE ITSELF

How could I fool you, rest and assure you
Take you off from here and put you on the line
Your back's to the pistol, iron bullets whistle
Landscapes open and the world it's mine, it's still mine

OD'd on life, life itself (x2)

Writings appear on the wall
Curtains part and landscapes fall
It's the writings done in blood
Like a mummy's inscription
And a bat wing tongue

Well then the mouth of the cave
Will open up wide, wide as the world
That's mine, mine, still mine

So don't you fear the trade in lives
Life loves force and force loves lives
This wedding in heaven was made up in hell
This victim as bride and life, life itself

OD'd on life, life itself