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Prophecy Blues

by Reverend Moon

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1.
Poorman Thief 02:43
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Richman, poorman, beggarman thief No one knows where to get relief An ounce of pleasure buys a pound of grief And Dolly's in bed with the police chief Church got a van full of belief And Mama finds solace in the burning leaf Burn an acre for a pound of beef And the Ship of State is caught on the reef Poorman, beggarman, richman, Death Everyone breathes one final breath Baby Jane's high on crystal meth and made a bong from the skull of Queen Elizabeth Can't find Jesus 'cause he's gone out west And he ain't comin' back until we pass the test The jury's rigged and the judge confessed There's a cuckoo in the President's nest Beggarman, richman, poorman, cop The man with a gun comes out on top With a boom, boom, boom and a pop, pop, pop The crying starts when the shooting stops Call the police if you feel you must Well there ain't no authority you can trust Coughing up lead and asbestos dust Bake it in pie for the upper crust Richman, poorman, beggarman, child Going south since the west was wild Like his women young and burritos mild Spent another night out on the tiles Found him in bed with Baby Jane Rode him out of town on a cattle train Branded his cock with the mark of Cain He'll be back with the summer rains Poorman, beggarman, richman, God He blessed everybody's piece of sod Accuse each other of holy fraud Like back in the days with old Nimrod Keep building towers and electric stairs They're all empty but no one cares Judge a man by what he wears Bring back the noose and electric chairs Richman, poorman, beggarman thief No one knows where to get relief
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The Lonesome Death of Rosie Brown 03:36
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I wasn't there the day Jackie Brown Rolled down the hill and into town Not even a pail to fetch his water And he met Jill, the mountie's daughter There's many versions of the tale they tell How he ended up in that jail cell Robbed a band or a liquor store Stabbed a dealer while trying to score Mugged a priest and shot him dead Or seduced young Jill when his skin was red Two details are the same every time There's no record of his crime Thrown in jail without being booked Somehow the paperwork got overlooked The other thing that doesn't change No matter how the stories range When the church rang its morning bell They found Jackie hanging in his cell Must've been the guilt over whatever he'd done This weren't no frame-up job with a thrown-down gun It weren't the mountie who'd choked out his breath Had an alibi for the time of death At home with Jill while Jackie swung dead At least that's what the constable said Everybody knows, everybody says Would never have happened if Jackie stayed on the rez So why did Jackie roll down the hill? His sister was missing, probably killed Posted her picture all over town And a girl named Jill thought she'd seen her around Saw her get in a car with a man Jill knew With a badge of gold and a vest of blue Six months ago, or maybe more No one notices one less squaw whore Jill lead him to the station and showed him the man Who put his sister in the back of a Crown Vic sedan She waited outside until she heard the shouts Jackie walked in but he never walked out At dinner that night the mountie's daughter Passed the salt and asked her father What happened to the man who rolled into town Looking for the missing Rosie Brown He said it weren't no concern of hers And asking questions would only make it worse Everybody knows, everybody says Would never have happened if they'd stayed on the rez No one's talking, but everyone knows What happened to Jackie and his sister Rose
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How Will You Find Your Way? 01:26
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With nothing but candlelight How will you find your way? With nothing but candlelight How will you find your way? When the wind blows and takes your flame Ain't no one but yourself to blame With nothing but candlelight How will you find your way? No compass and no folding map How will you find your way? No compass and no folding map How will you find your way? When your tire blows and you got no spare Blame yourself for getting no where
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Ain't Got The Blues 03:01
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Put your money on a sure thing and every time you lose I feel for you, son but you ain't got the blues You can't go out dancing 'cause there's a rock in your shoes I get that you're hurtin' But you ain't got the blues On a bus bound for glory feels like someone's been loosening the screws But if they let you sit up front you ain't got the blues Your great grandpa got to keep his name and didn't die in a noose You might not have fame or fortune But you ain't got the blues Your children won't end up dead on the news You ain't got the blues When Smokey pulls you over you won't end up bruised You just gotta pay that ticket You ain't got the blues You lay your problems on the doorstep Of the blacks or the Muslims or the Jews I know you been disappointed But you ain't got the blues Just because you gotta pay your dues You ain't got the blues You can play the tune on the ones and twos But you ain't got the blues
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What's Comin' 02:33
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What'cha know about what's comin'? What'cha know about tomorrow? Do you hear the distant drummin'? Do you know the comin' sorrow? You can smell it on the breeze A brand new kind of weather The pheromones of dying bees Hot metal and burning leather And there's those who still believe A helping hand hides a butcher knife But they'll climb a pyramid of butchered babies for a chance at a better life What'cha know about what's comin'? What'cha know about tomorrow? Do you hear the distant drummin'? Do you know the comin' sorrow? There's enough to go around We could even feed the dead But half the world is overweight and the other half is underfed We're all in the same jalopy The tank is empty and the tire's flat You got the gas and I got the spare but we're stranded here 'cause neither will share What'cha know about what's comin'? What'cha know about tomorrow? Do you hear the distant drummin'? Do you know the comin' sorrow? In the land of oportunity Work hard and collect your due But not all of us together Each alone, the chosen few Everyone feels on the ropes Everybody feels the blues The game is rigged on false hope For every winner, a million lose What'cha know about what's comin'? What'cha know about tomorrow? Do you hear the distant drummin'? Do you know the comin' sorrow?
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Desolation Train 02:29
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It's the way the world ends Not with a whimper It's the way the world ends Not bang Not with Revelation psalms Not with atomic bombs Not with a boom boom boom Not with a klang klang klang But the desolation train keeps rattlin' along Two by two, men in blue Keep stirring the pot So one day your neighbor notices you got what he don't got Keep stirring the pot One day you notice your neighbor got what you don't got Keep stirring the pot The desolation train keeps rattlin' along It's the way the world ends With a rebel yell crying "More! More! More!" Everybody wants some I want some too The desolation train keeps rattlin' along Keep stirring the pot The desolation train keeps rattlin' along
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Behind The Barn 02:59
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I chased off the young man Who came by looking for you Wild flowers in his hand Still jeweled with the early mornin' dew Said he'd come to rescue you And take you far away from me You had a right to life and love Free from your father's tyranny Said I had no right to work you Like a mule under under the sun You told him I'd visit you by moonlight And all the awful things I'd done I laughed and told him he'd been fooled By those green eyes of yours You're not my daughter, you're my wife And you done this kinda thing before He coloured and pulled a .38 In the morning light the barrel glistened You'd told him I'd speak naught but lies And he and wasn't to listen I told him it happens every May and I really wish it weren't the truth But after the snows melt away You finds yourself another foolish youth That's about the time I smelt it The courage he'd taken from liquor I saw his finger shaking on the trigger He was quick, but I was quicker I chased off the young man Who came by early this morn Couldn't say what became of him But there's another mound behind the barn
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Remember The Redcoats 02:30
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Somebody hid the milk Somebody hid the honey 'Cause I can't buy a new car Ain't got no money They say the game's rigged Broken as a lame pig Ain't what I voted for Didn't vote to be poor Ain't like it used to be Like it was on TV When everybody got some If you didn't you bought some Now their ain't none Glen, get your shotgun! Remember the Redcoats Find us a scapegoat Came in on a slave boat Never should'a let 'em vote That's when it went down hill The soldiers all got killed We used to win at war We don't win 'em no more But keep on workin' hard Someday you'll get there Hasn't worked so far Someday I'll get my share They took it for the medicare They took it for the welfare Now I'm livin' on food stamps Put 'em in a death camp Build a wall, keep 'em out! Then I have no doubt I'll find my milk and honey then Finally get my money then They say if I work hard I'll get myself a fast car If you see me drive by Don't put your thumb up in the sky I ain't givin' you a lift No free ride, no gift Get there on your own steam Gotta be your own team 'Cause it's all been a big lie Mom never baked an apple pie Don't matter if you try So somebody gotta die! Find us a scapegoat Remember the Redcoats Find us a scapegoat Remember the Redcoats

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The prophetic blues of Reverend Moon.

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released November 16, 2016

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REV. MOON (Jakob Rehlinger) heralds secular prophecies of the coming ruination.

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