1. |
Make Things Right
04:12
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Well I don't know what I've got to offer anymore
Take apart my heart, tell you don't know what I'm looking for
Up into my brain where there's nothing left for me
Wasted all my time on this impossible dream
All these faces are staring back at me
It's so hard to get along in this world of variety
The stars aren't aligning with the gypsy Carolina
You're going through hell, at best it's just bad timing
But there aint no way to make things right
We fight and we fight and we always lose sight
The moon aint glowing, I got to keep going
I'm going through hell with you tonight
So stomp your feet and sip your wine
C'mon breathe in deep, c'mon you've got to burn like the sunshine
I know it's all been done before, I know it's all been sung
Might as well raise some hell and have ourselves a little fun
I can see your silhouette as you walk away from me
This poetry I have for you, inside it's killing me
I'm a long way from home and the rustling trees
The ember in your eyes is burning all my fallen leaves
But there aint no way to make things right
We fight and we fight and we always loose sight
The moon aint glowing, I got to keep going
I'm going through hell with you tonight
My thoughts are as shady as a tree under the ground
Got my ticket outta here, yea I'm no where to be found
I aint changing my style, aint letting go of my way
I'm better than I was before if I was born yesterday
Time lays a mask upon the worlds pretty face
Layered with the attributes of feeling so outta place
Digging from the ground I sing a song up to the night
It's so beautiful to be alive, I don't know how to make it right
And I don't know how to make things right
We fight and we fight and we always loose sight
The moon aint glowing, I've got to keep going
I'm going through hell with you tonight
And there aint no way to make things right
We fight and we fight and we always loose sight
The moon aint glowing, I've got to keep going
I'm going through hell with you tonight
I'm going through hell with you tonight
I'm going through hell with you tonight
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All Lyrics by Muddy Ruckus, 2016
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2. |
Hold On
04:31
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Burnin rubber on the tracks
Up to no good's where it's at
You're face down in the ditch you choose to dig
Tryin hard to change your tune
Cause no one wants to play with you
You would cry but now your heart just aint that big
It's a damn tragedy
It's a vibrant memory
Stick to the end, you'll get there just the same
Cause it grew up nice and tall
Kicked the door and punched the wall
of the ceiling fell that never would remain
Hold on, baby hold on, hold on baby hold on
La da da da da da da, hold on, baby hold on
All these images and things
That we were taught to be
Ridiculous rules to obey
And to filter every move
and put a label on our souls
As if your life has just been waiting for this day
And really it's a joke
The way we feel around each other
Like a shovel for the bullshit all damn day
All my life, all my life
Every day and every night
In the end I'm gonna burn into the grave
Hold on, baby hold on, hold on baby hold on
La da da da da da da, hold on, baby hold on
Hold on, baby hold on, hold on baby hold on
La da da da da da da, hold on, baby hold on
Like a vine, we climb the wall
Built from our debris
All's been saved but now must fall
For something stirs beneath
Twist and curl and clamber up
The pyre shrouded by wings of
Dried out law and truth we've never known
All my life it's been chasing me
Cheating and a gambling
Pushing every one of you away
But when the flowers all die
Flip em round and let em dry
Skeleton of old still remains
You were built so you could handle
All the lies and all the scandals
But the truth that you uncovered in the shade
It was written, it was done
It was cast out in the sun
Of the ceiling fell that never could remain
Hold on, baby hold on, hold on baby hold on
La da da da da da da, hold on, baby hold on
Hold on, baby hold on, hold on baby hold on
La da da da da da da, hold on, baby hold on
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All lyrics by Muddy Ruckus, 2016
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3. |
Die For You
04:32
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The storm is raging on a dead end street
The jumper cable moon won't let us sleep
On the back porch, it's three a.m.
Candle light warms my hands.
Kicking dust, cobble stones, falling like rain
And the ghost in the rearview mirror brings nothing but pain
Wandering minds settling down, wondering my eyes moving around
Catch myself once again
*If i'm lucky and the morning let me in
Aint no lover in the world with a hole in their hand
That won't die for you, because it feels good to them
Gonna crumble on down to you, poke through your skin
In your bloodstream, swim with you
So if I were you, I'd turn the outside in
If I'm lucky and the morning let me in
Aint no lover in the world with a hole in their hand
That won't die for you. **
These siren claws cut deep and they moan like a motor
Etched a scar on the back of your heart on a dead end street.
Your injuries, lick em down, stomp your feet come tumbling around
Catch myself once again
**
Try to understand, try to understand at all
With a foot in your mouth and a fist through the wall
Had a lovers quarrel on a dusty road
On the railroad, take me down to Mexico
Gonna jump in the river, gonna run through the woods
This lowdown living never did me no good
They'll be playing all the blues on the radio lines
Just another old song to help waste your time.
The back beat on the street gets balled up in your heart
And the southern breeze cleans out your dreams
And turns teardrops into art.
You smell the storm coming in, that weather vane turns in your head
Liighting bolts sleep in your bed.
* ** * ** * **
Lyrics and music by Muddy Ruckus, 2016
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4. |
The Stone
05:00
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They build the wind and the rain, branded in curse
That froze times blood in stone
Incasted in Cain, safe guard by our queen bee
The Truth can be crippling and cold
But let us be grateful, for without the faithful
That's punished for insurrecting the Gods
Of fire and doom, curses hide the sweet truth
Forbidden fruit within the vines
Trying to find my home feels like drawing blood from a stone
Trying to overcome, what can never be undone
Oh don't ever say never
They build those castles on high, granted we'll all die one day
But I would not worry, my poor self to sleep
I don't want to move on, I don't want to be strong, just let me be
I look forward not to live through memoris
Resistance defined by the dawning of pride
Scarred your resentment in stone
Resigned from salvation, we kindle foundation
And watch over ramparts through the vines
Trying to find my home feels like drawing blood from a stone
Trying to overcome, what can never be undone
Oh don't ever say never, don't ever say never, don't ever say never
But let us be grateful, for without the faithful
That's punished for insurrecting the Gods
Of fire and doom, curses hide the sweet truth
Forbidden fruit within the vines
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All lyrics by Muddy Ruckus, 2016
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5. |
The Roof
03:35
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I put myself up against the wall
got no one to tell me that I'm doing wrong
I gotta keep a steady eye on the hands of a severed man
my thoughts turned black and the sky was grey
the day I walked out of this place
down and out without a care in the world
or roof over my head
Roof over my head
roof over my head
down and out without a care in the world
or roof over my head
let it crumble down to the ground
the sky will shelter me from the sound
down and out without a care in the world
or roof over my head
Up this pretty little ladder I will climb
and when I get down I'm gonna take my time
the moon is high but I can't rely
on her light alone
the road is narrow and the day is long
a bitter sweet heart from a singing my song
down and out without a care in the world
or roof over my head
Roof over my head
roof over my head
down and out without a care in the world
or roof over my head
let it crumble down to the ground
the sky will shelter me from the sound
down and out without a care in the world
or roof over my head
Just like a stumbler turn me out
a burning ember in the sound
It was lost and never found
salvations buried in the sound
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All lyrics by Muddy Ruckus, 2016
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6. |
Farfetched
04:09
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I've been broken, I've been lost,i've been stolen from my thoughts
And the magic sits inside sleeping eyes that open wide
Through the thicket of my mind, burning bridges, broken lines
And the shadows of the past meet the ghost of ever last
Through the ravished moon light the end of the road
I'll embrace the burning sun as my soul grows old
Gonna chase down my hopeless and burn madly till I die
Mama captivates the crowd with intentions oh so loud
That she wants to be so good to the ones she never could
And you do the best you can though you can't please every man
And you fall into the spell thinking life on earth is hell
And the forests in your mind getting cut down all the time
And the seeds grow under ground where the devil can be found
But I forgave him and moved on to burn madly till I die
I'm gonna chase the farfetched lines, the unbearable designs
And the irritating wrath of the impossible path
I know it seems absurd but I can't hear any words
When you tell me that can't be the one I know I am
And the blue birds in the sky asking you to come and fly
I am free and I have chose to leave the shadows of the ghost
Chase down my hopeless and burn madly till I die
I've been broken, I've been lost,i've been stolen from my thoughts
And the magic sits inside sleeping eyes that open wide
Through the thicket of my mind, burning bridges, broken lines
And the shadows of the past meet the ghost of ever last
Through the ravished moon light the end of the road
I'll embrace the burning sun as my soul grows old
Gonna chase down my hopeless and burn madly till I die
And the blue birds in the sky asking you to come and fly
I am free and I have chose to leave the shadows of the ghost
Chase down my hopeless and burn madly till I die
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7. |
Goodness Knows
03:52
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Well I almost lost my soul
just about a year ago
fucked me up real bad
it was the lowdown of my lows
and I let my negativity
cultivate inside my head
smoked so much on the wheel
I'm surprised that aint dead
But I'm not gonna let it go down this ol way
I'm gonna board my soul on a plane and fly to Spain
And when I get back pretty mama, i'm gonna have some news for you
I'm a better man than you think I am and this giving up aint no use
Well you say your stupid for fucking up
and your apology is your follow up
well congratulations and good for you
did it make you feel better to cheapen the blues
I don't mean to be cold, cant help to agree
your nothing but a low down philistine
and I'm looking in the mirror through blind sight
as you stand behind me with dry eyes
But I'm not gonna let it go down this ol way
I'm gonna board my soul on a plane and fly to Spain
And when I get back pretty mama, i'm gonna have some news for you
I'm a better man than you think I am and this giving up aint no use
Goodness knows at the end of the day
What you do when your alone and how you hide your shame
And goodness knows when your asleep and your awake
How hard you tried to close your eyes for goodness sake
Well it is what it is when you hurt yourself
but when you hurt another creature thats something else
you might be taller than your papa and stronger than your brother
but no one is scared of you
yea that big tuff attitude that you have
will be squashed like a roach by the heavenly hand
I got no more time to be angry at you
and all those fucked up things you continue to do
But I'm not gonna let it go down this ol way
I'm gonna board my soul on a plane and fly to Spain
And when I get back pretty mama, i'm gonna have some news for you
I'm a better man than you think I am and this giving up aint no use
Goodness knows at the end of the day
What you do when your alone and how you hide your shame
And goodness knows when your asleep and your awake
How hard you tried to close your eyes for goodness sake
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8. |
Pretty Bones
04:04
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Well I been broke down on the road
Without you by my side
I've been choking on the blues
And those feelings just aint right
When the morning comes around
And those windows shed a light
It's the same thing everyday
I just want you by my side
Well my engine's running rough
And my wheels shedding skin
Locked myself out of your heart
No spare key to let me in
When the night comes trickling down
And those spirits bustle in
It's the same thing every night
I want you to come back in
Come back in
Pretty mama
Come back in to my life
Come back in pretty mama
Come back in deep inside
Deep inside the house of love
I can't live here all alone
Come back in pretty mama
And rest your pretty bones
Well you're tough as a leather bull
And wild as the night
But my soul is incomplete
When those lonesome times arise
They may say with wise words
Its the best time to analyze
But my thoughts are trickling back
From my worried mind
And I will walk this ancient land
and I'll maybe I'll find you
till the day I turn to dust
I always burn for you
It's a curse, it's the worst
All the love I have for you
Till you come back pretty mama
All these blues are coming true
Yea come back in
Pretty mama
Come back in to my life
Come back in pretty mama
Come back in deep inside
Deep inside the house of love
I can't live here all alone
Come back in pretty mama
And rest your pretty bones
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9. |
Hard Stuff
05:15
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Living off crossed fingers and diving off hope
Tipping off of the curses, that fall from my mouth
But I know it aint good to be this way
These demons I've yet to push away
There's not a chance in hell that I could leave this place
Without changing direction, on my back it stays
But I know it aint good to be this way
These demons I've yet to push away
Push away those demons but they fly back in me
And my wings are burning like a broke down engine
Had an angel sinner, getting drunk because I miss her
Time to move on to the hard stuff
Give me that old good fight, I'm gonna dance all night
Put a rhythm to it, raise the dead right through it
Had an angel sinner, now I'm drunk because I miss her
Time to move on to the hard stuff
Throw me out into the water, watch me swim out to sea
You said you need to get rid of some things
Why don't you start with me
I know it aint good to be this way
these demons I've yet to push away
Push away those demons but they fly back in me
And my wings are burning like a broke down engine
Had an angel sinner, getting drunk because I miss her
Time to move on to the hard stuff
Give me that old good fight, I'm gonna dance all night
Put a rhythm to it, raise the dead right through it
Had an angel sinner, now I'm drunk because I miss her
Time to move on to the hard stuff
Gimme that moonshine let me dance in the old time
Gimme that moonshine let me burn in the sunlight
Gimme that moonshine let me dance in the old time
Gimme that moonshine let me burn in the sunlight
Push away those demons but they fly back in me
And my wings are burning like a broke down engine
Had an angel sinner, getting drunk because I miss her
Time to move on to the hard stuff
Give me that old good fight, I'm gonna dance all night
Put a rhythm to it, raise the dead right through it
Had an angel sinner, now I'm drunk because I miss her
It's hard to move on to the hard stuff
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10. |
The Wind
04:05
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If it wasn't for the wind i'd be expired
Not that i'm alive by any means
Drifting dogs don't lay dead as a doornail in the clay
But if it wasn't for the wind i'd probably stay
Oh my itchy feet are rambling once again
Time it travels far on troubles wing
We learn to understand vacant numbers in our plans
Faded map and tattered feather
And I don't know what's going on my friend
I hardly know myself outside this window that I'm in
It takes a lot of courage, some I wish I never had
The clocks clicking heavy like a curse
But without your ghost haunting me I swear it would be worse
There's an echo in my mind, silent footsteps fall behind
But if it wasn't for the sound, I'd be lost
And I don't know if you can see my friend
Down the road you can barely tell, just what may be coming
I can hear it pounding like an aching in my head
Like a freight train rolling on down the tracks
Howling where the hells my friend
Times traveling heavy on my mind
And the magnets in your hair are getting tangled in the line
And the river won't give no matter how the wind blows
Sometimes it's best to leave it all alone
I gotta get myself outside of town
I can't wait another day, i'm gonna tear my insides out
There's a howlin wind a callin and an aching in my bones
But when I pass by your river I shall weep
***
All lyrics by Muddy Ruckus, 2016.
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11. |
Last Call
03:30
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All down but nine
With a heartbreak hotel
At sea with the world
Is going to hell
But the need to survive steal into the night
And the desperation makes you lose your mind
Last call, last call
To the angels above
Oh what a fool i've become
It's a low mans drone
Heard through out the land
It's a devils wing cast it's shape on the man
Foolish living and obscure circumstance
The stranger knows this will never last
Last call, last call
To the angels above
Oh what a fool i've become
On the night of the the bliss
Stole away with a kiss
And your purity burns
In the clench of your fist
This ghost now weeps for a reckless fools told
A story that a desperate man wrote all alone
Last call, last call to the angels above
Oh what a fool I've become
And oh what a fool
Oh what a fool
Stuck again like glue
Got you bouncing off my blues
And oh what a fool
Oh what a fool
Rolling down the tracks
Got you stuck again like glue
Oh what a fool, oh what a fool
Rolling down the tracks, burning rubber without you
All down but nine
With heartbreak hotel
At sea with the world
Is going to hell
But the need to survive steal into the night
And desperation makes you lose your mind
Last call, last call
To the angels above
Oh what a fool i've become
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Muddy Ruckus Portland, Maine
Muddy Ruckus is a “darkly inventive" rock duo according to the New York Music Daily. Guitarist Ryan Flaherty and drummer Erika Stahl of Portland, Maine play a grungy style of railroad indie punk blues. This stripped-down power-duo blends rootsy guitar and edgy percussion on a suitcase drum kit, and is known for a full rock band sound. Check out their latest album Vacationland w/ 14 red-hot tracks! ... more
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