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Devil's Harvest EP

by Bigger Better Bombs

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1.
Teenagers in Leather Jackets 02:56
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Life turned out like a fucking joke Drink it down or put it up your nose Real beat, low down and broke Roll it right up and have yourself a smoke Messed up, yeah but I’m all right Make my leather strong and make my denim tight Worn down, yeah but I’m all right Light-blue denim, leather black as night Well all right, well all right Well okay, well okay What’s that ungodly racket Teenagers in leather jackets What’s that unholy noise Degenerated leather boys Life tends to really kick your ass Cut up a sheet and drop a quarter tab This sure ain’t a barrel of laughs Stick your goddamn morals, I’ve had enough of that Messed up, yeah but I’m okay I’ll never care about nothing that you’ve got to say Worn down, yeah but I’m okay You never make no sense to me anyway Well okay, well okay Well all right, well all right
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Safe in Hell 02:36
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Fueled up on God knows what It ain’t a lot but it’s all I’ve got Strung out on I don’t know what High on pot in the parking lot Turned me into a monster man Spent my life span with a dumb deadpan Transformed into a monster man Stuck to the plan, got a lifetime ban Fueled up, strung out, but I’ll be safe in hell Locked up, chained down, but I’ll be safe in hell Messed up, real gone, but I’ll be safe in hell Safe in hell, safe in hell Locked up in my own head Seeing red, drained and bled A lifetime stretch inside my head Turned tail and fled, then straight to bed Real gone, real stupid dumb Ain’t no fun, my whole body’s numb Messed up, too goddamn dumb Brain turned to chum, I’m nothing but scum
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Wild Boys of the Road 02:29
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Eyes bloodshot when the sun pokes through What’re we going to do, I got no clue I’m so fed up yeah, how about you How about you This city’s bust, this country’s done It feels like years since we hade some fun Nothing left to do but go on the run Nothing left to do I don’t want to be stuck in this podunk town Nothing left to do here, I’m just hanging around Going to get up and run my feet right into the ground Won’t stop or look back, just go Like some wild boys of the road We’ve got to go, there’s no time to mourn I’m going to run until i’m weary and worn Until my dungarees are ripped and torn We’ve got to go I’m so fed up about feeling low Nothing left here but misery and woe It’s been so long that it’s all that I know Nothing left here
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Devil's Harvest 02:56
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I smoke of the Devil’s harvest Red smoke, green deadly flames My mind’s corrupt with darkness Bloodlust, uncontrollable rage I smoke these herbs of evil My mind’s a hollow shell Body’s strong, but mind is feeble Smoke from the depths of hell Oh the Devil’s harvest It eats away my brain Oh the Devil’s harvest Hard to tell if I’m even sane Oh the Devil’s harvest Goddamn, I’m back at it again Oh the Devil’s harvest I smoke of the Devil’s harvest Grind up this heinous bud I am consumed by darkness Dry mouth quenched with human blood

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released February 5, 2017

Recorded in Högsbo on January 14 2017 by Sebastian Jannesson, who also mixed the songs on a later occasion.

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