Lords of Dead World (Live) - Tribal Scream

Right outside this lazy summer home You ain't got time to call your soul a critic no Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters Wings a mile long just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenins and songs of its own There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings The heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own

Up on the Blue Ridge Mountain, there I'll take my stand Up on the Blue Ridge Mountain, there I'll take my stand Rifle on my shoulder, 6 shooter in my hand Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door Before I have to walk on in with my old 44 Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world Mama and Papa, little sister makes 3 Mama and Papa, little sister makes 3 They're comin' in the mornin', that's the last you'll see of me Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone I wouldn't mind you hangin', boys, but you wait in jail so long Lord, I've been all around this world Up on the Blue Ridge Mountain, there I'll take my stand Up on the Blue Ridge Mountain, there I'll take my stand A rifle on my shoulder, 6 shooter in my hand Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world

Mississippi river, so big and wide A blond haired woman on the other side Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world I worked all summer, spring and fall A blond haired woman the cause of it all Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world I saw her in Dallas and El Paso Said come back baby, I need you so Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world Mississippi river, so big and wide A blond haired woman on the other side Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world

We scaled the face of reason To find at least one sign That could reveal the true dimensions Of life lest we forget And maybe it's easier to withdraw from life With all of it's misery and wretched lies Away from harm We lay by cool still waters And gazed into the sun And like the moth's great imperfection Succumbed to her fatal charm Any maybe it's me who dreams unrequited love The victim of fools who watch and stand in line Away from harm In our vain pursuit of life for one's own end Will this crooked path ever cease to end

I speak the truth, I dare not tell a lie One child is in fits, the other child dies Now the yellow bird sits upon her finger The yellow bird a specter lost to linger God hates the Lords of Salem No can ever save them God hates the Lords of Salem No one can destroy them Do you think they suffered up on Gallows Hill? Burn me and hang me and I always will Tumble like a swine, a victim of the fury Glory to the saint, before you start to bury God hates the Lords of Salem No can ever save them God hates the Lords of Salem No one can destroy them God hates the Lords of Salem No can ever save them God hates the Lords of Salem No one can destroy them