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ghost dance
02:42
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the west has come with a thousand guns
use my bones to beat your drum
the west has come with a thousand guns
i'll use their bones to bang my drum
a ghost dance
is it a bad dream?
take my temperature, take my temperature, take my temperature no
i see smoke above the trees
set my wife's spirit free, baby no
bleed me dry at wounded knee
set my son's spirit free, baby no
a ghost dance
is it a bad dream?
take my temperature, take my temperature, take my temperature no
the frontier ain't got no pity, "red man" you sign this treaty in blood
big sky take my heart (x2)
a ghost dance
is this a bad dream?
take my temperature, take my temperature, take my temperature no
the frontier ain't got no pity, "red man" you sign this treaty in blood
big sky take my heart (x4)
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mexican beer/winter suns
03:55
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shadows, stay close to me
pianos, played hauntingly
i've got mexican beer
they were smoking a joint
a japanese basket
full of canadian coins
come on, where did you go?
shake off, oh no no, you were too slow
i've got mexican beer
they were smoking a joint
a japanese basket
full of canadian coins
millionaires, caught unaware
throw them on the fire
and your eyes, are winter suns
the light gives me no warmth
millionaires, caught unaware
throw them on the fire
and your eyes, are winter suns
the light gives me no warmth
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8-bit crEEps Chicago, Illinois
A psych-wave quartet in a polygamist marriage with new-wave synths, fuzzed out guitars and big beats. New sounds from old circuits, for your daily bread and circus.
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