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Was the third horse in the fourth race
I saw those odds at 10 to 1
And I threw my money down

Playing with red leg money
Ain't no time to pick

We will find some horses true
Drive them through the night
Branches slap our faces red
And that won’t halt our flight
Crawl into a shelter near

I closed my eyes in bed just dreamt on
then hypnotized by stars just climb on
The moon says “hey pass me a gun”
I wore my hat of velvet salmon

never whole
For a flag blood red and dangerous
Delusions and confusions and cartoon illusions a promenade of oppressor conclusions
This insanity

in black with leather mail.
Horse's eyes red and smoke funnel's from
thier muzzles.
The trees melt away as they come.

WE HATE
Entrenched the fire

Horse
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun

Just out of sight
Beyond the next range
I'll feel the heat of a flickering flame

On an African Plain by

you'll love again
The horses stood ready in the sky
Theo yellow has turned bright again
The sun is cold in this fire
Let's go higher and higher

Deep red

yuppies
Morning eye crust
Green the goop
Surrender now and
Listen to this loop
Shoe leather
Horse feather
Bad weather
Floods
Shoe leather
Horse feather
Bad

There's no beauty in bloody fight:
Cut, kill to stay alive!
Blood squelches under horse's hoof,
Roar of an armour, shout of people.My sword is

with your teeth. Keep shining.
Write some books. They’re selling. Who’s reading?
You find your place in the television crowd.
Surrounded by white noise.

Soliloquy Run

Leaning in, all the way
Holding tight, to the reigns
As these fields unfold
My horse she’d rather go play

Wish we could, but we’re

Saturday night he calls me,
Every night he's thrall me,  
I known that is no true,
He just love the way I comfort him.

Ready for you in my red

That we ain't got a horse in this race

If that is the left and this is the right
I need to find a happy hour where they keep things light
If

as a thin red reed, lanky hide
Finding no one, no one, no one
Seeing they got their fill

Psycho had to overdo, overcome

Withering, wondering
Wondering with

She'd got such pretty pink nails, such pretty white teeth
Glistening red tongue which slipped underneath
Her eyes called me, said could I sit by her

yeah (Yeah, when I'm asleep, yeah)
Watches me when I'm asleep, yeah (Yeah)
(I'm by myself)

Red wine and cigarette light (Oh)
(Oh, I get really anxious

the basement with the red light on
Stash away a little 
In case some folks drop by
Dreaming of the horse's hoofs 
Never bad, only good
Never sad, only blue as it

is there, frozen dead.


10. The Old Crone
On the top of a mount by a road on a stone
On a pile of old bricks sat a bald-headed crone.
On her head were

Merry Christmas dear, let's go for a sleigh ride
Horse's rearing to go, it's snowing come sit by my side
I've got grandma's quilt, plus our love will keep

from her, cause she borin'
Top down in a horse, I give two cents bout a whore
Like I'm dark, I'm feelin' like the voice
Pushin' the P like I'm ridin'

drinks and the vibe getting silly. Going inside cause it feels kinda chilly.
9 speed auto when I drive on the 95. Red lights only reason I can kill time.

I know it isn’t black and white
But we’re waging wars on separate sides 
For you, I put down by blades and knives
My Achilles heal was amplified

followed by rovers
Sat at the bar and I'm showin' no love
She got a red heart so I threw her clovers
She already drinkin' while I'm still here sober

Askin'

fast like a race horse
Like a race horse
Or a fucking Porsche
Yeah this beat is heavenly, and it's prod by me
And I feel at ease when I puff on tree
We