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The Death of Lottery

by Wild Dust

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1.
They Heard About the Mountain Around Here 02:43
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They heard about the mountain around here. They heard about the mountain around here. The boulders angle to the Valley of my God. They heard about the mountain around here. There ain't an oil on their skin I wouldn't taste. There ain't an oil on their skin I wouldn't taste. Though my tongue is tethered to the fountain of my god. There ain't an oil I wouldn't taste. I've known these rocks for years. And the hole in the hills was for me. The torn cloth I found from you Keeps my nose sniffing all day. The Valley will flood in search of you, and He won't flood again. When he drains he'll tell me to find you and bury You beneath the pine.
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Cry Blood, Apache 02:41
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Cry blood, Apache In the desert where your family wept In the desert where your family wept The wolves see you tying Tying those murdering men down In the name of the hills In the name of your Mother, your father Your mother, your father Your wife, and your daughter Cry blood, Apache In the desert where your family bled In the desert where your family bled The wolves see you tying Tying those murdering men down In the name of the hills In the name of your Mother, your father Your mother, your father Your wife, and your daughter
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Eidolon Cochran 05:57
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He waged my strut a fresh, cold pint glass Slicked back the grease man's hair In our chairs we cried his name Tell me why lovin' time was twenty flights Or why he threw us in a deepened fog But our hips still moved with warm breasts In the amber of the stage lights They rolled off all his boxes He pressed into my chest Devoured our sacred dancing I impressed him, I guess "I would love to come and see you all again," I said. "I know you've got yourself a long ways home." He reached out for my canines To split amongst the row He roams Bath Town on Resurrection Day He chained my hands on Resurrection Day "Sharon, won't you ride on next to me," he said. "Sharon, won't you ride on next to me." The iron splintered into my mouth It flaked down into the grain Of his maple-stained guitar Cannonball burst on through the windscreen Limbs from the cab bled and stained the pole But everyone's been weary Since Eddie hasn't been seen. He roams Bath Town on Resurrection Day He chained my hands on Resurrection Day "Sharon, won't you ride on next to me instead." "Sharon, won't you ride on next to me."
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Quigley's Claim 05:02
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Child, the plan is to be here as long as it takes And to split every rock here on Quigley's Claim He promises we'll strike it big in this far off town No more fare of the beans and bread we've Forced in to our tired mouths Wipe your head then spit quietly, but safely away No heads turning - though we're clear Hide your phlegm with your dress please, my dear He promises we'll strike it big in this far off town Even with all the winds and storms that were Spat into our mouths Hunkered down after roaming yet again My bourbon rings true: you're an American I stoke every night the campfire ghost While Jesus owes me a promised lode But child, he owes us more than he knows Quigley, why do you leave me here with my only daughter I know she's coughing, but that don't mean you'll get sick, too We put down all the swine And we burned them all (save for one) We're all here on the path for gold Lend me a horse and wain Then we'll be gone Hunkered down after roaming yet again My bourbon rings true: you're an American I stoke every night the campfire ghost While Jesus owes me a promised lode But child, he owes us more than he knows
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Cornfields in Royal 03:37
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Been watching the cornfields in Royal Rustle in the night's sleep With the footsteps of the groaning Pale-dusted crows I heard them from my window Where I drank my brandy and tea One flew around my lantern Trickling oil from his beak He said, "I told you we was coming. That the proverbs speak their truth. We seek your fair, loving Gloria. In the stable beneath the moon." Been hoping the cornfields in Royal Would rustle in the night's sleep With the footsteps of you groaning Pale-dusted crows She's coughing the sick on the Bible While I drink my brandy and tea Asleep, in pain, and gives permission For the murder to take her away She's waiting for our Good Lord to come As she rubs her thumbs on worn rosaries.
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Bone Picking 01:24
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My legs have sauntered And burned true for you The riddles on stone Left me bemused This time, they dragged me To a box of pine Alas, on the shoreline Bones flow to dry In the sun and brine
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There Was a Rattle in the Wall by the Death Door 03:36
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There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door Joe told me it was the wind from the storm Joe told me it was the wind I'm convinced it was your locket and chain Hanging on the nail between the wall and the frame There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door The cows still speak your name at 3am Then again at high noon Rain on the pasture is a curtain for my dirty lesions And the barn doors creak of testament There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door There was a rattle in the wall by the death door, babe There was a rattle in the wall by the death door
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Lonesome Brother Wolf 03:16
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Lonesome brother wolf Your family was fed in exchange for the pelt Off your back I'll never forget that vampiric moon How the air sliced cracks into my neck How the snow from your land filled my boots And chewed away at my skin The cold fell hard that night It must've been your ghost I was down a friend but made do with you We joked about how we'd never see anyone again But it was you, brother wolf Who led me back to her Rest assured, I know I owe you a bourbon And a place next to pictures hanging on my wall
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Hold My Head Underwater 07:28
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Holy my head underwater Don't let the devil take me again I've been traveling where the wind blows Since the day I heard my daughter cry Crossed on through that prairie To avoid them county lines Wild birds wept and watched me After the blood from my daughter dried Lord, they brought me to your river Lord, they brought me to preacher man I gripped hard for your ceiling But he made my fingers slip away He told me he'd wash me If I could give him my trigger hand Holy water Winding river Holy water Wind me down

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released January 22, 2023

This version of Wild Dust consists of Derrick Robbins with contributions by Connor Priest, CM Slenko, and Nick DiPietro.

Recorded by Connor Priest in the dungeons of The Gradwell House.

Mastered by David Downham at The Gradwell House, Haddon Heights, NJ.

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Wild Dust Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

A desert rock 'n roll band / solo project which consists of:

Nicholas Hess
Eric LaBar
Thomas Milorey
Derrick Robbins
Connor Rothstein
Connor Priest
CM Slenko

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