Into the city, we will drive
The package to the docks
The seat beside me, my .45
Concealed but always cocked
And into the alley, from the street
I run into your friends
But do they know I brought the heat
All the way from New Orleans
And I am violent
Then accosted by the calm
Calm
And from the shipyard, pockets lined
I want to buy a drink
From what I sold I pinched some lines
To wet my swollen beak
And I walk into the room to find
Your vision has been freed
And the weight that once brought peace of mind
Now brings me to my knees
And I am violent
Then accosted by the calm
The calm
Beyond the garden, hypnotized
The origin of my breath
The hand that yields us, shields our eyes
Upon the gilded crest
And I open up the door to find
My body is possessed
This infant child lost his mind
Upon the fields of death
And I am violent
And then accosted by the calm
Calm
The Morrison-sounding vocals, the smooth grooves... If you're into this genre, just buy their discography in one shot - you won't be disappointed. Every album is gold. Rudolf Nisbeth
This record somehow manages to slow down time! I enjoy the overall sound of the instruments and especially the voice. Either listen to this in a dark room and relax or crank up the volume and feel the fuzz!
(Will probably sound even better on vinyl) E'sPsychedelicBreakfast