Gypsy Devil Tapes

by The Darkhearts

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released June 23, 2014

Recorded, Engineered and Mixed at The Barn At Murder Creek by Jeff Scott Roberson
Mastered by Dave Davis at The All Night Party

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The Darkhearts Cincinnati, Ohio

The Darkhearts take their songwriting cues from Thelonius Monk quotes, books of voodoo and news of the weird. They perform dynamic original songs about odd things. Copper thieves, fireworks superstore explosions, invaders from space, Stella Maris, failure of luck, halos, maniacs, and bad voltage are all addressed. This band of seasoned songwriting fanatics is dedicated to a collaborative mindset. ... more

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Track Name: Dance Star Maniac
When you walked into the room,
I thought you played the moog.
No, no, no.
You played the guitar.
He wrote the songs that made 'em dance and laugh and cry,
always keeping music evil,
with your guitar slide.

He was a dance star maniac,
laughing the blues!
He was a dime store brainiac,
The guitar player's always gettin' the blues.

When you walked into the room,
I thought you played the moog.
No, no.
You played the guitar.

When you disappeared in the night,
for two days and two nights,
We didn't know if you were dead or alive!
But that's ok.
You wrote a different song every night.
Always keeping music evil, you know,
with your guitar slide, yeah!

He was a dance star maniac,
laughing the blues!
He was a dime store brainiac!
Track Name: Scrap Traders
They're taking from the churches,
all across the nation.
They're taking from the schools,
and the power sub-stations.
They take it from the streets,
they take it from a.c.
When they're done taking yours,
They'll take it from me.

Lost in the wilderness in the city,
can't get your wings under control!
Can't get back those things you stole!

Scrap Traders, do me no favors,
you're taking down society!
Scrap Traders, do me no favors,
you're taking down the country!

They're climbing to the top of the AT&T Towers,
prying off the lights,
even if it takes them hours.
Packing their pipes,
with the profit on the lights,
stealing all the metal in sight.

Lost in the wilderness in the city,
can't get your wings under control!
Can't get back those things you stole!

Scrap Traders, do me no favors,
you're taking down society!
Scrap Traders, do me no favors,
you're taking down the country!

They take it from computers,
and from televisions.
They take it from the gaslights,
from the furnace to the kitchen.
They're taking all the scraps,
from everything they see.
When they're done taking yours,
They'll take it from me.

Lost in the wilderness in the city,
can't get your wings under control!
Can't get back those things you stole!

Scrap Traders, do me no favors,
you're taking down society!
Scrap Traders, do me no favors,
you're taking down the country!

Scrap Traders!
Scrap Traders!
Scrap Traders!
Scrap Traders!
Track Name: Police Taxman Gypsy Devil Blues
Woke up this morning dragged myself up and down the road.
Woke up this morning dragged myself up and down the road.
"What a drag," said the dirty old toad,
"you work in a cell so you can't see the sun no more."

Went to see the gypsy to have my fortune told.
Went to see the gypsy to have my fortune told.
"Bad luck card," the gypsy said,
she done told me,
"Don't get out of bed!"

The blues is a worrying heart disease!
The blues is a worrying heart disease!
Well there ain't nothing gonna' put you at ease,
'cause the devil and the taxman gonna take whatever they please!

Police taxman gypsy devil blues!
Police taxman gypsy devil blues!
Gypsy and the taxman,
are the king and the queen!
The devil is the joker,
and the jack is the police!

Bet all my money on the lucky five finger grass.
Bet all my money on the lucky five finger grass.
Well I bet on the grass and the five finger stash,
now the police and the taxman are looking all through my trash!

Never gonna' bet on the Deuce Tres' Queen no more!
Never gonna' bet on the Deuce Tres' Queen no more!
Never gonna' bet on the ace in the hole,
'cause the joker came down and he stole my mortal soul!

Spent my last forty dollars on a lonesome old grey horse.
Hell, I figured that it really couldn't get much worse.
Spent my last forty dollars on an old grey horse,
Stumbled out of the gate, he died right there on the course!

Police taxman gypsy devil blues!
Police taxman gypsy devil blues!
The gypsy and the taxman,
are the king and the queen!
The devil is the joker,
and the jack is the police!

Well the devil's in Kentucky
down drinking bourbon corn.
The devil's in Kentucky
down drinking bourbon corn!
Well he's down in the hole,
drinking corn,
when he come up to the city,
gonna' take this town by storm!

"Got a sharp bladed knife and a quarter stick of dynamite."
"Sharp bladed knife and a quarter stick of dynamite!"
"Dynamite,Sharp bladed knife,"
said the dealer one time,
"and the judge is gonna' give me life!"

Bet all my cash on a bottle of grain or shine.
Bet all my cash on a bottle of grain or shine!
Well I got a little thirsty for the taste of the wine,
now the bottle's all empty,
I got nothing left but time!

Police taxman gypsy devil blues!
Police taxman gypsy devil blues!
Gypsy and the taxman,
are the king and the queen!
devil is the joker,
and the jack is the police!