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100 Miles w/Intro
04:25
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100 miles
By Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2016
On a drizzly night in Dalston I’s met a traveler of tyme On a drizzly night in Dalston I’s saw him walkin’ up to’s me from behind
On a dark night in Deptford Thru clouds of methane I’s walk’d with him kind On a dark night in Deptford On leg pains We’s walk’d 100 miles Never in a straight line
On Jubilee we’s assum’d the throne Watchin’ the tide comm in from the sea Surrveyin’ evra thang own’d Dog & stolen bone
In a smuggler’s cove On the South of the river We’s sat and smoked From green slivers And watched the brilliant shine From them thar pixel minez
We’s cross’d the tyme stream At the tower And only then was populance of life seen Early hour & short on green Shadow’d in opulence Of financial power We’s jump’d the N19
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Just Wurdz
01:42
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Just Wurdz
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2018
East Berlin Kith & kin Town of London Here we’s go again Muddy Waters Lou Reed A litt’l speed William Burroughs And sum heroin Kill yor television Eat the rich Time in prison Slap the bitch Rats & snitches Learn a lesson I’s got pancreatitis And mushroom tops Cat-o-nine tails And sum horse crops Impaled wiv nails Pain don’t stop Time travel Strings to unravel Carnival Diablo Hop the train And ride the rails Hairless dogs Clouds ov weed Fog fog fog Dead & buried Dragg’d not carried The skore And the skinny More more more
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Sally Forth
02:29
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Sally Forth
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2017
One foot in front And the otha behind Spark’d a blunt Coz corners are blind
Too soft inda midd’l Can you’s walk this way? Too many empty bottles Can you see’s the sky today? Recycle for a nickel
They’s call’d it home With a hearth But livin’ lone The word loses worth So recycle for a nickel and Sally Forth… Yeah Sally Forth
The lights went down And thangs got sullied Then neon came rownd So fuk the bullies And the peers call’d juries
East, West, South & North The world is yours Runnin’ on a home course Can you’s walk this way? Recycle for a nickel…. And Sally Forth…. Yeah Sally Forth
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A Friend?
02:13
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A Friend?
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2017
I need a friend for the night Drive down the road And someone to hold me tight In the mornin’ I’ll letcha go’s Coz, I know… … don’t wanna see’s me in the light
I’ve seen some And know even less But I do know Life is lifeless Without the caress
Even a mangy dog Gets a pat on the head And thrown a bone before he’s dead But I know too much dialogue And too much shot weighs down the bullfrog
I need a friend to pass the time I need a friend to hear me mind I need a friend to help with the grind And I know… I need a friend who will just be kind
Stare at the sun And squint your eyes likewise Bay at the moon And wish for soon Sift through the lies Coz I know… Everyone’s in disguise
I’s still ride the highway And need a friend to come my way Debris wrapped in a bouquet But I know… It’s all just a cliché
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Taxidermist
01:46
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Taxidermist
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2017
Got caught up in this perfect pitch Heard the crack on the swing Felt the stik n’ the sting Hard scratch to itch
All I can give is what I offer And all I can take from an empty coffer He did it for her And brutha can I bum a dollar
Taxidermist … Cut me sum skin I’s don’t wanna lose But I’s don’t wanna win
Yeah taxidermist … Cut me sum skin I’s don’t wanna lose But I’s don’t wanna win
I’s don’t know too much But I’s know a judge I’s don’t know the grudge But I’s know what I’s can’t touch
There’s always two doors And a third in the back Waves aint always on the shore And the dawn is sometimes black
So taxidermist … Cut me sum skin I’s don’t wanna lose But I’s don’t wanna win
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Dashboard Radio
03:00
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Dashboard Radio
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2017
I heard that ol’ song today
Play’in on the radio
Remember when we’d hear it
Driv’in in the car
20 yearz ago
It toox me back
And far away
To’s dem good ol’ dayz
We’d turn it up
And blast it on the stereo
Dancin’ down the highway
At a buk 4-0
On steel belt’d radials
Over roadkill stains
Fill’d ashtray & fuel in our veins
Groov’in on dem airwaves
Yeah I’s heard it on the radio
In me car today
Smoke fill’d me airway
As I’s sang along
To dem good ol’ dayz gone
The terror & the thrillz
I’s sang along as I’s drove
Thru dem meadowz & dem foothillz
Remember how we’d laugh & say
that's a song bout
Joe Blow & Jane Doe
Their love/hate ratio
And how a lover pouts
Yeah I’s heard dem play it today
It toox me right back
And far away … me mind astray
In a punk rock ballet
With a litt’l 4 minute track
Illuminated by’s me dashboard radio
We’d turn it up
And blast it on the stereo
Dancin’ down the highway At a buk 4-0
On steel belt’d radials
Over roadkill stains
Fill’d ashtray & fuel in our veins
Groov’in on dem airwaves
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A Litt'l Gurl I's Knew
04:58
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A Lit’l Gurl I’s Knew
By Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2016
Wot happen’d to’s da lit’l gurl I’s knew I’s still feel her dream Upon me pillow Hear her scream in shallow Wot happen’d to’s da lit’l gurl I’s knew I’s still see her tearz like rain Hittin’ upon me window pane
So wot happen’d to’s da lit’l gurl I’s knew Turn’d tail….spit inda wind And her skin turn’d blue Wot happen’d to’s dat lit’l gurl I’s knew Fox inda hen house…lucky 13 Another roll of the dice And the moon turns green
Wot happen’d to’s da lit’l gurl I’s knew She clean’d up nice But got down better with her vice So wot happen’d to’s da lit’l gurl I’s knew 1, 2, 3, 4, she jump’d and never flew Hit the ground runn’in and paid the price So’s wot happen’d to’s dat lit’l gurl I’s knew The one who didn’t know But still want’d to’s go, go, go
So’s wot happen’d to’s dat lit’l gurl I’s knew She never grew But age’d before she knew Too many years and far too few Horizon caught risen And a western view
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Just a Thought
04:13
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Just a Thought
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2019
I had a thought So I went driving Best way ov thinking But if you heard what me minds got You would surely turn me in He fought the good thought
So I was thinking Does it even matter? When one man turns on the other? Or when a child dies beside her mother? Is it just human nature?
And as I pondered I also wondered Is it more frightening To die alone? Or surrounded
By your loved ones? Guess I’ll keep wondering
I wandered thru the city Thru the lights & the graffiti Saw a man in the gutter And asked me self if it even matters? Question for the committee We all got our own altar
And I guess For sum to have more Others gotta have less A giant game ov chess A queen to be caught And a simple whispered “yess” But I dunno It was just a thought
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9. |
Down Here
02:27
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Down Here
By Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2015
I woke up and looked around … everyone left and everyone’s gone … gotta split before I’s get found. Left the squats and saw Gus the pus and frail Gail … who just fought … over something bout his crotch. The scene was a botch so’s I deflected and headed down to the docks … where I’s could find me fix … through dilapidation and bombed out bricks on the blocks.
Passin’ familiar girls and boys on the corner … and a set of mothers and daughters turnin’ trix. Two for one … half-price sale for some licks. Steppin’ on syringes … and friends left in the gutter … after welly Wednesday binges. The living don’t move an inch … but that new girl flinches as she hides from the other bitches.
Hit the wharf and ignore the woman bleeding on the floor … bypass the leering groups and go to the man …whose fourth on the right … he sleeps on the boards and in the stoop at night but on the pier he’s hustlin’ his gear …without fear … cause when you’s down here … there’s no cure and there’s no future … just time without end … bliss lives round the bend.
Cash or quim … tradin’ ass for the chamber’s glass, it’s a cinch, but nobody wins … lash’d, bash’d and stash’d. Folklore’s tapp’d by’s scorin’ the flap through heart ache and crap … remedied with an opiate nap and an ass to’s slap … rivers choose to flow through happenstance but on this side of the fence … addiction grows with chance and romance … spinnin’ a death dance with a hypodermic lance … save the recompense.
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Blood Baptismal
05:04
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Blood Baptismal
By Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2014
Me Grand pappy once said … there aint no use in tryin’ to gets ahead. Ova the workin’ still … he told me, you’s gots to strive … every day just to keep alive … just to pay the bills … they wantz ya on your knees and wont letcha just be’s.
Just likes the pressure in that ol’ copper lie'n masher … he hit his boilin’ point. So at the suppin’ table … he cut his hand … and said “Me boyo … you’s gonna bear testimony and signatory to me scheme o grand … you’s gonna tells this fable.” And he dipped each cartridge in his blood.
Baptized one by one … and in the signum crucis … anointed … me own brow. He said that he aint no cattle … but this cow is dun chewin’ cud! He wuz dun did in … dun did with this. He took a swig and the oil lamp dimmed … as he sang his song of battle … his warriors hymn.
Now listen hard boy … coz here’s the tale for you’s to tattle. I’s gonna tend to the pigs … and on the break of light … we’s gonna dine … on lard & bones … coz I’s rekk'in to slaughter the schwein! And he grabbed his ol’ 33 Remington, and a mason jar filled with liquid courage and consumable nitrogen … and bringin’ the fight to them … slipped into the night.
Offs to makes his bid … off to sever the head … with bolt action lead. On this day I’s a gonna makes ‘em pay … and at the altar of mud … they's all gonna pray in me baptismal of blood. Insanity was speculated and they called him mad … coz of the havoc created and the hatred had. But as time has passed … and spins be spun … the rabbits run … the law be’s lobbied … and the disembodied head be shun.
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The Apothecary
02:48
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The Apothecary
By Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2016
I am poison Grace upon your lips Spend a litt’l time with me And be condemned to the crypt
I am poison With an eternal legacy Wrapp’d in our liaison With an illegitimate fallacy
Hard end spectrum From last to first Last lit’l crumb Stand or flee Blessin’ or curse
You are antidote And a cure for me Warm sweet blood Wrapp’d in a candied colour’d coat
You are antidote Dress’d in finery & lace A chemical quote And ethereal embrace
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So Sane?
02:54
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So Sane?
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2018
I cud sit & watch yor face For days & days & days I cud sit & watch you sleep The way you dream & the way you lay
I can sit & watch the city From the hill And watch the rain And all the folx so bizy How they seem so sane
Wot I know is not so much But I can say Life really aint the same The game has changed No rules remain How they seem so sane?
Can I sit? Sit still & watch you die
Watch you wither And not cry Bare the shame Of “I miss her” How they seem so sane
If I cud stay still in one place Well I cud sit And watch yor face The eyelash that fell With utter grace
And if I cud stay still And if I had the will I cud sit & take the disgrace Walk backwards in the race And bury it on that hill With utter faith And free of bane But I dunno How they seem so sane
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Silhouettes
03:59
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Silhouettes
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2017
Saw your bedroom light on From the hill All night long Saw two silhouettes And I knew you were gone Pull’d me collar gainst the chill
And it’s a god damn shame I’s never once heard ya call me name And it’s a god damn shame That we play’d different games And it’s a god damn shame That your silhouette can stain
If that’s the way you feel Win a spin onda the wheel Haul on me cigarette And graspin’ onto it Hold the figure of your silhouette Just like its real
I saw your bedroom light turn off From the hill Felt the weight of debt When I still saw two moonlit silhouettes And I held tight the nights chill
And it’s a god damn shame I’s never once heard ya call me name And it’s a god damn shame That we play’d different games And it’s a god damn shame That your silhouette can stain
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Lullaby
03:03
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Lullaby
By Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2016
I’s bin layin’ in me bed For 36 months & 10 days Not a single tear shed Watchin’ pictures in me head But I’ll never forget what she said
“Marry me & we’s paint the town red Sleep litt’l babe And dream instead Held in me arms I’ll caress your scarred skin Hear your song of past glories And stories of your sin”
“I know for what you long” And she sang a litt’l lullaby Then hand’d me a cup “Hush litt’l babe And please don’t cry” She beckoned me to sip There's freedom in her song And death in her grip
“You might grow hungry And you might grow cold but one thing you’s best be sure of Held within the fold You’ll never grow old”
I’s been layin’ in me bed For 36 months & 10 days waitin’ to be buried And carried to me grave But I’ll never forget what she said
Ya I’s been layin’ in me bed 36 months & 10 days No sun & drawn shades But I’ll never forget what she said
“Ya might grow hungry And ya might grow cold But dream with me litt’l babe And your’ll never grow old” This is what she said
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Mother
02:09
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Mother
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2017
I don’t know why
But its always the same in the end
A solider cries for Mother
On the final bend
I’ve bin here before
But its always the same in the end
MOTHER!
Hold me to your core
I don’t know why
But its always the same in the end
I had a good time
But now I’s gotta mend
I thought I heard me name
But its always the same
Turn around & begin again
Coz now is the end
I told the truth
And a couple o lies
But it’s the same in the end
Mother always cries
I don’t know why
But its always the same in the end
An old solder never dies
But Mother is always the final cry
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TightRope (Live) w/Outro
03:39
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TightRope
By’s Xam Eitsirhc Copy Right 2018
She’s walking that tightrope 1000 miles down On either side She just cant cope And she try’s to hide
Coz the ground Is too hard And the sky Is too high And every lie She tells Is another weight Too tall On the wrong side She’s ready to fall
She’s walking that tightrope I’s seen her cry She’s walking that tightrope Always question why She’s walking that tightrope She don’t wanna die
She once said No difference Between despair & hope Cant read gibberish And just cant cope But she makes a wish And washes with soap She scrubs raw Her flesh & flaws
She’s walking that tightrope I’s seen her cry She’s walking that tightrope Always question why She’s walking that tightrope She don’t wanna die
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Xam Eitsirhc- "The Snake Oil Poet"
Xam Eitsirhc (phonetically pronounced as "SK-am" "ITE-sir-IK") was born in a 19th century prose-dello, from the loins of verse, amidst great paean & hence suckled straight from the teat of literal & figurative literary polyglots. Schooled upon the hard streets of balladry, Xam prepared for the poet's life to take him where she willed him, with a harmonica in one pocket & a plume in the other,. ... more
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