carrie: bass guitar
nina57: guitar
chad: guitar, lap steel
simon: guitar
scotty: vocals, drums
this one started off as a click track and a dream... a couple of bass riffs that alternated spooky and, well, kooky! bit by bit we added more stuff, vocals, then some drums, then guitars... and more guitars! the end result? wild, man, wild.
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you will learn
that here in our village fair
we don’t go
wandering after dark
but follow, darling
follow me
if you dare
to seek the midnight sun
here in the piecemeal abattoir
we’ve been reckless
yes exceptionally bold
beneath the bars
round here they call me lady macbeth
with them bloodstains on my blouse
and this hundred dollar death yeah
and you know
this neighborhood is steaming
the heat it comes off
the tar in waves
nor is there any room left to dream in
down your concrete hole
i’ve seen you crouching
in the reeds
where the former lover’s lane
has lately sunk into the sea
round here they call me
lady macbeth
with them bloodstains on my blouse
and this hundred dollar death yeah
the evening comes on
obituary style
and we’ve got no-place to go
we’ll just offer up our prayers awhile
to the butcher boy
i caught you
dancing in the sleet
yeah you shook your cup but
then you tripped me up
pulling on my winding sheet
round here they call me
lady macbeth
got your heart right on my sleeve
and a curse under my breath yeah
here in the piecemeal abattoir
we’ve been reckless
yes exceptionally bold
beneath the bars
round here they call me
lady macbeth
with these bloodstains on my shirt
and them hundred dollar deaths yeah