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Tragedy's A' Comin'

 

Tragedy's A' Comin'

(album: Green Naugahyde - 2011)


Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
There's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
Damn my bastard pride

From the middle of nowhere
He rides it all alone
From the edges of somewhere
He's grinding flesh and bone
From the fringes of darkness
He breathes a steady hand
And the tinges of poison
Come seeping from his glands

Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
There's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
Damn my bastard pride

If you ask him nicely
Perhaps he'll go away
Just move politely
And beg him not to stay
With a mouth full of garbage
He spits into your eye
And an ear full of pity
He'll teach you how to die

Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
There's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
Damn my bastard pride

She stands before us
With a Bible in her grasp
When she opens her mouth up
You can hear the wretched rasp
Like a bucket of barnacles
She's abrasive to the skin
Like the ignorant masses
That hope someday she'll win

Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
There's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
Damn my bastard pride

Tragedy's pounding
Hard against your door
And the cancer's eating
At your inner core
And you're feeling helpless
Can't control the game
Do you fade away softly
Or go out in a ball of flames cause

Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
There's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Coming
And I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside
Damn this bastard pride

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