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Bastard Children

by Vudu Sister

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    "Hallelujah, I'm a Bum" is a bonus track for this album. It was an original composition by a mysterious traveler named Harry "Haywire Mac" McClintock in the early 20th century. He was an interesting character that we implore you to further research for your own amusement. Keen!
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1.
Psalms 03:40
Have you ever heard the sound of trumpets of war? There was blood in the banks of brown and ruined lands And the nameless sons and brothers of shattered generations They’ll come back in pieces or they won’t come back at all Can you hear the death bells tolling? Can you hear the fife and drum? Can you hear the death bells ringing in the deep? Early in the morning of dawnless days they march Their cavalry was spent but they got artillery And no one realized this was the start of Tribulation They’ll just go back to sleep in their muddy, sinking beds There was the captain and his plan and the martyr and his faith They all have got their own reasons; they’re fodder for the front
2.
Side of the road came with him He was covered in blood-dried sand Never knew who he was or where he was from I was checking the dead man's pockets Checking the dead man's brains Witchita is where the law's been calling my name Somebody out there gone hidden With the blood on his hands still stained He covered his tracks and stole what was left Inside of the dead man's pockets He stole all of the dead man's change Indiana, Indiana gonna ride that train I started to go back yonder On nothing but a deviled egg Lit a match in the rain to find what was left Inside of the dead man's pockets Colorado, I'm going home Under a sign, he's buried Beneath the dirt of the byway sand Never knew who he was or where he was from Witchita is where the law's been calling my name
3.
I was there at the first sight of dawn I heard the sirens and saw poison in the sky It was a mixture of surprise and the warning that comes to mind I saw a hundred acres I saw charlatans I saw them pointing the finger And taking all we’ve got Only seconds from a voiceless call The still silence takes me back to the past It was like the first time being caught in a sudden rain I saw the legless dancers I saw the ruined mansions I can’t believe I’ve witnessed The End of All Things Flood lights in my eyes I can see all the damage we’d done It doesn’t change the fact there’s no halo over me
4.
Galliard 03:06
Been a long, long time since I've seen your face Been a long, long time since I've seen you smile Haven't been like those...creeping up as a glower Couldn't keep from weeping over that broken ring Like an old passage that I knew Keeps me thinking of the writings on the walls A dream, a flower, face so fair Only she could understand Been a long, long time without the glory of her star Serenade to the soul without so much as a tear Been a long, long time since I've seen golden seas Couldn't keep from weeping over that broken ring Only the ones who still believe Are the ones who know the difference of the word A dream, a loss a hope can bear Only she could understand
5.
It’s a lonely place when no one is home There’s a rickety chair and a good strong rope She heard the clamour of the wood to the floor He left nothing to mop; now her back’s so sore From carrying that body to the bottom floor No she never should have left him all alone At least he can’t try it again The jingle and the jangle from the chains that fit To her highness; she’s now gotta bear within She’s all locked up in her tower; she’ll pace She’s an old, lame mare still trying to race It’s taken a toll that she can’t face Well, she should’ve just left well enough alone Somebody ought to leave her all alone she’ll do it again and again and again and again I’m trying to get out of the state I’m in I wanna go to the land where the weather is good I can’t afford a train or a Greyhound fare I thought of hitchhiking but I hate the rain Guess I’ve got no right to complain Just don’t leave me here standing all alone You should never leave a quiet man alone
6.
I’ll tell you the tale of the Daughter of the Woods With golden hair like honey and a voice for sweeter songs I’d travel a great mile just to see that girl smile I’d always know it was from me On one Dawnless Day that Devil turned his sights Tempted this flower with the pleasures of this Life That girl with golden hair took a chance outside the Light In my heart where she belongs Yellow-hair… In the old woods waiting for the day she’ll come again I gave all my tears to a messenger to send That girl with golden hair; she won’t be with me again But she’s in my heart where she belongs Yellow-hair…
7.
Underground 03:11
Down where the shackles meet my skin The flesh it’s tearing is paper thin I wish I’d been luckier than those who hid their woes And where the water greets the grass Where I stood and watched them pass Mistaken for another fading shade My victims never made a sound Even when I took them underground You got to climb those prison walls In your head you make them small But when they catch you at the bottom, they’ll take you back Back in the alleys of your mind You tell yourself you’re doing fine But you can’t escape the fact that you’re giving in All the dumb people of the town I know they never will find out The dimensions of this room Predict a certain kind of doom For the unsuspecting people I’ve chosen to Give me a chance to make me smile Cause you know it’s been awhile I’m so close to finding comfort with the dead…
8.
Goin’ to the well where the water comes from Going’ to the farm where it was her home Where she took my heart Girl, won’t you come back home? Goin’ to the yard where the dead have gone Goin’ to the church where I prayed for them When heaven took my father, no one ever sang him a song I’m already one of their kind Goin’ to the jail where my brother’s gone He’s not coming home for a long, long time He traded in his soul for a red, thrill ride Don’t you go following him I’m already one of his kind I’m goin’ to the middle where they don’t notice me I can get outside without feelin’ any heat Where there is no one else there Dog, won’t you come along? I’m already one of their kind I don’t wanna be one of their kind
9.
Wicked King 04:43
All I see is a wicked world We're all damned but we have no idea We don't know what we're thinking We just know it's forbidden Don't ask who's there, just point the gun at me Could hold me down, but you'll never really see See what you've made in your little, lonely world Can't step out my door without signing in my blood We don't know what we're thinking We just know it's restricted Wicked kings don't need to see They don't need to see to believe Wicked kings, how they lie How they lie to divide

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Vudu Sister’s debut album Bastard Children was recorded in the
summer of 2011 at Treading Thomas Records. Bastard Children contains dark, roots-inspired songs in a variety reminiscent to Mark Lanegan and early Neil Young.

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released May 4, 2012

Recorded, engineered and mixed Greg Holmes at Treading Thomas Records in Providence, RI
Produced by Greg Holmes and Keith McCurdy
Co-Produced by Michael Samos
Mastered by Devin Lopes at Adjusted Levels Ent.
Cover and art design by Dennis M Del Prete
Photography by Allie Nunes
All songs written by Keith McCurdy except
Galliard - Written by Keith McCurdy and Melissa Mayer
Underground - Written by Keith McCurdy and Sean Kennedy
Hallelujah, I'm a Bum - Written by Harry "Haywire Mac" McClintock

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Vudu Sister Providence, Rhode Island

Vudu Sister is an American band based in Providence, Rhode Island. Gothic folk with grunge influences. Songs to Sing in the Dark.

Keith J.G McCurdy.
Diane O'Connor.
Isabel Castellvi.

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