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Ruthless and Toothless

by Black Tooth Grinn

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Donny McBride Bluesy rock with influences from stoner and country, makes me want to go for a hike with Tom Joad Favorite track: Riches to Rags.
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1969 03:09
We all sould our souls In the name of rock n roll For nothing but false hopes n dreams But we'd do it all over again tomorrow If it meant living free So we had our revolution But yet there's still war 'Cause everyone already forgets Yea now there's nothin but burnouts, and bums And blue collard workers sittin behind their desks So you try to tell a hippy to cut off his hair You try to tell a preacher that you just don't care But you'll find that either way You're just wasting your time And that's the most precious thing you can get So we all sold our souls In the name of rock n roll For nothin but false hopes and dreams Yea but we'd do it all over again tomorrow
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You wish for your silver You wish for your gold You wish for your silver You wish for your gold But money is madness for all those in control And the ones who get greedy Are left in the cold You wish for your riches You wish for your fame You wish for your riches You wish for your fame But heavy lies the crown in this vicous game And your left wonderin how They'll remember your name Every star in your sky will fall With your every wish Every star in your sky will fall With your every wish But soon your sky will be faded when all your stars fall And then your left with nothin To wish for at all
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The Drought 05:49
Pour, I pour my spit sweat and blood I give all I got til I can't give no more My eyes, my eyes, my sandblasted eyes They're soar with despare What i see i dispise I try and i try til there's nothing left to do The lake of inspiration runs dry The candle it burns, it burns oh so bright Only to leave you alone In the darkness of the night Down, down, oh yea the chips are down The weight on my shoulders weighs a thousand pounds My passion is parched by the sun of yesterday And tomorrow It seems to be just the same
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Well I'm leavin all my stuff So I got nothin to remind me Of what I used to have In the past I put behind So I leave you with these words As I'm goin out the door I'm skippin out on this here town And I won't be back no more So I hit that dusty road With just me and my guitar Well I'm gunna make it big But I might not make it very far but that's alright Yea that's alright Well I hit that dirt runnin With a guitar strapped to my back In a home made case With a belt made to a strap So say what you will But you know that either way I'm gunna play my damn guitar Til my dyin day So I hit that dust road With just me and my guitar Well I'm gunna make it big But I might not make it very far but that's alright Yea that's alright Well I don't need no more money On this train I'm gunna ride I got a free roamin soul Like a dog that's never tied So i say goodbye, now I'm on my way But my jurney's just begun And I leave in search of a better day But now it's time I ramble on So I hit that dusty road With just me and my guitar Well I'm gunna make it big But I might not make it very far but that's alright Yea that's aright
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Peddlers Run 04:36
Business man Pin-stripped suite Briefcase never leaves his hand Family man Well provider Business trips Bullshit lire Chorus Steep hill But he's quick to climb He thought he had it under control Now it's just A matter of time Just watch it as it all unfolds Quick rise to power And a snowblind decent 24-7 happy hour But it won't take long Til the money's all gone Then he'll have nothin left chorus It starts with Shifty eyes and runny nose But still he's got his alibies But soon it's Sunken eyes And a bloody nose Whiskey rotten spitting lies chorus Big shot brought down By his own medicine And now he lives out on the street Business man Pin-stripped fuckin suite Beggin for the fix he needs
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It was early in the morning Daybreak just begining When there would soon be and odd twist of fate Three brothers were hunting Bill, James, and George When the young buck was quick to escape So they walked through the trees Felt a stiff cold breeze Where the cliff put an end to the tracks When they peered down the hill It had occured to bill That a snowmobeil had flipped and crashed They found a body at the wreck It was broken and cold And a bag which was strapped to his back Bill was first to see Full of curiosity So he reached out and opened the flap Well his mouth dried up And his blood ran thin And his hands did shake And with a twisted grin His eyes black sunk back into his head And in a trembely voice He turned and he said Brothers we're in deep soup And this is our silver spoon We'll take the cash home and hide it Til the body is found Then we'll split the money up And we'll go our separate ways But then a week went by With no word on the body Til one day Bill's wife cleaning, found the stash Bill explained but she was scared The cops would lock him away So she said she would leave him unless he took the money back But an unsuspecting hunter Would see the three brothers Returning the money where the body lie dead Bill was quick to react And he took the mans life With one hit to the head Greed setting in George said he'd confess Unless he got his peice of the pie Well money corrupts As order corrods And it wouldn't be long Before George too, would die Well Bill convinced James It was all for the best The hunter, their brother now both laid to rest They'd split the money even Go on with their lives But James didn't know if he could live with the lies No James couldn't take it The situation was too heavey The guilt worm ate at his head So he swung from a nuse He had fixed late that night For a secret for two is best kept with one dead There was a bang at the door Bill was nowhere to be found So his wife hid under the bed on the floor See the man was standing tall With a clean shavin face With a gun and a badge and he was in uniform Only to inform Bill Of his brothers suicide She paniced and thought of the cash So she took the money down To the old wood stove And burnt every last Bill With one strike of the match Everything you've got Was meant to be sold To Ms. Fortune She'd buy it up and bide her time Then she'll turn around and she'll torch it

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Recorded at Smashbox Studio in Dominion, NS
Additional Recording at SoundPark Studio in Coxheath, NS

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released March 11, 2014

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Black Tooth Grinn Sydney, Nova Scotia

Black Tooth Grinn is from Sydney NS, a town known as much for the remnants of industrial exploitation as it is for a deep culture of music. This influences drives them to push a little harder to shine through the smoke and fog. Their show appeals to your most carnal senses, pushing you to take that extra shot, stay for one more song. You're going to feel it the next morning. ... more

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