The Raconteurs

The Raconteurs - The Switch and the Spur

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In the heat of the desert sun

on the blistering trail

An appaloosa and a wanted man sprung from jail

Slow in motion and shadowless

The switch and the spurs

Every living thing

With a fatal sting

Bark and rattle this curse

The rider hallucinates

The snapping hooves on the sand

Spits a venom dream

Recalls the strangest dream

and a broken hand

The saddle's spotted with sweat and blood

The poison pumps thru his veins

There's no stopping this

And now he's powerless

Still holding the reins.

Any poor souls who trespass against us

Whether it be beast or man

Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight

By those who inhabit this land

For their's is the power

And this is their kingdom as sure as the sun does burn

So enter this path but heed these four words

You shall never return

Any poor souls who trespass against us

Whether it be beast or man

Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight

By those who inhabit this land

For their's is the power

And this is their kingdom as sure as the sun does burn

So enter this path but heed these four words

You shall never return

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