Smells Live If You Want It

by Red Mouth

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1.	Das Moose (live) 02:59	lyrics	buy track
My Momma's Papa Charlie and my Daddy's Sally Sue There's nothing in this world gonna change my attitude I'll call Uncle Billy, he's built like an ox There's a hen in the wolfhouse who got herself a cock Das Moose My sister's down on Temple gonna catch herself a bus visit cousin Katie and exercise their lust there's sizzle in your monkey there's a bully in your bag if you fetch it down on Mobile then you'll fetch yourself a shag Das Moose Daddy Sally Sue he leaves it hanging out loose He don't like the bulls he's just trying to find a moose And Momma popped her Charlie with the neighbor down the street When he slaps his leg Momma run and take her seat Das Moose My chariot rolls across this pin cushioned sky While Daddy Sally Sue's out looking for his guy Don't tell me to stay in after dark There's a hellfire coming, shake your beastly art Das Moose After 10 o'clock down at Wilson Park You'll find yourself in drag thumbing down a car If you catch down on the receiving end Then put it up in pigtails and a cha-cha grin Das Moose Follow Uncle John to Chazz Liqour store That's a side of Bama you need to explore Fleetwood Mac on Little Puppy's radio Shake shake shake, shake a tail feather Das Moose
2.	Heflin Hollis (live, full band) 04:32	lyrics	buy track
Heflin Hollis was a powerful man The fields would rejoice and the trees clapped their hands And of these things I'm sure you could never understand I heard he laid the governor's wife Took her to a motel room and made her call up the governor and when he arrived Heflin Hollis made him to leave on the light He one was a prophet, a moralist of sorts At the Old Town Tavern where he held his court He was a scoundrel, a worm, and a thief And the fall from his grace it was a retched feat The women just adored him and the men they grit their teeth The bible in his closet, it hid beneath the sheets The Devil didn’t want him when the Lord threw him out Now we hear him in the walls and the creaking of the couch Every town has a devil they say Sheffield ain’t alone and Jersey gave it a name And my grandmother warned me when I'd kick and when I'd scream That Heflin Hollis, he was my worst bad gene Now I'm old in my age and my wife she's in her grave When the cold wind moans I hear her call his name Their tracks are on my roof and their eye's in the woods It never was a fable, my grandma fully understood
3.	Jimmy Mack Lynn (live) 03:11	lyrics	buy track
Jimmie Mack Lynn, he come in, and tells me just to sit still He's gonna pluck out my eyes so I can't cry and burn up all of my quills He's a mean mother fucker and I am such a sucker to let him expose my will He took my eyes and he took my feets Put in a box wrapped in a sheet He buried that box outside my cell so I could smell them rot He's a horrid old boy who see's to take my joy and together they ring my bells There are not birds and there are no trees because of Jimmy Mack Lynn Do you hear me Jimmie Mack Lynn Do you hear me, Jimmie Mack Lynn, do you hear me Jimmie Mack Lynn I have suspicioned that he did not sleep alone When the rains come down I can smell that box and she ain't just flesh and bone He's a ruthless mother fucker and I'm a goddamed sucker but what else is in that box? Jimmie Mack Lynn Do you hear me Jimmie Mack Lynn, do you hear me? Jimmie Mack Lynn, do you hear me? What else is in that box? What else is in that box?
4.	Meat Hooked Baby (live) 05:00	lyrics	buy track
I ran around and I did you wrong In a pool of blood is my swan song I shoulda known it's such a foolish thing To butcher my meat for a couple of dreams You're a laughing clown I can hear your cheers My face is wet with all your tears I'd rather get shanked in a dirty cell Since you turned my skull into a holy grail Been coked all night riding around town Looking for the man with a pot iron crown Didn't even know that I'm on next Til I'm hanging from a meat hook straight through my chest The Devil's gonna take me down to the farm And grind me down into a good luck charm You'll be the saint of all the woman hearts With my teeth on your chain you're a shooting star

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Recorded live by Jamie Sego in Sheffield, Alabama. Arranged and produced and written by Red Mouth 2021 Sugar Duke Music/ASCAP. Mixed and mastered by Luke Wright and Alexander Bowling. Cover art by Andrew Sutherland.

This is the first official live record by Red Mouth. Bridging the gap between his studio work and his legendary live performances. It's also an instalment of what he calls 'the end.' Wrapping up ideas and sounds that came before and making way for the sounds of his future. This album is anticipated as being the only location of a full band recording of Red's most requested song, Heflin Hollis.

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released December 17, 2021

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