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Loud, noise-y...big fun; Written after BP and Monsanto gave the world a bath with government looking on and /or aiding and abetting.
But much deeper than that. We sell each others souls and our own almost every day. If the shoe fits...
lyrics
The Shakers & Movers words/music: bill mallonee
Well, the phone?
it ain't rung that much today
and those darker things?
They’ve had too much to drink and say
There's a phrase the shakers and movers
like to throw around
Yer either on the way up...
or on the way down
There are knives you must twist;
There are morals to kiss...goodbye
There are stories you must spin;
All this snake skin to hide.
There's a phrase the shakers and movers...
like to throw around
Yer either on the way up...
or on the way down
All these whispers behind closed doors;
All this ink dryin’ on the page
All these principles to compromise;
All these promises to break
There's a phrase the shakers and movers...
like to throw around
Yer either on the way up...
or on the way down
Bridge:
Once my conscience was my sweetheart...
Hell, it was all over town
I told I’d marry her in a heartbeat...
if she'd put the weapon down
But there are hard ladders to climb;
there are soft hearts to resist
There are souls to be traded;
and so many asses to kiss
There's a phrase the shakers and movers...
like to throw around
Yer either on the way up...
or on the way down
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