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Moaning Cities EP

by Moaning Cities

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1.
The Wandering Souls they wake up slowly in old town, in dear old town Lifting a bottle to bring their feet back on the ground Squatting the alleyway, they holler at passers-by They draw long breaths and cry Mama where d'ya hide? In the morning mist of frozen pavement I hear the ragged voice Come on son swallow your judgment, and help with a smoke They day is young my son, and I'm feeling damn blue The people walking don't see us And we might die before noon Aaaaah--Mama!! I used to play big game, shine my shoes, dig my old town But when my woman died at 34 I started driftin' on my own I burnt the house down straight Behind bars I was thrown So people could get rid of a stranger in the neighborhood Ever since I've stayed clean, change my clothes Ever since I've stayed clean, shave my face Ever since I've stayed clean, talk with people Ever since I've stayed clean, drown my soul But those cobbled streets of wine and cold won't save my soul  But those cobbled streets of wine and cold won't save my soul  Won't save my soul, won't save my soul
2.
Coal Is Mine 04:40
Pick it up man, your dusty shovel Spit on your hands and Stick it in the ground Put it on man, the dirty blue pants The black felt hat Here comes the man I'm looking at Here comes the man I'm looking at His life was written on his hands His soul was flooding in his veins And they talk to me Those big old hands I see For the same blood lives in me Get on down man, in the coal mine Spit on your hands and Stick the pick in the rock Bring'em up man, the chuncks of black coal And waste no time for We're selling well and we want some more We're selling well and we want some more His life was written on his hands His soul was flooding in his veins And they speak to me Those big old hands I see For the same blood lives in me Stretch'em out man, the muscle and bone And keep breathin' The air in your chest comes loaded with dust But we need you down man, you and a thousand To dig earth and stone You immigrant workers get the fuel for the nation You immigrant workers burn their youth for the nation His life was written on his hands His soul was flooding in his veins And they speak to me Those big old hands I see For the same blood lives in me
3.
See You Fall 04:06
See your empire is bleedin' And the troops are zoomin' back Inside my soul is smilin' My face tired and my fist is tight A crowd is gathered and standin' Before a wall it can't climb But they're standin' still and confident Cause they're no longer, no longer, no longer blind See your empire of crownies Today is fallin' apart Now come on brother Jump on my back Let's walk to the walls Let's watch the walls crack
4.
Heaven/Abyss 09:20
It's a canyon of moving proportion It's the fault line of a growing division It's a man-made disease in full expansion Leaving many souls to their own condition Leaving many souls to their own condition Contrast is real, and it's all over town Contrast is real, and it's bringin' me down Contrast makes me bleed It's a canyon of moving proportion The bitter inductor of a real suffocation That slowly kills by constriction And brings you down no way to carry on And brings you down no way to carry on Contrast is real, it's all over town Contrast is real, and it's bringin' me down Contrast makes me bleed It's a canyon of moving proportion It's the sweet taste of the white man's dominion Protecting the old convention Of Northern high tides and Southern question Of Northern high tides and Southern question Contrast is real, it's all over town Contrast is real, and it's bringin' me down Contrast makes me bleed Contrast makes me bleed Makes me bleed Makes me bleed Makes us bleed Makes us bleed

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released September 7, 2012

This self-produced EP was recorded in July 2012 by Jean-Guillaume Teheux at La Glacière in Brussels.
Mixed by Matthieu Charray at Sumo Studio - www.sumostudio.be
Mastering by Ångström - www.angstrom-mastering.com

Info: contact@moaningcities.com
Booking: nicolas@intersection.be

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The band is on stand-by since July 2017. No touring or recording is planned until further notice, you can still contact us on Facebook or by email: contact@moaningcities.com
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