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Steam Rising - Murder By Death



     
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Steam Rising Lyrics


There is steam rising
From the gravel on the road
There is black coal filling up our homes
It seeps through the window cracksIt slips through the floorboards
The mortar is turning black
The foundation starts to crack
Honey, pack your bags and goThere is steam rising from the belly of the beast
There is hell on earth
There are demons beneath the sheets
They see through the window cracksThey slip through the floorboards
The mortar is turning black
The foundation starts to crack
Honey, pack your bags and goThere is steam rising from the gravel on the road
There is black coal filling up our homes
It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane
It slips through the floorboards and up through the drainThere is steam rising from the gravel on the road
There is black coal filling up our homes
It seeps through the cracks in the windowpane

It slips through the floorboards and up through the drain

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Indiana's Murder by Death (formerly known as Little Joe Gould) layers the vocal sounds of an old saloon with the haunting strings of a Hungarian folk dance and the hard driving rhythms of pure rock 'n' roll, producing what Stuff magazine has called "lush, orchestrated songs," somehow simultaneously reminiscent of Johnny Cash and Radiohead. Added to that thick and intriguing sound are a series of dark and ironic lyrics, combining the mood and tone of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds with the narrative force of The Decemberists or a short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne.

Read more about Murder by Death on Last.fm.


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