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Edition: Info-Rai

C/Gènova, núm. 30, 08041 Barcelona

Original Design: Marta Casal

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Photos: Aitor Tilla

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Art Direction: Lola Menta

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BiographyLyrics

When Your Number Isn’t UpHit The CityWedding DressMethamphetamine BluesOne Hundred DaysBombedStrange ReligionSideways In ReverseCome To MeLike Little Willie JohnCan’t Come DownMorning Glory WineHeadOut Of NowhereDriving Death Valley Blues

Concerts

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BIOGRAPHY-

BIOGRAPHY

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Did you call for the night porter?You smell the blood running warmI stay close to this frozen border, so close I can hit it with a stoneNow something crawls right up my spineThat I always got to followTurn out the lightsDon't see me drawn and hollowJust blood running warmNo one needs to tell you thatThere's no use for ya here anymoreAnd where are your friends?They've gone awayIt's a different world, they left you to thisTo janitorThe emptinessSo let's get it onWhen the sun is finally going down, and you're overdue to followBut you're still above the groundWhat ya got comin' is hard to swallowLike blood running warmDid they call for the night porterAnd smell the blood, blood running warmWell I've been waitin at this frozen border, so close you could hit it with a stone.

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When Your Number Isn’t Up

Hit The City Wedding Dress

The dark descends through the promised landDown kingdom come and the acid banI'm Babylon, burned inside outNothing to kill itI hit the cityIn Marianne I dug the holeAnd watched her trip on my heart of stoneAnd in the end all that crawled, was my skin I couldn't kill itI hit the city I hit the cityGhost arrives at its bitter endTo the promised land and the dark descentsI'm Babylon, burned inside outNothing to kill itI hit the city (x5)1,2,3,4I hit the city.

Would you put on that long white gownAnd burn like there's no more tomorrows?Will you walk with me undergroundAnd forgive all my sicknesses and my sorrows?Will you be shamed if I shake like I'm dyin'When I fall to my knees and I'm crying?Will you visit me where my body restsWill you put on that long white dress?Ba dadada, da, badadadada dadadaBa dadada, da, badadadaThe end could be soon, we'd better rent a roomSo you can love meWill you put on that long white dressWhile I burn when there's no more tomorrows?Will you remember me through the years I'll missAnd forget all the sadnesses and the sorrows?Ba dadada, da, badadadada dadadaBa dadada, da, badadada We got buried in the feverNow you love meGet a room, so you can love me. 8

Methamphetamine Blues

Wake up Wake upChildren don't ya hear me comin'Get up Get upBecause I got to have the honeyAnd I don't want to leave this heaven so soonRollin' children keep on rollin'Rollin' children keep on rollin'Keep the light turned low and the back door openMy love rain down like sugar so sweet(got what you want, so come and get it)Yes children I willTall lawman ridesWith his uniform clean, shine on his shoesMy radio playsMethamphetamine bluesand tell all the newsI'm rollin' just to keep on rollin'Wake upChildrenGet right soul church, keep a lock on the kitchenDo risks for your daddy(I’ll do it daddy)Keep your eyes wide open and my shotgun loadedCause I don’t want to leave this heaven so soonRollin’ just to keep on rollin’ (x3)My love rain down like sugar so sweet(got what you want, so come and get it)Yes babyTall lawmen ridesWith his uniform clean, shine on his shoesMy radio playsMethamphetamine bluesand tell all the newsI’m rollin just to keep on rollin’ (x3)I don’t want to leave this heaven so soon Rollin just to keep on rollin’ (x4)I don’t want to leave this heaven so soon.

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One Hundred Days

When the willow bends towards the end of dayAnd twilight falls againTo the funny sound that a blackbird makesTwilight falls againAs no good reason remains, I'll do the sameThinking of youOne day a ship comes in, one day a ship comes inBut I can't say how or whenBut I know somewhere

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the ship comes in every dayThere is no morphine, I'm only sleepingThere is no crime to dreams like thisAnd if you could take something with youIt would be rightSomething goodFrom my fingertips, the cigarette throws ashes to the groundI'd stop and talk to the girls

who work this street, but I got business farther downLike one long season of rain, I will remainThinking of youOne day a ship comes inFrom far away a ship comes inOne hundred days you wait for itAnd you know somewhere the ship comes in every dayThere is no morphine, I'm only sleepingThere is no crime to dreams like thisAnd if you could take something with youIt would be bright

Just like something good One day a ship comes inOne hundred days you wait for itSomething brightSomething so goodOne hundred daysA ship comes in every dayYou know it's goodYou know it's good A ship comes in every dayOne day a ship comes inIt’s goodWhen it's something good.

Bombed

Strange Religion

Love there are flowers hanging in the vineSo high you cannot seeNow my mind must go on holiday, torn from it's hook, a broken valentineI see the smoke from a revolver, will I get hit, I hardly careWhen I'm bombed I stretch like bubblegumAnd look too long straight at the morning sunLove there are flowers along the avenue, all things perfectly in placeI build a shrineI set a monument Because you're fireBecause you're a fire escape.

Can you stay here next to me? We'll just keep drivin'Because of you I see a lightThe Buick's a Century, a '73 like youSome strange religionI get my hands on some money momma, and a shot in the nightStared down the past and just scarred my eyesNow I know there's no easy rideShe's been the kind who would take it in strideSome jack of diamonds kicked her heart aroundDid they know they were walking on holy ground?Almost called it a day so many times 11

Didn't know what it felt like to be alive'Til you been a friend to me, like nobody else could beKeep my hands on the wheel now mommaGonna honestly tryShe looked past the scars and the burned out eyesYou could see I'm no easy rideShe's just the kind who might get you to buySome strange religionThis jack of diamonds kicked her heart aroundShoulda known they were walking on holy groundThis life might eventually just be the end of me, will I still be with you

Get in next to me, just keep drivingCause of you I been aliveAnd this Buick's a Century, '73 like youSome strange religionThe Buick's a Century, '73 like you.Some strange religion.

Sideways In Reverse

C'monOn a dead high wire we'll make a connectionNever knowing my shepherd never knowing my witnessC'mon now honey you're so sick and prettyC'mon now sugar 'cause you know it ain't easyBang bang bang let me shoot it all overGo down people give me your loveYou're another mistake, you're a sign of disaster Go down people give me your loveGonna shake shake shake as a matter of courseGoing down goin' down people give me your loveIt fights like a bitch and it kicks like a horseGoin' down goin' down people give me your loveAin't you glad ain't you glad ain't you glad little sisterGo down people give me your loveSideways in reverse I don't know any betterGo down people give me your loveYou gotta keep it running clean keep on fixin the machine(gonna give me your love) Goin' down goin' down people give me your loveKeep it running clean keep on fixin the machine(gonna give me your love) Goin' down goin' down people give me your love Going down people give me your love (x2)Goin' down goin' down people give me your love.

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Come To Me

Like Little Willie JohnCome to meLight on my shouldercome to meburn your starry crownmy dark angelI've tried, I can't get over'Cause when I think I'm climbingI'm really so far downTime takes a while, to break yaAnd now, only fire can wake yaOh weeping willowCoughing up my heartask god to see my shadowAnd kept us apartThrough my mind's every riot, or revelationyou've just now goneYou've just now gone, as I arriveAt every stationCome to meEither early or lateI've learned this by habitnow I know how to waitcome to me (x3)

There was nothing I could doWhere's Willie John?Dead so longBorn to fall, nothing at allWho's gonna grieveWhen you're gone?I once believedI wouldn't bleedI seen all these good looking womenWhile I'm getting off the planeRemember where my baby isStart thinkin' 'bout my babyAll she ever knew was troubleAnd for much I was to blameBut when I heard the news that nightI went down like a satelliteAnd when my world stood still that nightI dropped like a satellite She never knew how much I loved herShe never knew how much I caredI thought I'd get back to my special oneI thought I'd get on a lucky runI said I'd get back to my special oneI said I'd get on a lucky runGod damnWhere's Willie John?Dead so longBorn to fall, like nothing at allNow who's gonna grieve When you're gone?I once believed I'd never bleed

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But lord I'm all alone tonightDon't the sun love it's satellite?Lord I'm all alone tonightDon't the sun love it's satellite?I don't knowSeein' all these good looking womenAnd remember where my baby isStart thinkin' 'bout my babyRemember where my baby isStart me thinkin' 'bout my baby Where's my baby?

Can’t Come Down

Don't give a damn for moneyNever did I give a damn for goldTell me little doll, talk some sweet nothingA river runs deep and coldDon't know why but it keeps runningDon't know why I can't come downMoses has stood on the mountainDevil made it thunder and rainGirl I ain't afraid of temptationNo I ain't afraid of some painWatchin' little doll she just come runnin' Running straight awayStraight to me I got sweet nothingAnd only myself to blameI don't know why I just keep runningDon't know why I can't come downWalk, don't you walk on meDon't you step don't you step on meDon't you walk don't walk on meDon't you step on meDon't have no thing for moneyGot no jones for goldAll I got today is some sweet nothingNothing to take awayDon't know why I just keep runningDon't know why I can't come down Don't know why - somebodySomebody hears todayDon't know why, sweet nothingNothing to take awayNo I ain't afraid of temptationNo ain't afraid of some painNo ain't afraid of some painSomebody, somebodySomebody, can't come downSomebody, can't come downCan't come downSomebody, can't come downcan't come down...

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Morning Glory Wine

On the first time in loveWas electrocutionBut I fell out on the downBlind with injectionStrawberries, wake or nakedOut here you're aloneThese streets get very cold, you should knowYeah and don't I knowAre we gonna be judgedJudged on these lonely deedsAre we gonna cry, yeahAre we gonna freezeMorning glory wineGood people don't drink itSo I'm alone not thinking, pleaseHow you thrill me loveHow you kill me loveLike electrocutionMonday's all that's lost to loveTuesday shakes and pleadFriday comes and calls your bluffSunday's on her kneesIt's how you do me loveIf you knew me loveThere ain't no one to turn to.Because it's hard when you're on your own.

And you lost your way homeMorning glory wineGood people don't drink itSo on my own not thinking, pleaseIt's how you knew me loveIt's how you do me love Like electrocutionIt's like electrocutionMorning glory wineGood people don't drink itWhen you're on you're ownYou lost your way homeThere ain't nobody babyNobody to turn to I need somebody Somebody to turn toSomebody babySomeone to turn toMorning high Morning glory wineThere ain't nobody babyI need someone to turn toI need somebodyWanna get highI wanna get highNeed somebody to turn to.

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Head

Out Of Nowhere

So sad the girl I hadLost her head and it went badBlue her two eyes they were deadMirror mine and see she saidOne of these morningsI don't know herOne of these mornings I think I owe her… HeadOnce she signed a piece of my mindGirlie scenes and gasolinePorno pony she did rideForsaken long lost limosineI hear her talkin'I like to hear her talkin'See her walkin'I like to watch watch her come walkin'She lost it and man did it get badLazy eyes were deadMirror mine and see she saidOnce she drew a pictureStuck it in my pocketFind somewhere to reach her'Cause she let me rock itSee her walkin'I like to watch, watch her come walkin'

As it begins so too it endsCrawls to a stop and starts againThose highlights you've forced to shineShow me my way through wildernessAnd someday far from here I'll send a kissOut of nowhereAt times you see a ghost down on the streetWalks the hallway knocking door to doorWhere are you from night til 9amOnly a dark skinned Jesus knowsWhy suddenly your room is turnin' coldCold is nowhereAnd as it ends so it beginsCrawls to a stop and starts againThose highlights you've made are mineShow me my way through wildernessTo someone who's blind I'll send a kissOut of nowhere.

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Driving Death Valley Blues

Well I'm so tired of driving but here comes the highwayDon't wanna go cold turkeyRide with me Jesus so high on the mainlineIt's the last time I'll drive Death ValleyRemember her kiss is like keroseneThe rest of her only a memoryDon't feel so bad because you made meA picture so clearA picture so clear that it's crystallineBetter run to the doctor, girl, run to the medicineDon't wanna go cold turkeyI'll be your Napoleon be your crippled Alexander, butDon't wanna go up the countryShame there's nothing to hang it onExcept for this wreck that you made of meA blackbird singin' a moring song, sing along, sing to the end of a century, sing itWell I can't stand the thought of many more miles, butI don't wanna go cold turkey

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Here comes the highway can't you see what it made meIt's the last time I'll drive Death ValleyRemember her kiss is a keroseneThe exile lives in a memoryA scarecrow singin' a morning song, sing alongSing to the end of a centuryAre you still with me Jesus so high on the mainlineDon't let me go up the countryGirl better run, better run for the medicine Don't let me go cold turkeyDon't wanna go.

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CONCERTS

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16 September 2011: Austin - USAAustin City Limits Festival

23 September 2011: Las Vegas, NV - USAiHeartRadio Music Festival

24 September 2011: Atlanta, GA - USAMidtown Music

1 October 2011: Rio de Janeiro - BrazilRock In Rio

5 October 2011: Cape Town - South AfricaCape Town Stadium Support: The Parlotones

8 October 2011: Johannesburg - South AfricaFNB Stadium Support: The Parlotones

September 2011

October 2011

Mark

Lanegan

born

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