
Run Through Everything
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- 1970s
- swamp rock
- blues rock
- southern rock
- energetic
- raw
- blues
- electric guitar
- acoustic guitar
- harmonica
- bass guitar
- drums (drum set)
- male vocalist
- ominous
- atmospheric
- psychedelic
- early 1970s
- vintage
- analog
Lyrics
Instrumental Intro
(Eerie swampland ambience, distant thunder, then the dark riff slams in)
Verse 1
Smoke hangs low over the cypress line
Rifle crack ringing down the valley line
Something moved past the fence post
I swear I saw it twice
Thunder rolling like a warning bell
Every shadow got a story to tell
Can't trust a face I know
Can't trust the moonlight
Pre-Chorus
Keep your eyes on the ridge
Keep your hand on the iron
Something's breathing in the reeds
And it's closing in behind you
Chorus
Through the jungle
Through the mud and the fire
Through the jungle
Running low on desire
Can't slow down now
Can't slow down now
Post-Chorus
Run run run
Run run run
Verse 2
Figures standing where the road bends low
Torches flickering where the black weeds grow
Wild dogs howling at the wire
Horses kicking at the stall
Barbed wire caught my sleeve at dawn
Firelight dancing on the broken lawn
I keep moving through the rain
Keep my back against the wall
Pre-Chorus
Keep your eyes on the ridge
Keep your hand on the iron
Something's breathing in the reeds
And it's closing in behind you
Chorus
Through the jungle
Through the mud and the fire
Through the jungle
Running low on desire
Can't slow down now
Can't slow down now
Instrumental Break
(Harmonica howls against slicing guitar fills, bass and drums barreling underneath)
Bridge
I hear the hounds baying cross the stream
I see the lanterns swinging like a dream
Who's the one who sold me out
Who's the one who pointed south
Every face is a knife in the dark
Every heartbeat leaves its mark
Chorus
Through the jungle
Through the mud and the fire
Through the jungle
Running low on desire
Can't slow down now
Can't slow down now
Post-Chorus
Run run run
Run run run
Outro
(Keep the riff churning, harmonica wailing, then the murky reversed ambience swallows it whole)
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