Gallows Hill

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stawarz
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Gallows Hill

Post by stawarz »

[Chorus]
Gallows Hill, Gallows Hill
--(Mother said you can suck on my peppermints)
Gallows Hill like a $50 Dollar Bill
--(Mother said you can suck on my peppermints)
Gallows Hill, Gallows Hill
--(Mother said you can suck on my peppermints)
Gallows Hill like a $50 Dollar Bill
--(Suck on my peppermints, Suck on my peppermints)

Mother said you can suck on my peppermints
So get on your knees
And tie my giant shoes like you should

They call me "Fireman" because I am one
Take my giant hose and spray water up and down
All over your house

Take a walk in the park
Enjoy the cool air
You ain't never seen these trees that color up around here

My dog got shot on gallows hill mother said
So I've got a nice car
That you can take a ride with me in

[Chorus]

I own 40 cats that live inside of my giant mansion
I weird like that see
I weird like that see just leave me alone

I'm not lonely when i go to
Bed at night because
I have 30 fishes swimming up and down in an aquarium

But mother said don't trust no fish with your money
I weird like that see
I weird like that see just leave me alone

Because fish's brains are very very very small
I weird like that see
I weird like that see just leave me alone

[Chorus x2]
"O, musicians, because my heart itself plays 'My heart is full of woe:' O, play me some merry dump, to comfort me." - William Shakespeare
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Post by Hoblit »

<b>Gallow Hill</b><i> by:Bloodberries And Cream</i>

I have an urge that I cannot fight
while dreaming of my potential plight
I need some slack rope with a little height
and a very brief descending flight

The grass up there is lush and long
the only place that I belong
gallow hill at the edge of town
where evil boys come swinging down

strolling the streets looking for a bite
catching the eyes of the ladies of the night
skirts lifted as I gaze at the site
tipping my hat as they giggle with delight

crossing the lane with the lamps shining bright
into the shadows provided by the light
Back to the wall I crouch low and tight
preparing to pounce when the moment is right

A working girl is now walking down the wrong side of the street
the corner that she is about to round is the same one where we meet
I jump out take her to the ground in a swift and graceful sweep
I begin to rip off her evening gown while my dagger's digging deep

reading her eyes for the helpless fright
Her face has become a ghastly white
her last words are broken, cliche, and trite
but my dreams of the hill grow and excite

The grass up there is lush and long
the only place that I belong
gallow hill at the edge of town
where evil boys come swinging down
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Post by Grumbleduke »

Gallows Hill by Ducking Stool

I read about the witch trials on the internet last night
And ever since I have been convinced that in a former life
Poor I was one of those cursed souls they hanged on Gallows Hill
Three hundred years and more ago, the ghosts remain there still
... And they're pretty angry

CHORUS: So I'm flying out to Gallows Hill it's a Wiccan Pilgrimage
Business class to Salem and I've packed my pointy hat
And when I get to Gallows Hill, I'm gonna sanctify that site
Lighting up black candle, dancing naked in the moonlight

Yeah, I got a cat and I got a natural buoyancy
which implies an unholy alliance with Beelzebub
And my baked goods, my baked goods
Always have a dash or my own urine
But that's no reason to take me and hang me like a criminal,
Hang me like a dog out there on Gallows Hill
300 years and more ago, and my ghost remains there still

CHORUS

SOLO

CHORUS

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Ducking Stool comprise of Diabolist on vocals and rhythm guitar, The PedoFinder General on Bass, Piano & backing vocals and Grumbleduke on lead guitar
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Gallows Hill by Kapitano

VERSE 1
Sitting like a statue in a prison cell
Waiting for the chiming of the morning bell
My name erased from history, my only real sin
Was trying to change the system from within

CHORUS
Final day
Final resting place
Final home
Hanging from a rope

VERSE 2
I could have planted bombs or started petrol fires
Or blackmailed crooked beaurocrats with cheating wives
I could have tried to make them change one bullet at a time
That would be worth dying for, a real crime
<a href="http://kapitano.me.uk/">Kapitano's Site of Musical Stuff (Under Construction)</a>
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Gallow's Hill
by WreckdoM
special thanks to the songfight community, details here:
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Oh Floppy Girl,
I love Willem Defoe so.
Axolotl’s octagonal smile
And thine sweaty glow.
When you sparkle at me
My heart stands inadvertently
Will you collapse my Uvula?
Up on Gallow’s hill

If Jan-Michael Vincent asked me
I’d eviscerate any defect
I would wrestle with
The world’s moistest womble
I’d run 12 miles
I’d pulse a ton of cheetos
If you’d hinder my head
Up on Gallow’s hill

Gallow’s hill is a goomba I’ve found
It’s a tumultuous table and there’s no coconut syrup around
So if you’ve got the Chinese apple let’s make a plan
To masticate away so you can hold my rectum.

Son of a biscuit! Erogenous victrola,
Life is so histrionic
Let’s eat some corpses
And drink chilled molasses
I’m perfidious and bleached
Like I just took a mechanic
Because you’re holding my smilers
Up on gallow’s hill

Gallow’s hill is a stiletto I’ve found
It’s a burnt spot and there’s no turtleneck around
You’re a bloody lady; I’m a 41 man,
So let’s defenestrate along and you can hold my pretuberances
"perhaps the most offensive and disturbing image I've ever heard in a song" - Hans Gruber
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Post by joshw »

The streets of Salem were a terrifying sight
The witches dancing with the demons in the night
Their evil minions watch the town as it's in bed
They wish 'em dead, with 'em dead, wish 'em dead

Old Rev. Parris knew that something was amiss
He felt the evil from a spiritual abyss
He knew the time had come to purify the town
Hunt 'em down, hunt 'em down, hunt 'em down


No time was wasted in assembling a squad
This pitchfork army on a mission sent from God
No witch was safe from Rev. Parris' brigade
Their crusade, their crusade, their crusade

"Call the magistrate and don't you wait another minute cuz this
Town is going to hell we don't put away the sinnin' and..
We got no time to let a jury have their turn
Let 'em burn, let 'em burn, let 'em burn"


The damned were crammed into a carriage in the square
Their faces battered and their bodies all were bare
The Reverend brought 'em to an isolated hill
Time to kill, time to kill, time to kill

One by one their necks were snapped beneath the cedar tree
The spirits vanished and the demons all were freed
They dug a hole to hold their devilish remains
They were slain, they were slain, they were slain


The town was safe from all these wicked dissidents
They could continue with their life of innocence
Dispensing justice from a higher power..


They built a church atop the spirits and the bones
Their moans were heard as they were laying down the stones
The witches got revenge beneath that steeple bell
They cast a spell, sent the Reverend to hell
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Post by Freudian Slip »

Gallows Hill
____________

All my God I'm--
not seeing forest
on the path that
leaves from trees
I dance my tune
You hear my silence
The gallows pole
is swinging me

All my gods left
The straight and narrow
( for a) --Rock riddled hill,
Beneath a tree
All the wind's left
It's barren branches
(as a) colder sleep
embraces me.

Lay me down easy
If you believe that
It's your belief
That sets me free
And All the wind's blow
It's barren branches
The bough that breaks
Won't cradle me

And your Salvation
Amounts to nothing
All your Gods won't
Leave me be
Crawl in your bed
You clutch your bible
As your Gallows Hill
Now shelters me.
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Gallows Hill, located in Salem, Massachusettes, also known as Witch Hill, was a place of execution where, some accounts claim, between 19 and 26 "acussed witches" were hanged. At the very top, stood a large oak tree. This place of execution was "a point where the spectacle would be witnessed by the whole surrounding country far and near", being on the brow of the highest eminence in the vicinity of the town. According to many sources, the executions took place on the southern edge of the hill.

To the Puritans, using their own Timber was considered an ungodly waste. To frivolously deplete their stores of precious lumber to dispatch a worthless minion of Satan? Unthinkable. Whereby, was established the "tradition" of hanging condemned from a living tree. Only in places where no sturdy, standing timber could be found, were the puritans compelled to fashion a place of execution.

Gallows Hill is now a historical site. It's also near the cemetary which now commemorates all those who died during the infamous witch trials. Year after year, people visit this the hill which became known as a final destination of the damned, and, year after year as people still search for the truth about devils in Salem, often instead, discover the shadows of the demons within themselves.

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To Be Is To Do. --Plato
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I could 'see' you-- humming away (a few pill bottles on the sideboard)...But it just didn’t measure up to the insanity that is Freudian Slip...
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Gallows Hill
- Caravan Leaf


Hey Boss-Man, hear what I say
I ain't coming into work today
An offshore breeze don't blow no ill
I'm going out surfing at Gallows Hill

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Down Gallows Hill
Down Gallows Hill
Down Gallows Hill

Hey little darlin' will you come with me
I'll show you surfing ecstasy
We'll ride them barrels baby all day long
Then chill out later with a bucket bong

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Down Gallows Hill
Down Gallows Hill
Down Gallows Hill

The green room is calling me
The green room is calling me
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Post by LockSmithDon »

Gallow Hill
- Tentativious

Massachusetts was oddly cold for June
The tree on the hill could sense the time of death was soon
The fog rolls in, the torches are lit
We have the rope, to kill the spirits on the hill

We can't, we won't, accept your lifestyle
Our rules, dishonored, you risk being exiled
We've asked you to change, to immulate us
You've been accused, the children were hurt

Off to the hill

Gallows Hill
I'm just like you
We know you're practicing witchcraft
What do you speak of?
I should not be going to the hill
Gallows Hill
We'll hang you high
I do not want to die
It doesn't matter, we'll be on the safe side
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