Black Snake Moan

from by Rob Jungklas

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Black Snake Moan

Lying on a pallet
In this sinkhole of a city
In a shack of corrugated tin
All liquored up and sweating, baby
I am sideways in my skin
I am positively poisonous
I am absolutely stoned
Let me tell you about
The black snake moan

This is where I live, baby
The underbelly of the two-backed beast
This where you live too, baby
And once you get a taste
There ain’t no peace
You can be a black hearted sinner
Or a blue eyed saint
Either way, when your cover is blown
You’ll be down in the basement
Doing the black snake moan

This ain’t the first time you have heard it, baby
You have heard it in a dream
And in this dream, you were straddling something
And in this dream, you were pushing hard up against something
And after a while, you didn’t feel nothing but the rhythm
And it felt so good
It made you want to scream

I don’t feel nothing but muscles and nerves
I can’t see nothing but shadowy forms
I ain’t thought about nothing but the hour of my death
Since the day that I was born
I am crying out for a drug to get me higher
A woman to get me off
I am crying out for Jesus to take me home
But every sound I make sounds like
The black snake moan
Every sound I make sounds like
The black snake moan

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from The Spirt And The Spine, released November 12, 2013

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Rob Jungklas Memphis, Tennessee

It seems that Jung Klas a man of extremes who have emotions and soul torments rush through blood and nerves as music. Sometimes he sounds like a lost soul or like a wounded animal that wants to shake his skin. Away from him

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