Blow The House Down
By: Darlingside
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Description
We played this song in a freezing cold barn in Western Massachusetts...31 degree temperature. If you look closely, you can see our breath in the air. It was the first time we played it live, a really memorable performance for us--we're glad someone in the crowd popped open his flip camera and grabbed it.
Lyrics
This one went to market This one makes a meal at home This one has closets While the have-nots down the way have none So I go to the mountains, I go to the river I pilot machines People have places And the places have the people's dreams Oh, puff puff and blow the house down... There's a song for the robbers On the other side of windowpanes A song for the cowboys Held up in hundred-mile-an-hour trains And there's one for the lovers, and one for the sinners That they sing in the pews Short of distinctions I'd say we've all grown tired of singing blues Oh, puff puff and blow the house down...