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lyrics
Wild Bunch Wild Bunch
What a god-damned tragic group of men
When William Holden was shot in the stomach
And died of bleeding from within
There’s blood on the veranda
And some man’s kidneys drying in the sub
The Wild Bunch didn’t like the future much
Tried to blow it away with their guns
Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
The Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
Ernest Borgnine’s grin
Had a gap in the teeth for the sun and the sand
And if he had not have been a killer of men
He’d have made a fine wagon salesman or a grampa
But at Aqua Verde, the screaming, the prayers and the gunfire
Are the last things he ever hears
And he dies the blood bubbling at his mouth and says
I would not have it any other way
Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
The Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
Angel’s throat cut, Mapache dies
All these god-damned outlaws going wild
This is the bloodiest scene of all the movies made
Up till 1969
And this is not the story of Billy The Kid
Or of Alfredo Garcia with his gigalo’s head
This is the Wild Bunch left for dead
With Robert Ryan on their trail
Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
The Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
And the railroad sent its killers to find you
And they will not stop until your dead
You were enemies together in the desert
But your brothers for the blood that you shed
Oh, how many, will celebrate your ending?
How may that you left in pain?
You widowed wives, you stole from prostitutes
You made good men your prey
They’re the wild bunch,
They’re the wild bunch,
Wild Bunch
And the Wild Bunch are dead.
There’s and in the food you eat
There’s a shaking in your hand
Poison in the booze you drink
Sad soul of a broken man
At the edge of the frontier
Is lone drunk Sam
Sam Peckinpah, the outlaw
The bastards on his trail.
Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
The Wild Bunch, Wild Bunch
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released October 27, 2023
Written, performed and produced by apollonio
Throwback pop with gleaming synths, chiming guitars, solid melodic hooks, and a cinematic sense of scale from North Carolina's Rachel Kiel. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2020