"Gold Fronts" as written by and John Baldwin Gourley....
The sun bent down and spoke with the last of the lips
They spoke of hell and things they'd never miss
Bridge shelter and the cold creek bed
That breaks backs and leads eyes down
Until faces drag against the dirt and ears living in that muddy sound
Where the white whales roll just once a year
And the arm feeds the hatchet with an African appetite
Matched machetes sparkle shine
And shape that small-scale guillotine

I've been getting pretty sleeping in these boxes
With those blackened mule faces outside my door
Shouting
Oooohhhhh

The club met the seal and the seal met the dog
That carried the man to the end of the trail
Where they walked down the streets pavement
Was black beneath their feet
I have been having a little trouble with these black glass lungs
And dealing in the man with the gold tooth grin


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"Gold Fronts" as written by John Baldwin Gourley

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    General Commenti think this song is about how the people in Africa are poor and starving, and they have to mine gold for the rich...? correct me if i'm wrong
    BlackGhoston March 26, 2006   Link
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    General CommentActually, this song is about homeless people dying on the streets of cities because they can't overcome their drug addictions and, therefore, cannot escape poverty.
    Sk8erpunk912on April 16, 2006   Link
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    General CommentSome changes to the above lyrics, as I hear 'em. You be the judge.
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    The son went down and spoke with the last lips...
    They spoke of hell and things they knew they'd never miss
    Bridge shelter 'round the cold creek bed
    Breaks backs and leads eyes down
    Faces drag against the dirt and ears shiver in this muddy sound
    Where the white waves roll just once a year
    Arms feed the hatchet with an African appetite
    Matched machetes, sparkle shine
    Shape the small-scale guillotine

    I've been getting pretty sleeping in these boxes
    The blackened mule faces outside my door
    Shouting, shouting (x2)

    Oooohhh

    The club met the seal and the seal met the dog
    It carried the man to the end of the trail
    Where they, walked down the street
    Pavement black beneath their feet
    I've had a little trouble with these black glass lungs
    I'm dealing with the man with the gold tooth grin

    I've been getting pretty sleeping in these boxes
    The blackened mule faces outside my door
    Shouting, shouting (x2)

    Oooohhh

    I've been getting pretty sleeping in these boxes
    The blackened mule faces outside my door
    Shouting, shouting (x2)

    Oooohhh
    =====

    On a literal sense, BlackGhost might have it, but Sk8terpunk seems to get the metaphor behind it all.
    Socodaxon January 13, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI love this song!!

    "The son went down and spoke with the last lips...
    They spoke of hell and things they knew they'd never miss"

    -talking about a kid dying and with the last of his breath he talked of the awfful place he lived in"hell" and how hee'll never miss it.
    humble_024on February 28, 2007   Link
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    General Commenti used to think that he was saying "shawty" during the chorus. it fit the gold fronts title.

    i think i liked this song a lot better when i was singing that instead.
    mavrixon June 07, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThis is my favorite song off that album. I thought they were saying "showdown" instead of "shouting" at first, though.
    nemton September 30, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThis song is about the seal hunt.
    blink182_tom_on October 21, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI somehow interperate this song to have something do to with the black market aslo.
    briiiaron January 03, 2009   Link

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