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1	You've Got the Shimmys Lyrics By – The Infamous Dr. ThunderMusic By – The Old Smugglers	3:12
2	Ocean Fell from the Sky Lyrics By, Music By – Mister December	4:22
3	Black Molasses Lyrics By – The Infamous Dr. ThunderMusic By – The Old Smugglers	2:16
4	Angel of the Sea Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	4:29
5	Told the World You Were Gilded Lyrics By – Mister DecemberMusic By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	3:09
6	Squelch Lyrics By – The Infamous Dr. ThunderMusic By – The Old Smugglers	2:19
7	Viaduct Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	4:03
8	Salad Days Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	4:14
9	Make Haste to the Smugglery Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	3:07
10	Best Parking Space on the Block Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	4:18
11	Posthumous Son Lyrics By, Music By – Mister December	3:59
12	Clipped Wings Lyrics By – Mister DecemberMusic By – The Old Smugglers	1:56
13	Return to the Sea Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	3:03
14	The Devil Always Knows Lyrics By – Mister DecemberMusic By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	3:08
15	Beat the Fire Outta You Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	2:11
16	Bullet Lyrics By, Music By – The Infamous Dr. Thunder	3:40
17	We All Walk the Plank Alone Lyrics By – The Old SmugglersMusic By – Mister December	5:50

Notes

With pounding headaches, our heroes crawl from the shores of Smuggler's Cove and into the dark and ominous woods that lie just beyond Point of No Return. It is getting late and the temperature is dropping. The screech of an owl and the taunts from the moon was enough to keep them pressing onward.

The Old Smugglers come to a clearing where they see the flicker of a lamp through a window of an oddly shaped house. In the distance they hear the faint sound of a child crying through the verses of Happy Birthday while a substitute teacher eagerly greets his classroom.

The Infamous Dr. Thunder and Mister December approach the dwelling and open the door. Heat blasts the room from an old cast iron stove. There is no electricity or running water. The hissing gas lamp on the center of the wall illuminates a menagerie of objects on a table. The shadows dance and drip off the ceiling as if the Devil himself drank the fire and gave them life.

Armed with 50 batteries, The Smugglers quickly get to work and record an aleatoric masterpiece of undeserved confidence and ill-conceived notions of grandeur as the snow starts to fall.

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