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The Black Crowes
Profane Prophecy
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Rock
Profane Prophecy was released on March 13, 2026 by Silver Arrow Records as a part of the album A Pound of Feathers
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
Performer
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Lead Vocals
Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Songwriter
Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, said I came from midnight just to sing my song
So come on! (Come on)
Girl, my magic is sweet and the spell last long
I said so long (So long)
I've been walking over thorns and it's raining frogs
Right on, said right on! (Right on)
I've been out beyond the valley of the dawn
Don't get me wrong (No, don't get it wrong)
[Chorus]
My pedigree and debauchery is my claim to fame
This profane prophecy has got me in it sweet embrace
So I sing my lovesick blues and sip my sour grapes
Hoping that someday soon I get to see your pretty face
[Verse 2]
Well I slept all night in a hollow log
Hoo, (Hoo, hoo)
I took the meat out the mouth of a rabid dog
Who's that?
I took one but I needed two more
Two more, three more
I eat casino breakfast off the kitchen floor
Yeah, want some more?
For sure!
[Chorus]
My pedigree and debauchery is my claim to fame
This profane prophecy has got me in it sweet embrace
So I sing my lovesick blues and sip my sour grapes
Hoping someday soon I get to see your pretty face
[Bridge]
Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, girl, what's got into you?
Is this the French Revolution or do you just got the blues?
[Chorus]
My pedigree and debauchery is my claim to fame
This profane prophecy has got me in it sweet embrace
So I sing my lovesick blues and sip my sour grapes
Hoping that someday soon I get to see your pretty face
[Outro]
So pretty, oh
But not pretty
[Outro]
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Written by: Chris Robinson, Rich Robinson

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