Oh, I'm not complaining. Anyways, thread integrity.
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
(Take your places)
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Can we fix it?
Yes we can!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Scoop, Muck and Dizzy
and Roley too.
Lofty and Wendy
join the crew.
Bob and the gang
have so much fun.
Working together,
they get the job done!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Time to get busy.
Such a lot to do!
Building and fixing
'til it's good as new.
Bob and the gang
make a really good sound.
Working all day
till the sun goes down.
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Can you fix it?
Right.
Left a bit.
Right a little.
Ok, straight down.
We can tackle any situation
Look out, here we come
Can we dig it? Yes!!!!!!
Can we build it? Yes!!!!!!!
Can we fix it? Yes!!!!!!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Digging and mixing
Having so much fun
Working together
They get the job done
Can we dig it? Yes
Can we build it? Yes
Can we fix it? Yes
Bob the builder! Hey!!!
Bob the builder! Altogether now
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes, yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
oooooooh!!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
We'd better get some work done!
Smokey Robinson constantly looks like he's trying to act natural after being accused of farting.
They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
They say every man needs protection
They say that every man must fall
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Somewhere so high above this wall
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd
A man who swears he's not to blame
All day long I hear him shouting so loud
Just crying out that he was framed
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
-The Band
Camden 8/28/1998; Jones Beach 8/24/2000; Camden 9/1/2000; Camden 9/2/2000; Albany 4/29/2003; New York 7/8/2003; Vancouver 9/2/2005; Atlantic City 10/1/2005; Albany 5/12/2006; E. Rutherford 6/1/2006; E. Rutherford 6/3/2006; New York 6/24/2008; New York 6/25/2008; New York 5/20/2010
Beautiful, you're beautiful, as beautiful as the sun
Wonderful, you're wonderful, as wonderful as they come
And I can't help but feel attached
To the feelings I can't even match
With my face pressed up to the glass, wanting you
Beautiful, you're beautiful, as beautiful as the sky
Wonderful, it's wonderful, to know that you're just like I
And I'm sure you know me well, as I'm sure you don't
But you just can't tell
Who'll you love and who you won't
And I love you, as you love me
So let the clouds roll by your face
We'll let the world spin on to another place
We'll climb the tallest tree above it all
To look down on you and me and them
And i'm sure you know me well, as I'm sure you don't
But you just can't tell, who you'll love and who you won't
Don't let your life wrap up around you
Don't forget to call, whenever
I'll be here just waiting for you
I'll be under your stars forever
Neither here nor there just right beside you
I'll be under the stairs forever
Neither here nor there just right beside you
Life - thin as a thread
Sometimes you're lucky
Sometimes you're better off dead
Your first breath is taken and in
to the world you are cast
You long for tomorrow while
living each day as your last
Well I know what your heart desires
But you can't take it with you
Into the fire
Now you've done all you can
Your life's at the crossroads
You watch as it slips through your hands
So stand on the mountain and
shout in vain at the sky But nobody hears you - the
words only echo inside
Oh shelter the flame - it may expire
Risin' up from the ashes
Into the fire
Just hold on to your life down to the wire
Oh out from the dragon's jaws
Into the fire
There's a moment in every man's life
When he must decide what is
wrong and what's right
You could wait for your dreams to come true
But time has no mercy
Time won't stand still for you
Well I know what your heart desires
Crawlin' out from the wreckage
Into the fire
Here I go...into the fire
I know...what your heart desires
Life - thin as a thread
Sometimes you're lucky
Sometimes you're better off dead
Your first breath is taken and in
to the world you are cast
You long for tomorrow while
living each day as your last
Well I know what your heart desires
But you can't take it with you
Into the fire
Now you've done all you can
Your life's at the crossroads
You watch as it slips through your hands
So stand on the mountain and
shout in vain at the sky But nobody hears you - the
words only echo inside
Oh shelter the flame - it may expire
Risin' up from the ashes
Into the fire
Just hold on to your life down to the wire
Oh out from the dragon's jaws
Into the fire
There's a moment in every man's life
When he must decide what is
wrong and what's right
You could wait for your dreams to come true
But time has no mercy
Time won't stand still for you
Well I know what your heart desires
Crawlin' out from the wreckage
Into the fire
Here I go...into the fire
I know...what your heart desires
Ooo. nice one! great lyrics!
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
Got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you?
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And tired of all these soldiers here
No one speaks English and everything's broken
And my Stacys are soaking wet
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight
Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger
Your silhouette window light
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinaman and the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the strip-tease shows
Go, waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No, I don't want your sympathy
The fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of the action anyhow
Go, waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailor
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant, she killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donna, the perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers
The night watchman flame keepers and goodnight to Matilda too
Smokey Robinson constantly looks like he's trying to act natural after being accused of farting.
Disgustipated
And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus. Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on........ This is necessary. It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up at your sky then. That made blue be your color. You had your knife there with you too. When you stood up there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky. You wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like this. You were already getting nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when you stood up. Your head was almost empty. It always hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up out of your ditch onto your gravel road and began to walk, waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. "If God is our Father," you thought, "then Satan must be our cousin." Why didn't anyone else understand these important things? You got to your car and tried all the doors. They were locked. It was a red car and it was new. There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. Out across your field, you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. You began to walk towards them. Now red was your color and, of course, those little people out there were yours too.
I can't hide, no
On the mantle
I'm not sad
Until I'm home
It's the season
I'm all reason
I have seen
All I have grown
Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
At the seams
I'm a lender
I'm a planter
I put something
In the garden
In the handle
On the mantle
I met Santa
I met God
I'm a lady
Can you save me?
It's the sulfur
I have grown
'Tis the season
I'm all reason
I have fleas
So run on home
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
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[size=+2]The Welfare Poets[/size]
The Media
Itís the media
causing mass hysteria in all areas
Theyíre all carriers of false information
All barriers to true emancipation
and its scarier when youíre aware
how theyíre connected to corporation
Whoís the real terrorist
wanna pose some evidence
facts that are relevant
incase you missed history cus of television
here to perform an exorcist
after seeing satanís horns
peeking through the wreckage mist
I hope you can handle this
especially if youíre sitting home
with the candles lit
zoning out to channel shit
for its an obsession
which controls you perceptions
molds your conceptions
holds your mind hostage for your soul
for they know itís a kind of weapon
that could be lethal
heal the blind
and free the people
if you knew the truth
you could teach the youth
expose them to all the evils
so we could see through
to raise the feeble
to realize theyíre regal
understand what it means
to be able to walk through the eyes of needles
eradicate riddles
come to terms with God
then collide with these devils
never play the middle
cus then itíll be at a level
where things will never get settled
so my foots on the pedal
Iím gripping the metal
dipping on severalwhose mentalís are rentals
no matter how much we show you
what we went through
you choose to neglect essentials
make moves but with only respect to presidentials
We Projected the Blues
to take you to the door of consciousness
but you never stepped through
What kept you?
Thoughts are still unreal
and too sensual
for you refuse to deal with the
fundamentals
So this is streets news
with complete views we resent you
weíll repeat tools to increase the pool
of our people potential
weíll organize coups
decolonize schools
and baptize the hypnotized
so they realize they have eyes for their own views
so fuck the news
and bring it on ñ
cus Viacom donít want to stop the war Ö
stop the bombs
my people uninformed
is the worst way to be unarmed
shit ñ they donít want us to remain calm
they want paranoia to set in
so they could lock us down
to the point that weíre kept in
Donít you see the
conservative backlash
we find ourselves in?
People wave flags
subconsciously forgiving anyone
who made it bad for us in the past
now that shit is sad
people have gone mad
beyond crazy
Cus now they love Guliani
Canít get enough of Pataki
they hug politician
and snug with their lackeys
What the fuck can someone smack me!
Shit canít be
It seems many have forgotten
about police brutality
And the fight to end racial profiling
is a thing of history
And the plight for
Vieques Island is missing
and considered a mystery
Why canít they see
that shit like that
will only bring them more misery?
But they wonít listen to me
They wonít listen to me
Chorus
Turn off your TVs
Donít believe their news
Donít read their views
Theyíll keep you confused
Forget how to tie shoes
Talk about pulling yourself by your used bootstraps
Now whoís strapped
food strapped
somehow accused and trapped?
People in Vieques abused
cause theyíre brown and black
Just like down in Afghanistan
and in Iraq
Itís a part of their plan
of world domination
Control the land, its resources
and set up corporations
So if there wasnít oil
in the Middle East
Would there be a reason for war ñ
a reason to declare peace?
Would the Israelis be able
to occupy the Bethlehem streets
if they werenít backed from the beginning
by the u.s. hell-fire heat?
Yo -can we speak?
Did you peep
how America boguard Mecca
making the call for a Jihad complete?
Lets get deep
ad make leaps
into parts of history that they donít want to leak
What Is-real?
Which is fake?
Take a peak
Would this country come to the aid
a fellow corrupt state like Kuwait
if they only grew
wheat?
Yo donít sleep
cus what youíll reap
would be what someone else sowed
so no matter what grows
youíll have that to keep
And did you see
how this country talked meek
and court sweet
for a confrontation
with Pakistan they donít seek?
For these sheiks
hold heat
could shake with a nuclear
hand when they do greet
and how an Islamic fleet
could bring Babylon
to its eventual defeat
making prophecy complete
at the same time
smashing the riddle of the beast
as the answer lies
in why they chopped off
the black features to the sphinx
the same reason they want you think
Africa and Middle East arenít linked
stealing the Pyramids Gyza
right from
under your feat in a blink
as Elizabeth Taylor winks
for she knows that the stolen legacies are closer
to complete
she know
she knows
but the drum beat
that runs deep
on these streets
have been intercepted by hums of guns from rising slums in the east
for weíre all connected
yet a bit demented
ever since when these Jinns came with their aggression
the Nile never flowed down
But somehow our geography has been infested
with pornography
making history more easy to be molested
Plans were perfected
instead of Communism
we have another ideology
to be detested
Thatís how they keep your
interest invested
Air-waves projected
views that people
accepted
I aint lying
we need to free Palestine and bless it
What youíre blind
You lost your mind
Canít you see denying
self-determination is a deadly crime?
And donít forget Puerto Rico cus itís mine
As the sun was born shine
heavily on my soul
away from the cold
something you stole
like the black gold
for which you bombed Iraq
People armed with just the Quoran and Islam intact
You said your war was
for Saddam but in fact
you blew up hospitals,
schools, sewage treatment centers and water supplies
adding sanctions
making it possible every month
for 5 thousand children to die
So let it echo
as we will continue
to deliver the street news directly to the ghetto
As satan perches
right there on the churchís steeple
the media, theyíre filming
but they wonít show the people
for their plans are to keep you
and your mind in a fetal stage
and leave you in a daze
engaged in a maze
as you find your mind stays forever afraid
forever afraid
Chorus
by Ray Ramirez
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
You say the hill's too steep to climb
Climb it.
You say you'd like to see me try
Climbing.
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
That hill in my own way.
Just wait a while for the right day.
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds
I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today.
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
Smiling.
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round
Frowning.
And who's the fool who wears the crown?
And go down,
in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd.
(And for those who know this song well... here are the lyrics to "You'll Never Walk Alone" which is the Liverpool F.C. football (soccer) song you hear sung at the beginnig and end of this great Pink Floyd song:
When you walk through a storm
hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone. )
Camden 8/28/1998; Jones Beach 8/24/2000; Camden 9/1/2000; Camden 9/2/2000; Albany 4/29/2003; New York 7/8/2003; Vancouver 9/2/2005; Atlantic City 10/1/2005; Albany 5/12/2006; E. Rutherford 6/1/2006; E. Rutherford 6/3/2006; New York 6/24/2008; New York 6/25/2008; New York 5/20/2010
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
Think I'll just give in
Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Neither side is sacred
Crawling in the hole
The grass is greener
Over here
You're the fog that
Keeps it clear
Re-inventing
What we knew
Taken time is
All but true
You're the reason
I feel pain
Feels so good to
Feel again
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
But I can't give in
Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home
The grass is greener
Over here
You're the fog that
Keeps it clear
Re-inventing
What we knew
Taken time is
Weird but true
You're the reason
I feel pain
Feels so good to
Feel again
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
May I just give in
Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home
The grass is greener
Over here
You're the fog that
Keeps it clear
Re-inventing
What we knew
Taken time is
Weird but true
You're the reason
I feel pain
Feels so good to
Feel again
Ohhhhhh
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
I've got a soul
That can not sleep
At night when something
Just ain't right
Blood red
But without sight
Exploding egos
In the night
Mix like sticks
Of dynamite
Red black or white
This is my fight
Come on courage
Let's be heard
Turn feelings
Into words
American equality
Has always been sour
An attitude
I would like to devour
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
The power of equality
Is not yet what it ought to be
It fills me up like a hollow tree
The power of equality
Right or wrong
My song is strong
You don't like it
Get along
Say what I want
Do what I can
Death to the message
Of the Ku Klux Klan
I don't buy supremacy
Media chief
You menance me
The people you say
Cause all the crime
Wake up motherfucker
And smell the slime
Blackest anger
Whitest fear
Can you hear me
Am I clear
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
I've got tapes
I've got c.d.'s
I've got my Public Enemy
My lilly white ass
Is tickled pink
When I listen to the music
That makes me think
Not another
Motherfuckin' politician
Doin' nothin' but something
For his own ambition
Never touch
The sound we make
Soul sacred love
Vows that we take
To create straight
What is true
Yo he's with me
And what I do
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
Madder than a motherfucker
Lick my finger
Can't forget
'Cause the memory lingers
Count 'em off quick
Little piccadilly sickness
Take me to the hick
Eat my thickness
I've got a welt
From the Bible belt
Dealing with the hand
That I've been dealt
Sitting in the grip
Of a killing fist
Giving up blood
Just to exist
Rub me wrong
And I get pissed
No I can not
Get to this
People in pain
I do not dig it
Change of brain
For Mr. Bigot
Little brother do you hear me
Have a heart oh come get near me
Misery is not my friend
But I'll break before I bend
What I see is insanity
Whatever happened to humanity
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"
And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled while facing a four flush
And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine
And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead
And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling
Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard
Why am I walking, where am I running
What am I saying, what am I knowing
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin'
In the words that I'm thinkin'
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking
What am I giving, what am I taking
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down
"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding
And you need something special
Yeah, you need something special all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes
You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word
That maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill
And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny
No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell
That no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse
And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'
Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache«
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses
And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back
My friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world
And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant
And make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of money and chicks
And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel
Good God Almighty
THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL"
No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads
Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist
And turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon
At sundown
I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun - to be another one
Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all
To criticize me some crime - never the less
They could not understand that I'm a Black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situation's unreal
I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel
They got me rottin' in the time that I'm servin'
Tellin' you what happened the same time they're throwin'
4 of us packed in a cell like slaves - oh well
The same motherfucker got us livin' is his hell
You have to realize - that its a form of slavery
Organized under a swarm of devils
Straight up - word'em up on the level
The reasons are several, most of them federal
Here is my plan anyway and I say
I got gusto, but only some I can trust - yo
Some do a bid from 1 to 10
And I never did, and plus I never been
I'm on a tier where no tears should ever fall
Cell block and locked - I never clock it y'all
'Cause time and time again time
They got me servin' to those and to them
I'm not a citizen
But ever when I catch a C-O
Sleepin' on the job - my plan is on go-ahead
On the strength, I'ma tell you the deal
I got nothin' to lose
'Cause I'm goin' for the steel
You know I caught a C-O
Fallin' asleep on death row
I grabbed his gun - then he did what I said so
And everyman's got served
Along with the time they served
Decency was deserved
To understand my demands
I gave a warnin' - I wanted the governor, y'all
And plus the warden to know
That I was innocent -
Because I'm militant
Posing a threat, you bet it's fuckin' up the government
My plan said I had to get out and break north
Just like with Oliver's neck
I had to get off - my boys had the feds in check
They couldn't do nuthin'
We had a force to instigate a prison riot
This is what it takes for peace
So I just took the piece
Black for Black inside time to cut the leash
Freedom to get out - to the ghetto - no sell out
6 C-Os we got we ought to put their head out
But I'll give 'em a chance, cause I'm civilized
As for the rest of the world, they can't realize
A cell is hell - I'm a rebel so I rebel
Between bars, got me thinkin' like an animal
Got a woman C-O to call me a copter
She tried to get away, and I popped her
Twice, right
Now who wanna get nice?
I had 6 C-Os, now it's 5 to go
And I'm serious - call me delirious
But I'm still a captive
I gotta rap this
Time to break as time grows intense
I got the steel in my right hand
Now I'm lookin' for the fence
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by 52 brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But power from the sky
And from the tower shots rang out
A high number of dose - yes
And some came close
Figure I trigger my steel
Stand and hold my post
This is what I mean - an anti-nigger machine
If I come out alive and then they won't - come clean
And then I threw up my steel bullets - flew up
Blew up, who shot...
What, who, the bazooka was who
And to my rescue, it was the S1Ws
Secured my getaway, so I just gotaway
The joint broke, from the black smoke
Then they saw it was rougher thatn the average bluffer
'Cause the steel was black, the attitude exact
Now the chase is on tellin' you to c'mon
53 brothers on the run, and we are gone
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
They pretend to be the ones to be afraid of
Caressing our souls away from us
And all of the world to keep us all in line
If we just fold our hands and smile
So many wasted
Promises rhapsodized
Promises to take us higher
Don't be afraid of their excommunication, you'll survive.
We'll have no shame cos you will stand the climb and you will rise.
So many wasted promises rhapsodized
So many wasted Sundays trying to avoid the fire
So many wasted
Promises to take you higher
They pretend to be the one we should be afraid of
Caressing our souls away
So many wasted promises rhapsodized
So many wasted Sundays trying to avoid the fire
I've seen the twisted ways
They push the guilt inside, and made you believe you have to try
To suffer live and die their way
But it doesn't have to be this way.
You don't have to be shaken and confused and
Hang on to anything you can find.
Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell ~ The Flaming Lips
I was waiting on a moment
But the moment never came
All the billion other moments
We're just slipping all away
I must have been tripping
Just ego tripping
I was wanting you to love me
But your love it never came
All the other love around me
Was just wasting all away
I must have been tripping
Just ego tripping
I was waiting on a moment
But the moment never came -
But the moment never came -
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
Woven in the surface a premonition of a land erupting
A sparkling occasion of a city crashdown! overhead
Revolv'n in a whirlpool a drag-o-rama walk'n on the
Sidewalk so let me see ya howl'n through the keyhole
"god damn, swept away" she shouted - she love it - get
In away yeah! I concentrate the midnight without the
Benefit of ceremony - whoever said, "The one who strips
Your soul is the one that got away" a weather-beaten
Angel descending to embrace the cemetery - got love - so
Mystifying "god damn, swept away" she shouted - she
Love it - get in away yeah! she shouted - she love it - get
In away - yeah! voodoo beat on
The mind the digs too deep to find
Something has got to give, man
[psych-out] racketeer or star you
Are just what you are, don't play
The misty, baby! [get you] into a
River sky electro nation cry "i need
Another, now" drift beyond the
Sleeping the moon is shift'n
Shadows on her figure - swamptime
Locomotion "i can't take it,
Anymore!" sunlight through the
Shutters illuminating moment to
The moment buzz a halo over "god
Damn, swept away" she shouted -
She love it - get in away - yeah -
Planet pretty kill - motherfucker hang me on the
Thrills - psychoholic slag tomorrow is another drag
[yeah] picnic in the homeland - like a jesus super-star
Yeah! kiss me deadly, baby [baby] i know who you are
[come on] planet pretty kill - motherfucker hang me on
The thrills yeah! no small heaven [haven] i got the left
Hand of the keeper - meet me in st. louis "god" a one-
Way ticket's cheaper yeah! time-travel i'm walk'n
[walk'n] i got a white line zombie fever [fever] yeah!
Time bomb the hero [hero] yeah get down!!
come to send, not condescend
transcendental consequence
is to transcend where we are
who are we? who we are
trampled moss on your souls
changes all you're a part
seen it all, not at all
can't defend fucked up man
take me a for a ride before we leave...
circumstance, clapping hands
driving winds, happenstance
off the track, in the mud
that's the moss in the aforementioned verse
just a little time, before we leave...
stop light plays its part
so i would say you've got a part
what's your part? who you are
you are who, who you are
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To hear that you're asking whenever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being saddd-aaaddd-aaaddd-aaaddd yeah....
In her false witness, we hope you're still with us,
To see if they float or drown
My favorite patient, a display of patience,
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, And burn all the liars,
leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being saddd-aaaddd-aaaddd-aaaddd yeah....
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To know that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being saddd-aaaddd-aaaddd-aaaddd yeah....
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
get yourself together
let the light pour in
pour yourself a hot bath
pour yourself a drink
nothing's going to happen
without warning
down is the new up
what is up, buttercup?
down is the new up,
is the new up
won't you be my girl?
won't you be my girl?
your services
are not required
your future's bleak
you're so last week
ladies and gentlemen
without a safety net
I shall now perform a 180 flip-flop
I shall now amputate
I shall now contort
because down is the new up
and so what if I just flip-flop?
down is the new up
down is the new up
down is the new up
is the new up
crawled off and left us
crawled off and left us, you bastard
bastard
you're on candid camera
the chink in your armor
topsy-turvy town
topsy-turvy town
shake your pockets out
pass it on, pass it down
topsy-turvy town
topsy-turvy town
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
BLOW UP THE OUTSIDE WORLD
Nothing seems to kill me no matter how hard I try
Nothing is closing my eyes
Nothing can beat me down for your pain or delight
And nothing seems to break me
No matter how hard I fall nothing can break me at all
Not one for giving up though not invincible I know
I've givin' everything I need
I'd give you everything I own
I'd give in if it could at least be ours alone
I've given everything I could
To blow it to hell and gone
Burrow down in and
Blow up the outside world
Someone tried to tell me something
Don't let the world bring you down
Nothing will do me in before I do myself
So save it for your own and the ones you can help
Want to make it understood
Wanting though I never would
Trying though I know it's wrong
Blowing it to hell and gone
Wishing though I never could
Blow up the outside world
Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore...
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake...
Daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate...
Little secrets, tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
Ransom paid the devil...
He whispers pleasing words...
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...
Little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
Ill decide...take the dive...
Take my time...not my life...
Wait for signs...believe in lies...
To get by...its divine...whoa...
Oh, you know what its like...
Turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line...
Puts his faith and love in tremor christ...
Oh he deals them off of the top. Ties them off.
Fills it up with his past. Gets carried away.
Oh half his life a hand me down wasted away.
Oh he fills it up with the love of a girl.
Oh he left it alone drilled the pain with money to buy.
How he makes his getaway. How he makes his getaway.
Oh he chose a path. Heavy the fall. Quarter to four.
Fills his night with the thought of a girl.
How he makes his getaway. How he makes his getaway.
How he makes his getaway. Get away.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Setting sun can't shine, now you're gone
Inside sleeping, my heart beating
You know that you tried to hide it
Couldn't you have said what you meant? Oh...
Time heals, time congeals around us
Endless hours of wasted moments
Understanding, not demanding
Your eyes tell what you feel inside
Setting sun can't shine, now you're gone
Inside sleeping, my heart beating
You know that you tried to hide it
Shouldn't you have said what you meant?
YOU LIED!
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
What is what, man, they got us so scared
Thinking we so evil way down under there
Whooo! I made a nasty decision
To love whoever I want just-a whenever I can
The things they say is evil urges baby, they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, if ya ain't hurting anybody
Evil urges baby; they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, if ya ain't hurting anybody, anybody
Well if it's all the same, we’re tired of waiting come on then
And dedicate your love to any woman or man
No racial boundary lines, no social subdivisions
If you want it, you can
Well I'm not saying, I'm not saying that I want it someday
Well I'm not saying, I'm not saying that I want it somehow
Well I'm not saying, I'm not saying that I want it someday
Woo, I'm ready it for now (I'm ready for it now!)
The things they say is evil urges baby; they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, if ya ain't hurting anybody
Evil urges baby come on; bad is all the same come on now
It ain't evil baby, if it ain't hurting anybody anybody
Evil urges baby, they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, ’cause ya ain't hurting anybody anybody
Smokey Robinson constantly looks like he's trying to act natural after being accused of farting.
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are Choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This hoooooly realityy, this hoooooly experience.
Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.
Aliiiiive!
In this hoooooly reality, in this hoooooly experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...
Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and, celebrate this
(chance to beeeeee alive and breathing 2x)
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
all this pain is an illusion.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
It was 5 years ago yesterday Judith got her wings.
Judith
you're such an inspiration for ways that i will never ever choose to be.
oh so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you.
Thank(fuck) your god.
he did this, took all you had and left you this way.
still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit. never thought to question why.
it's not like you killed someone.
it's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side.
praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed.
he did it all for you.
oh so many ways for me to show you how your dogma has abandoned you.
pray to your christ, to your god.
never taste of the fruit,
never stray, never break,
never choke on a lie,
even though he's the one who did this to you
thought to question why
it's not like you killed someone.
it's not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side.
talk to jesus christ as if he knows the reasons why he
did this all to you.
he did it all for you.
I, I'm so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is all right with me
'Cause you make me feel so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you
Since (baby), since we've been together
Loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I'll never be untrue
Let's, let's stay together
Lovin' you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad
Why, why some people break up
Then turn around and make up
I just can't see
You'd never do that to me (would you, baby)
Staying around you is all I see
(Here's what I want us to do)
Let's, we oughta stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
[size=-2]nobody else sings this one like al green... [/size]
"Ladies and gentlemen, the President of the United States, Barack Obama."
"Obama's main opponent in this election on November 4th (was) not John McCain, it (was) ignorance."~Michael Moore
"i'm feeling kinda righteous right now. with my badass motherfuckin' ukulele!"
~ed, 8/7
Comments
Well, who doesn't love it when they have a crush?
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Oh, I'm not complaining.
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
(Take your places)
aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Can we fix it?
Yes we can!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Scoop, Muck and Dizzy
and Roley too.
Lofty and Wendy
join the crew.
Bob and the gang
have so much fun.
Working together,
they get the job done!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Time to get busy.
Such a lot to do!
Building and fixing
'til it's good as new.
Bob and the gang
make a really good sound.
Working all day
till the sun goes down.
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Can you fix it?
Right.
Left a bit.
Right a little.
Ok, straight down.
We can tackle any situation
Look out, here we come
Can we dig it? Yes!!!!!!
Can we build it? Yes!!!!!!!
Can we fix it? Yes!!!!!!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
Digging and mixing
Having so much fun
Working together
They get the job done
Can we dig it? Yes
Can we build it? Yes
Can we fix it? Yes
Bob the builder! Hey!!!
Bob the builder! Altogether now
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes, yes we can!
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
oooooooh!!
(chorus)
Bob the builder
Can we fix it?
Bob the builder
Yes we can!
We'd better get some work done!
They say every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
They say every man needs protection
They say that every man must fall
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Somewhere so high above this wall
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd
A man who swears he's not to blame
All day long I hear him shouting so loud
Just crying out that he was framed
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
-The Band
One of my favorites off Mellon Collie!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=WwdxbMXet0o
another amazing song off the blue disc:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=iPWmfWcVvDY
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Life - thin as a thread
Sometimes you're lucky
Sometimes you're better off dead
Your first breath is taken and in
to the world you are cast
You long for tomorrow while
living each day as your last
Well I know what your heart desires
But you can't take it with you
Into the fire
Now you've done all you can
Your life's at the crossroads
You watch as it slips through your hands
So stand on the mountain and
shout in vain at the sky
But nobody hears you - the
words only echo inside
Oh shelter the flame - it may expire
Risin' up from the ashes
Into the fire
Just hold on to your life down to the wire
Oh out from the dragon's jaws
Into the fire
There's a moment in every man's life
When he must decide what is
wrong and what's right
You could wait for your dreams to come true
But time has no mercy
Time won't stand still for you
Well I know what your heart desires
Crawlin' out from the wreckage
Into the fire
Here I go...into the fire
I know...what your heart desires
Ooo. nice one! great lyrics!
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Tom Waits - Tom Traubert's Blues
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
Got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you?
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And tired of all these soldiers here
No one speaks English and everything's broken
And my Stacys are soaking wet
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking
A lot they can do for me
I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight
Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger
Your silhouette window light
To go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinaman and the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the strip-tease shows
Go, waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
No, I don't want your sympathy
The fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of the action anyhow
Go, waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailor
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant, she killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll go a waltzing Matilda with me
And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal
No prima donna, the perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers
The night watchman flame keepers and goodnight to Matilda too
And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus. Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on........ This is necessary. It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up at your sky then. That made blue be your color. You had your knife there with you too. When you stood up there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky. You wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like this. You were already getting nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when you stood up. Your head was almost empty. It always hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up out of your ditch onto your gravel road and began to walk, waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. "If God is our Father," you thought, "then Satan must be our cousin." Why didn't anyone else understand these important things? You got to your car and tried all the doors. They were locked. It was a red car and it was new. There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. Out across your field, you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. You began to walk towards them. Now red was your color and, of course, those little people out there were yours too.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=nci-QgUAUnM
Curmudgeon ~ Nirvana
I can't hide, no
On the mantle
I'm not sad
Until I'm home
It's the season
I'm all reason
I have seen
All I have grown
Sheared at the seams
Cheat on me
And not seen
At the seams
I'm a lender
I'm a planter
I put something
In the garden
In the handle
On the mantle
I met Santa
I met God
I'm a lady
Can you save me?
It's the sulfur
I have grown
'Tis the season
I'm all reason
I have fleas
So run on home
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
The Media
Itís the media
causing mass hysteria in all areas
Theyíre all carriers of false information
All barriers to true emancipation
and its scarier when youíre aware
how theyíre connected to corporation
Whoís the real terrorist
wanna pose some evidence
facts that are relevant
incase you missed history cus of television
here to perform an exorcist
after seeing satanís horns
peeking through the wreckage mist
I hope you can handle this
especially if youíre sitting home
with the candles lit
zoning out to channel shit
for its an obsession
which controls you perceptions
molds your conceptions
holds your mind hostage for your soul
for they know itís a kind of weapon
that could be lethal
heal the blind
and free the people
if you knew the truth
you could teach the youth
expose them to all the evils
so we could see through
to raise the feeble
to realize theyíre regal
understand what it means
to be able to walk through the eyes of needles
eradicate riddles
come to terms with God
then collide with these devils
never play the middle
cus then itíll be at a level
where things will never get settled
so my foots on the pedal
Iím gripping the metal
dipping on severalwhose mentalís are rentals
no matter how much we show you
what we went through
you choose to neglect essentials
make moves but with only respect to presidentials
We Projected the Blues
to take you to the door of consciousness
but you never stepped through
What kept you?
Thoughts are still unreal
and too sensual
for you refuse to deal with the
fundamentals
So this is streets news
with complete views we resent you
weíll repeat tools to increase the pool
of our people potential
weíll organize coups
decolonize schools
and baptize the hypnotized
so they realize they have eyes for their own views
so fuck the news
and bring it on ñ
cus Viacom donít want to stop the war Ö
stop the bombs
my people uninformed
is the worst way to be unarmed
shit ñ they donít want us to remain calm
they want paranoia to set in
so they could lock us down
to the point that weíre kept in
Donít you see the
conservative backlash
we find ourselves in?
People wave flags
subconsciously forgiving anyone
who made it bad for us in the past
now that shit is sad
people have gone mad
beyond crazy
Cus now they love Guliani
Canít get enough of Pataki
they hug politician
and snug with their lackeys
What the fuck can someone smack me!
Shit canít be
It seems many have forgotten
about police brutality
And the fight to end racial profiling
is a thing of history
And the plight for
Vieques Island is missing
and considered a mystery
Why canít they see
that shit like that
will only bring them more misery?
But they wonít listen to me
They wonít listen to me
Chorus
Turn off your TVs
Donít believe their news
Donít read their views
Theyíll keep you confused
Forget how to tie shoes
Talk about pulling yourself by your used bootstraps
Now whoís strapped
food strapped
somehow accused and trapped?
People in Vieques abused
cause theyíre brown and black
Just like down in Afghanistan
and in Iraq
Itís a part of their plan
of world domination
Control the land, its resources
and set up corporations
So if there wasnít oil
in the Middle East
Would there be a reason for war ñ
a reason to declare peace?
Would the Israelis be able
to occupy the Bethlehem streets
if they werenít backed from the beginning
by the u.s. hell-fire heat?
Yo -can we speak?
Did you peep
how America boguard Mecca
making the call for a Jihad complete?
Lets get deep
ad make leaps
into parts of history that they donít want to leak
What Is-real?
Which is fake?
Take a peak
Would this country come to the aid
a fellow corrupt state like Kuwait
if they only grew
wheat?
Yo donít sleep
cus what youíll reap
would be what someone else sowed
so no matter what grows
youíll have that to keep
And did you see
how this country talked meek
and court sweet
for a confrontation
with Pakistan they donít seek?
For these sheiks
hold heat
could shake with a nuclear
hand when they do greet
and how an Islamic fleet
could bring Babylon
to its eventual defeat
making prophecy complete
at the same time
smashing the riddle of the beast
as the answer lies
in why they chopped off
the black features to the sphinx
the same reason they want you think
Africa and Middle East arenít linked
stealing the Pyramids Gyza
right from
under your feat in a blink
as Elizabeth Taylor winks
for she knows that the stolen legacies are closer
to complete
she know
she knows
but the drum beat
that runs deep
on these streets
have been intercepted by hums of guns from rising slums in the east
for weíre all connected
yet a bit demented
ever since when these Jinns came with their aggression
the Nile never flowed down
But somehow our geography has been infested
with pornography
making history more easy to be molested
Plans were perfected
instead of Communism
we have another ideology
to be detested
Thatís how they keep your
interest invested
Air-waves projected
views that people
accepted
I aint lying
we need to free Palestine and bless it
What youíre blind
You lost your mind
Canít you see denying
self-determination is a deadly crime?
And donít forget Puerto Rico cus itís mine
As the sun was born shine
heavily on my soul
away from the cold
something you stole
like the black gold
for which you bombed Iraq
People armed with just the Quoran and Islam intact
You said your war was
for Saddam but in fact
you blew up hospitals,
schools, sewage treatment centers and water supplies
adding sanctions
making it possible every month
for 5 thousand children to die
So let it echo
as we will continue
to deliver the street news directly to the ghetto
As satan perches
right there on the churchís steeple
the media, theyíre filming
but they wonít show the people
for their plans are to keep you
and your mind in a fetal stage
and leave you in a daze
engaged in a maze
as you find your mind stays forever afraid
forever afraid
Chorus
by Ray Ramirez
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Climb it.
You say you'd like to see me try
Climbing.
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
That hill in my own way.
Just wait a while for the right day.
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds
I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today.
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
Smiling.
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round
Frowning.
And who's the fool who wears the crown?
And go down,
in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd.
(And for those who know this song well... here are the lyrics to "You'll Never Walk Alone" which is the Liverpool F.C. football (soccer) song you hear sung at the beginnig and end of this great Pink Floyd song:
When you walk through a storm
hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone. )
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Hps1T1-c6Q4
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
Think I'll just give in
Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Neither side is sacred
Crawling in the hole
The grass is greener
Over here
You're the fog that
Keeps it clear
Re-inventing
What we knew
Taken time is
All but true
You're the reason
I feel pain
Feels so good to
Feel again
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
But I can't give in
Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home
The grass is greener
Over here
You're the fog that
Keeps it clear
Re-inventing
What we knew
Taken time is
Weird but true
You're the reason
I feel pain
Feels so good to
Feel again
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
May I just give in
Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home
The grass is greener
Over here
You're the fog that
Keeps it clear
Re-inventing
What we knew
Taken time is
Weird but true
You're the reason
I feel pain
Feels so good to
Feel again
Ohhhhhh
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
I've got a soul
That can not sleep
At night when something
Just ain't right
Blood red
But without sight
Exploding egos
In the night
Mix like sticks
Of dynamite
Red black or white
This is my fight
Come on courage
Let's be heard
Turn feelings
Into words
American equality
Has always been sour
An attitude
I would like to devour
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
The power of equality
Is not yet what it ought to be
It fills me up like a hollow tree
The power of equality
Right or wrong
My song is strong
You don't like it
Get along
Say what I want
Do what I can
Death to the message
Of the Ku Klux Klan
I don't buy supremacy
Media chief
You menance me
The people you say
Cause all the crime
Wake up motherfucker
And smell the slime
Blackest anger
Whitest fear
Can you hear me
Am I clear
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
I've got tapes
I've got c.d.'s
I've got my Public Enemy
My lilly white ass
Is tickled pink
When I listen to the music
That makes me think
Not another
Motherfuckin' politician
Doin' nothin' but something
For his own ambition
Never touch
The sound we make
Soul sacred love
Vows that we take
To create straight
What is true
Yo he's with me
And what I do
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
Madder than a motherfucker
Lick my finger
Can't forget
'Cause the memory lingers
Count 'em off quick
Little piccadilly sickness
Take me to the hick
Eat my thickness
I've got a welt
From the Bible belt
Dealing with the hand
That I've been dealt
Sitting in the grip
Of a killing fist
Giving up blood
Just to exist
Rub me wrong
And I get pissed
No I can not
Get to this
People in pain
I do not dig it
Change of brain
For Mr. Bigot
Little brother do you hear me
Have a heart oh come get near me
Misery is not my friend
But I'll break before I bend
What I see is insanity
Whatever happened to humanity
Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie
Bob Dylan
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup
If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born"
And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled while facing a four flush
And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine
And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead
And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling
Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard
Why am I walking, where am I running
What am I saying, what am I knowing
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm writin'
In the words that I'm thinkin'
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking
What am I giving, what am I taking
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down
"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding
And you need something special
Yeah, you need something special all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes
You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word
That maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill
And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny
No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell
That no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse
And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'
Sayin' ain't I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache«
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses
And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back
My friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world
And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant
And make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of money and chicks
And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel
Good God Almighty
THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL"
No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads
Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist
And turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon
At sundown
Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos ~ Public Enemy
I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun - to be another one
Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all
To criticize me some crime - never the less
They could not understand that I'm a Black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situation's unreal
I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel
They got me rottin' in the time that I'm servin'
Tellin' you what happened the same time they're throwin'
4 of us packed in a cell like slaves - oh well
The same motherfucker got us livin' is his hell
You have to realize - that its a form of slavery
Organized under a swarm of devils
Straight up - word'em up on the level
The reasons are several, most of them federal
Here is my plan anyway and I say
I got gusto, but only some I can trust - yo
Some do a bid from 1 to 10
And I never did, and plus I never been
I'm on a tier where no tears should ever fall
Cell block and locked - I never clock it y'all
'Cause time and time again time
They got me servin' to those and to them
I'm not a citizen
But ever when I catch a C-O
Sleepin' on the job - my plan is on go-ahead
On the strength, I'ma tell you the deal
I got nothin' to lose
'Cause I'm goin' for the steel
You know I caught a C-O
Fallin' asleep on death row
I grabbed his gun - then he did what I said so
And everyman's got served
Along with the time they served
Decency was deserved
To understand my demands
I gave a warnin' - I wanted the governor, y'all
And plus the warden to know
That I was innocent -
Because I'm militant
Posing a threat, you bet it's fuckin' up the government
My plan said I had to get out and break north
Just like with Oliver's neck
I had to get off - my boys had the feds in check
They couldn't do nuthin'
We had a force to instigate a prison riot
This is what it takes for peace
So I just took the piece
Black for Black inside time to cut the leash
Freedom to get out - to the ghetto - no sell out
6 C-Os we got we ought to put their head out
But I'll give 'em a chance, cause I'm civilized
As for the rest of the world, they can't realize
A cell is hell - I'm a rebel so I rebel
Between bars, got me thinkin' like an animal
Got a woman C-O to call me a copter
She tried to get away, and I popped her
Twice, right
Now who wanna get nice?
I had 6 C-Os, now it's 5 to go
And I'm serious - call me delirious
But I'm still a captive
I gotta rap this
Time to break as time grows intense
I got the steel in my right hand
Now I'm lookin' for the fence
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by 52 brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But power from the sky
And from the tower shots rang out
A high number of dose - yes
And some came close
Figure I trigger my steel
Stand and hold my post
This is what I mean - an anti-nigger machine
If I come out alive and then they won't - come clean
And then I threw up my steel bullets - flew up
Blew up, who shot...
What, who, the bazooka was who
And to my rescue, it was the S1Ws
Secured my getaway, so I just gotaway
The joint broke, from the black smoke
Then they saw it was rougher thatn the average bluffer
'Cause the steel was black, the attitude exact
Now the chase is on tellin' you to c'mon
53 brothers on the run, and we are gone
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
Caressing our souls away from us
And all of the world to keep us all in line
If we just fold our hands and smile
So many wasted
Promises rhapsodized
Promises to take us higher
Don't be afraid of their excommunication, you'll survive.
We'll have no shame cos you will stand the climb and you will rise.
So many wasted promises rhapsodized
So many wasted Sundays trying to avoid the fire
So many wasted
Promises to take you higher
They pretend to be the one we should be afraid of
Caressing our souls away
So many wasted promises rhapsodized
So many wasted Sundays trying to avoid the fire
I've seen the twisted ways
They push the guilt inside, and made you believe you have to try
To suffer live and die their way
But it doesn't have to be this way.
You don't have to be shaken and confused and
Hang on to anything you can find.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=RB_Ed5UwsMA (terbl sound)
I was waiting on a moment
But the moment never came
All the billion other moments
We're just slipping all away
I must have been tripping
Just ego tripping
I was wanting you to love me
But your love it never came
All the other love around me
Was just wasting all away
I must have been tripping
Just ego tripping
I was waiting on a moment
But the moment never came -
But the moment never came -
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
Woven in the surface a premonition of a land erupting
A sparkling occasion of a city crashdown! overhead
Revolv'n in a whirlpool a drag-o-rama walk'n on the
Sidewalk so let me see ya howl'n through the keyhole
"god damn, swept away" she shouted - she love it - get
In away yeah! I concentrate the midnight without the
Benefit of ceremony - whoever said, "The one who strips
Your soul is the one that got away" a weather-beaten
Angel descending to embrace the cemetery - got love - so
Mystifying "god damn, swept away" she shouted - she
Love it - get in away yeah! she shouted - she love it - get
In away - yeah! voodoo beat on
The mind the digs too deep to find
Something has got to give, man
[psych-out] racketeer or star you
Are just what you are, don't play
The misty, baby! [get you] into a
River sky electro nation cry "i need
Another, now" drift beyond the
Sleeping the moon is shift'n
Shadows on her figure - swamptime
Locomotion "i can't take it,
Anymore!" sunlight through the
Shutters illuminating moment to
The moment buzz a halo over "god
Damn, swept away" she shouted -
She love it - get in away - yeah -
Planet pretty kill - motherfucker hang me on the
Thrills - psychoholic slag tomorrow is another drag
[yeah] picnic in the homeland - like a jesus super-star
Yeah! kiss me deadly, baby [baby] i know who you are
[come on] planet pretty kill - motherfucker hang me on
The thrills yeah! no small heaven [haven] i got the left
Hand of the keeper - meet me in st. louis "god" a one-
Way ticket's cheaper yeah! time-travel i'm walk'n
[walk'n] i got a white line zombie fever [fever] yeah!
Time bomb the hero [hero] yeah get down!!
http://inthepresenttense.blogspot.com/
far from these shores
I pretend that it's all okay
On the brink of what can't be adored
We survived
well we can change
So let it fade
Just let it go
We pretend so nothing has changed
Flowers never breaking through the stone
I pretend and pray it all away
searching for a place to hide
But I don't need to pretend memories
to fade
I just wanna feel something real inside
And we survive
Well we can change
So let it fade
Let it go
We pretend so nothing does change
The flowers never breaking through the stone.
I've been pushing stones away
far from these shores
I pretend that it's all okay
So long I can be adored
We survived
well we can change
So let it fade
Just let it go
We pretend so nothing has changed
Flowers never breaking through the stone
>> http://youtube.com/watch?v=MfbQSi6_8RY <<
~Who You Are~
come to send, not condescend
transcendental consequence
is to transcend where we are
who are we? who we are
trampled moss on your souls
changes all you're a part
seen it all, not at all
can't defend fucked up man
take me a for a ride before we leave...
circumstance, clapping hands
driving winds, happenstance
off the track, in the mud
that's the moss in the aforementioned verse
just a little time, before we leave...
stop light plays its part
so i would say you've got a part
what's your part? who you are
you are who, who you are
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Very Ape ~ Nirvana
http://youtube.com/watch?v=HSVBDTcyKPo
I am buried up to my neck in
Contradictionary flies
I take pride as the king of illiterature
I'm very ape and very nice
If you ever need anything please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all, I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt
If you ever need anything please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all, I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the ground
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt
Francis Farmer Will Haver Her Revenge on Seattle ~ Nirvana
http://youtube.com/watch?v=wVLD0L-9u0g
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To hear that you're asking whenever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being saddd-aaaddd-aaaddd-aaaddd yeah....
In her false witness, we hope you're still with us,
To see if they float or drown
My favorite patient, a display of patience,
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, And burn all the liars,
leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being saddd-aaaddd-aaaddd-aaaddd yeah....
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To know that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being saddd-aaaddd-aaaddd-aaaddd yeah....
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
No getting out
Down,… Cry me a river
Dried up and damned
The names,… Can be changed
But the place,… Is still the same
I am loaded, told that alls for naught
Holds me down
Rise,… Life is in motion
I’m stuck in line
Rise,… You cant be neutral
On a moving train
One day,… The symptoms fade
Think I'll throw,... these fuckin' pills away
And if hope could grow from dirt like me
It can be done
Wont let the light escape from me
Wont let the darkness swallow me
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5j21zKldcE
get yourself together
let the light pour in
pour yourself a hot bath
pour yourself a drink
nothing's going to happen
without warning
down is the new up
what is up, buttercup?
down is the new up,
is the new up
won't you be my girl?
won't you be my girl?
your services
are not required
your future's bleak
you're so last week
ladies and gentlemen
without a safety net
I shall now perform a 180 flip-flop
I shall now amputate
I shall now contort
because down is the new up
and so what if I just flip-flop?
down is the new up
down is the new up
down is the new up
is the new up
crawled off and left us
crawled off and left us, you bastard
bastard
you're on candid camera
the chink in your armor
topsy-turvy town
topsy-turvy town
shake your pockets out
pass it on, pass it down
topsy-turvy town
topsy-turvy town
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
Nothing seems to kill me no matter how hard I try
Nothing is closing my eyes
Nothing can beat me down for your pain or delight
And nothing seems to break me
No matter how hard I fall nothing can break me at all
Not one for giving up though not invincible I know
I've givin' everything I need
I'd give you everything I own
I'd give in if it could at least be ours alone
I've given everything I could
To blow it to hell and gone
Burrow down in and
Blow up the outside world
Someone tried to tell me something
Don't let the world bring you down
Nothing will do me in before I do myself
So save it for your own and the ones you can help
Want to make it understood
Wanting though I never would
Trying though I know it's wrong
Blowing it to hell and gone
Wishing though I never could
Blow up the outside world
Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore...
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake...
Daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate...
Little secrets, tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
Ransom paid the devil...
He whispers pleasing words...
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...
Little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
Ill decide...take the dive...
Take my time...not my life...
Wait for signs...believe in lies...
To get by...its divine...whoa...
Oh, you know what its like...
Turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line...
Puts his faith and love in tremor christ...
http://youtube.com/watch?v=J2zRQKaz37s
Its a hopeless... situation
And Im starting to believe
That this hopeless... situation
Is what Im trying to achieve
But I try
To run on
Towards
All or none,... all or none
Heres the selfless confession
Leading me back to war
Can we help that,.. our destinations
Are the ones weve been before
I still try
To run on
Towards all
Or none,... all or none
To myself i... surrender
To the one Ill never please
I still try,.. to run on
But I still try,.. to run on
But its
All or none,... all or none.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=x_fi85pNukY
Oh he deals them off of the top. Ties them off.
Fills it up with his past. Gets carried away.
Oh half his life a hand me down wasted away.
Oh he fills it up with the love of a girl.
Oh he left it alone drilled the pain with money to buy.
How he makes his getaway. How he makes his getaway.
Oh he chose a path. Heavy the fall. Quarter to four.
Fills his night with the thought of a girl.
How he makes his getaway. How he makes his getaway.
How he makes his getaway. Get away.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Fq_5TQm339k
Setting sun can't shine, now you're gone
Inside sleeping, my heart beating
You know that you tried to hide it
Couldn't you have said what you meant? Oh...
Time heals, time congeals around us
Endless hours of wasted moments
Understanding, not demanding
Your eyes tell what you feel inside
Setting sun can't shine, now you're gone
Inside sleeping, my heart beating
You know that you tried to hide it
Shouldn't you have said what you meant?
YOU LIED!
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
What is what, man, they got us so scared
Thinking we so evil way down under there
Whooo! I made a nasty decision
To love whoever I want just-a whenever I can
The things they say is evil urges baby, they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, if ya ain't hurting anybody
Evil urges baby; they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, if ya ain't hurting anybody, anybody
Well if it's all the same, we’re tired of waiting come on then
And dedicate your love to any woman or man
No racial boundary lines, no social subdivisions
If you want it, you can
Well I'm not saying, I'm not saying that I want it someday
Well I'm not saying, I'm not saying that I want it somehow
Well I'm not saying, I'm not saying that I want it someday
Woo, I'm ready it for now (I'm ready for it now!)
The things they say is evil urges baby; they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, if ya ain't hurting anybody
Evil urges baby come on; bad is all the same come on now
It ain't evil baby, if it ain't hurting anybody anybody
Evil urges baby, they be part of the human way
It ain't evil baby, ’cause ya ain't hurting anybody anybody
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=RiV_ue-PbL4
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are Choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This hoooooly realityy, this hoooooly experience.
Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.
Aliiiiive!
In this hoooooly reality, in this hoooooly experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...
Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and, celebrate this
(chance to beeeeee alive and breathing 2x)
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
all this pain is an illusion.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Judith
you're such an inspiration for ways that i will never ever choose to be.
oh so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you.
Thank(fuck) your god.
he did this, took all you had and left you this way.
still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit. never thought to question why.
it's not like you killed someone.
it's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side.
praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed.
he did it all for you.
oh so many ways for me to show you how your dogma has abandoned you.
pray to your christ, to your god.
never taste of the fruit,
never stray, never break,
never choke on a lie,
even though he's the one who did this to you
thought to question why
it's not like you killed someone.
it's not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side.
talk to jesus christ as if he knows the reasons why he
did this all to you.
he did it all for you.
Whatever you want to do
Is all right with me
'Cause you make me feel so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you
Since (baby), since we've been together
Loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I'll never be untrue
Let's, let's stay together
Lovin' you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad
Why, why some people break up
Then turn around and make up
I just can't see
You'd never do that to me (would you, baby)
Staying around you is all I see
(Here's what I want us to do)
Let's, we oughta stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
[size=-2]nobody else sings this one like al green... [/size]
"Obama's main opponent in this election on November 4th (was) not John McCain, it (was) ignorance."~Michael Moore
"i'm feeling kinda righteous right now. with my badass motherfuckin' ukulele!"
~ed, 8/7