The Miracle Business (2004)

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1.    HERE I AM
2.    DIAMONDS IN THE AIR
3.    HEAD IN THE CLOUDS
4.    SOFT BLUE GAZE
5.    SOMEDAY SOON
6.    MAJOR OF CRAZYTOWN
7.    PASSIN’ THROUGH
8.    LITTLE JERK
9.    HORSEMAN
10.    SOMEBODY’S KNOCKIN’
11.    FIELDS OF PLENTY

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HERE I AM

Honey baby, please
don’t write me off as a dead man
Because the image I’m attempting to project
is more like that of a “get ahead man”
I’m still pickin’ myself up off the floor
I’m still headin’ back in for more
(through the door)
and anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

I’ve been travellin’ down some rocky roads
And I got to say I took a little bit of a knockin’
But to lose your life and regain it again around here
Well, it really isn’t all that shockin’
It’s just a surface wound at best
Everyday I’m getting’ more and more
From less and less (yes)
And anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

They opened up the gates of paradise
Out on the old main drag where we used to cruise
They offered me a free entry but I had to refuse
Compared to the sanctuary of your sweet love
There was nothing there that I could use

Well, I’m poised and primed for action
I’m ready, I’m able, I’m willin’
Point me in the direction of the enemy
I’ll hunt him down and kill him
You got me on this mission, dear
And I want all the world to hear (in their ear)
That anytime you want me, baby,
Here I am

I’m tryin’ to tow this vessel into the harbour
But you know I can’t do it all on my one and only
I can’t lift myself up by my own bootstraps
Can’t see beyond the wave that’s crashin’ on me
But when they ring that bell
I’ll be in there fightin’, I’ll be mad as hell
(Oh well)
And anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

And that’s one thing you’ll never learn in school
If you wanna win the game you got to break all the rules
And anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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DIAMONDS IN THE AIR

I see you there at the bottom of a hole
beneath the soil, beneath the clover
I see you there at the bottom of a hole
thinkin’ its over, you’ve been passed over

And there are diamonds in the air, love
Diamonds everywhere love
Diamonds in the air

I know the pain that’s eatin’ you
All that you remember I remember too
I know the pain that’s eatin’ you
all that you remember I remember too

And there are diamonds in the air love
Diamonds everywhere love
Diamonds in the air

There’s just two roads leadin’ out of this town
one you got to walk down
and on the other one you’re carried
There’s just two roads leadin’ out of this town
at the end of one you get released,
at the end of one you get buried

And there are diamonds in the air love
Diamonds everywhere love
Diamonds in the air

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HEAD IN THE CLOUDS

The sun comes up at the break of the day
The sunlight comes till it’s taken away
The sunlight comes when sunlight’s allowed
But you can’t see the sunlight
if you head’s in the clouds

All the glory of heaven was in front of me
All the joy and the wonder
that there ever could be
My feet were movin’ too fast, my mouth was
talkin’ too loud
My eyes never could see it,
for my head was in the clouds

Elegance and splendour are waiting for you
Elegance and splendour,
when you finally see through

How many times has the solution
to problems ’neath which I was bowed
Waited for me in the sunlight
when my head was in the clouds?

My head’s in the clouds
when I’m not grateful to you
My head’s in the cloud
when I refuse to see through
and I won’t let you

There’s a universe of love infinite and nigh
There’s a tapestry unfolding across the sky
Miracles and scenes of beauty all around us crowd
But our eyes never see them
When our heads’ in the clouds

My head’s in the clouds
when I’m not grateful to you
My head’s in the clouds
when I refuse to see through
and I won’t let you

Miracles and scenes of beauty all around us crowd
But our eyes never see them
when our head’s in the clouds

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SOFT BLUE GAZE

I’m lookin’ hard through all my days
Lookin’ hard for your soft blue gaze
Lookin’ hard through this microscope for ya
In the middle of this dystopia

And I don’t wanna disturb or distress ya
But may I take this time to bless ya?
I bless the letters in your name
I bless the moment that you came

The wolf is standin’ at the door
Bigger than the one they sent before
He’s quite a fearful vision
But so’s the slingshot under my seat cushion

Bakers make bread, farmers make hay
We’re makin’ love all day
We’ve come too far to turn back now
It’s not even the same track now

You’re the whole nine yards and then some beyond
You rescue me from the shipwreck
you’re what I’m shipwrecked on
You’re one hundred and twenty proof
I know one day it could all go poof

I’m keepin’ to the narrow path
Let’em all go worship the golden calf
The last supper’s postponed for now
I wasn’t hungry anyhow

The butcher stands with his long sharp sword
Passin’ judgement on the works of the Lord
Well I’m just tryin’ to do my best
To tend this little garden of flesh

I’m holdin’ on to you
And to what you are holdin’ onto
Time crawls backwards in a panic
Do I look like a mechanic?

Everyday I thank God above for your beautiful soul
Beyond that, things are pretty much out of our control
The sun is sinking, evening’s nigh
Red and gold waves spread across the sky

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SOMEDAY SOON

Someday soon you’re gonna find
You’re gonna get no response
for your old tried and true line
You’re gonna look around,
signs of approval to see
Little old man sweepin’ up the floor
is all there’s gonna be
You’re gonna know what it’s like
to cry beneath the moon
At the other end of the harpoon, someday soon

Someday soon that beast that you’re ridin’
He’s gonna turn on you
and you’ll have to do some decidin’
Gonna have to do some fast thinkin’
might have to change your tune
To save yourself from ruin, someday soon

Someday soon you better start givin’
as well as receivin’
Or someday soon somebody’s
gonna have to be leavin’
somebody will be grievin’

Someday soon you’re gonna see
Just what kind of a friend I tried to be
Never meant to wound or hurt you,
I only wanted the best
Someday soon you’ll see what happens
when you settle for less

Someday soon you’re gonna be frownin’
instead of smilin’
Someday soon you’ll find out the hard way
that no-one’s an island
Your woes’ll be pilin’

Someday soon you’re gonna know what it’s all about
To spend half your life just tryin’ to dig out
And if you’re needin’ my help,
I’m pretty sure I got nothin’ doin’
Some afternoon, someday soon

And if I’m needin’ your help,
I’m pretty sure I got nothin doin’
Some crazy afternoon, someday soon

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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MAYOR OF CRAZYTOWN

I wanna eat when I’m hungry, I wanna sleep when I’m tired
But then along comes The Man to legislate my desire
Tellin’ me what I should know, showin’ me what I should see
Tellin’ me where I should go, tellin’ me who I should be

To live your life manipulated by whatever force that’s hangin’ around
Well you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

A thousand new recruits are goin’ out everyday
To try to receive what they can never repay
Suckin’ the last of the blood out of the earth
Tramplin’ all of the rubies into the dirt

The only long-term investment they make is in a hole in the ground
Well you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

I wake up every morning and I have a cup of brew
Then I stand around dumbfounded because I got nothing to do
You got the market cornered, you got it all sewed up
You got the piledrivers drivin’, I hear them comin’ over the horizon

The old men plan, the old men frown
They say for freedom the young must lay their lives down
The freedom to make peace by wagin’ a war
To show other lands how civilized they are

The freedom of the old to send the young to lay their lives down
Well you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

Well I wake up every morning and I have a cup of brew
Then I stand around dumbfounded, ’cause what can I do?
You got the waterfront covered, you got it all sewed up
You got the piledrivers drivin’, I see them comin’ over the horizon

We got our feet on the same planet, we’re breathin’ the same air
But when the whip comes down, all similarities end there
There’s a gunman at the border, there’s a line drawn in the sand
Which entirely determines if you got a givin’ or a takin’ hand

Depending on the colour of your skin, the god you worship
and from what country you’re bound
And you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

Depending on the colour of your skin, the god you worship
and what’s in your account
And you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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PASSIN’ THROUGH

How can I be whole
until you return?
Some things we never recover from
some things we never learn
And I was the one who only focused on
where I was goin’to
Until I realized
I was only passin’ through

If the sun comes up
then it’s a good day
If not for me
well I’ll just wait until it turns the other way
And the briars and brambles that clutch out
with their thorny crown lasso
No they can’t catch me
I’m only passin’ through

Floating along on the breeze
in between the trees
Singin’ whatever song I please
from the gatepost where I’m located

Goin’ along for the ride out
keepin’ my eye out
For where Lady Luck’s hide out
might be situated

There seems to be a limit
on how long we can park here
We’re here for a minute
then we disappear
But time won’t have the final say
on flowers I picked for you
In swaying fields beneath the sun
that I was passin’ through

Driftin’ downstream
dreamin’ my dream
While all the sunlight’s golden beams
were shinin’ ‘round me

When twilight shadows fill the skies
there’s always one or two I recognize
They’re always so pleasantly surprised
they’ve found me

There’s no way to measure
the love I have for you
No way to measure
where that love is goin’ to
From our hearts to our fingertips
and through the sky of blue
Our love like ourselves
keeps on passin’ through

Amblin’ down any kind of street
through the eyes of anyone that you might meet
Or anyone you might casually greet
through a window

On the hill where the widows
and widowers are cryin’
in the bedclothes of the perpetually sighin’
With the lovers fallin’ and arisin’
as the warm and lonesome evening wind blows

I’m on my way
I’ve got a job to do
Got a feeling that I won’t know what it is
till after it’s all through
I’m lookin’ at all the different coloured houses
along the avenue
I’m paintin’ pictures of the view
as I’m passin’ through

I’m savin’ it all up for you
as I’m passin’ through

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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LITTLE JERK

If heaven is forever,
then what are we waitin’ around here for?
It’s like when you walk into a room
and you can’t remember what you went there for
I’m quite willing to turn my hand
to any kind of useful work
I know that I’m no big fish pullin’ on the line
I’m just a little jerk

Mama always told me
Be careful where you walk
What will cause the evil man to rejoice
will cause the righteous one to balk
I was walkin’ down the street one day
one day the street went berserk
Behind every monumental disaster
there stands a little jerk

Oh how lucky I am history’s been good to me
I could be lyin’ in a ditch,
I could be swingin’ from a tree
But I’m free – as I can afford to be
He said with a rueful smirk

Oh you little jerk

I picked up my pointer
to teach a lesson to the crowd
But my pointer got entangled in my teacher’s robe
I fell down in a chalk dust cloud
Now I’m just hangin’ around the kitchen
waitin’ for the coffee to perk
Don’t take a locomotive to raise the windowblind,
honey baby
all it takes is a little jerk

Don’t need a locomotive to raise the windowblind,
honey baby
all you need is a little jerk

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HORSEMAN

Just as water over a thousand years
may wear away a stone
So do the years over the span of a life
tear the flesh off of the bone
While all around
the merry buzzards fly
Pass by, horseman, pass by

I heard a man named Joseph
arguing with the innkeep
All about the sleep
of reason so deep
Someone’ll always have another reason
for you to lay down and die
Pass by, horseman, pass by

You were born beneath the cypress tree
with angels singin’ so divine
You were born in a combat zone
you just didn’t know it at the time
They talk of the pursuit of happiness
every move they make gives that line the lie
Pass by, horseman, pass by

Can’t walk the road anymore
of the ones that must always resist
It’s not that it’s goin’ nowhere
it’s just that it doesn’t exist
Puttin’ all their faith and hopes for security
on that which they can least rely
Pass by, horseman, pass by

I see you on the patio
I see you in the shattered glass
In the vacant lot behind the strip mall
and underneath the overpass
In the tormented grappling of need
in the sunset bleeding with the feeling I deny
Pass by, horseman, pass by

The masters of concealment
the emperors of the unreal
Are in the business of destruction
wholesale and piecemeal
With heartbreak and devastation
they swallow you up, then mourn you with a sigh
Pass by, horseman, pass by

They’re buildin’ a highway through the forest
it should be finished anyday
It’ll take us anywhere we wanna go
as long as we all want to go the same way
While somewhere beyond the courtyard
the lonesome whippoorwills cry
Pass by, horseman, pass by

You know I’m feelin’ for ya, honey
but it’s getting’ me withdrawn
The more things slip away
the more you’re tryin’ to hold on
It’s too dangerous to carry
you can’t sell it on the sly
Pass by, horseman, pass by

Too many livin’ life unconscious
too many eatin’ sorrow’s bread
Too many trapped in the collapsin’
empires of the dead
Swept away by the avalanche
undone by an evil eye
Pass by, horseman, pass by

My experience was not unusual
though some will say it odd
It was nothing more and nothing less
than fallin’ into the arms of God
Teachin’ me to look and look again
as I roam beneath the stormy sky
Pass by, horseman, pass by

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SOMEBODY’S KNOCKIN’

Somebody’s knockin, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Look out the window, honey, tell me what it is you see
is it somethin’ that warms or chills your blood?
Look out the window, honey, tell me what it is you see
is it a live connection you got or is it a dud?

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware when we were all sleepwalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Lift up your shade, honey, tell me who it is you see
is it friend or foe or anybody else you know?
Lift up the shade, honey, tell me who it is you see
can we keep a lid on this thing for awhile or is it all gonna blow?

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?

There’s people hangin’ around from here to Watertown
all standin’ ‘round like little children with their wagons
There’s people hangin’ around from here to Watertown
at the slightest signal they’re gonna rise up like a dragon

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware when we were all sleepwalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Don’t you move a muscle, honey, sit back and enjoy the show
for there’s nothing here that time will not disclose
There’s nothing hidden now that won’t be later revealed
nothing whispered now that won’t be shouted from the top of the house

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

No need to fear him, honey, he ain’t no interloper
no doctor nor no soldier of war
He’s just gonna give you a joy so big it’s gonna flow back into you past
and wipe out the memory of every pain you ever suffered before

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware when we were all sleepwalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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FIELDS OF PLENTY

Fields of plenty
are right outside your door
Just when you think there is no more
when you’re down to your last penny

Fields of plenty
can be seen in the eyes
Of the ones who cause the sun to rise
Gazin’ on the world so old, knowin’ they behold
the fields of plenty

Fields of plenty
may seem beyond your touch
But you can reach them even with your crutch
if you start out late or early

Fields of plenty
they ain’t no ordinary field
You just step forward and you’re healed
In a blaze of light, day or night
in fields of plenty

Honey don’t wait up for me tonight
I’m goin’ down, I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down

To the fields of plenty
just on the other side of that wall
Where so many strive to have it all
and others don’t have any

Fields of plenty
brighter than the lights that shine on high
Appearin’ in the twinkling of an eye
On yonder hill, we’re dreamin’ still
of fields of plenty

On yonder hill, we’re headin’ still
for fields of plenty

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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The Floating World (2002)

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DISC I
1.    THE ROCK
2.    GROUNDHOG BLUES
3.    (AIN’T NO) GETTIN’ OVER YOU
4.    WHEN I GET THROUGH
5.    THE VOICE
6.    TRUE AND BEAUTIFUL
7.    HANGIN’ ON
8.    EPISTLE TO THE DEMOLITION CREW
9.    HYMN
10.    SPECIAL PLACE
11.    GOOD TIME JOE
12.    TAKE CARE OUT THERE
13.    MAN ENOUGH
14.    HER SONG
15.    ALWAYS SOMETHING MORE TO BEHOLD IN YOUR LOVE
16.    BORDERLINE TOWN

DISC II
1.    PRIME OF LIFE
2.    OUTSIDER
3.    DRIFT AWAY
4.    DREAMS OF A RIDICULOUS MAN
5.    LONG LONESOME NIGHT
6.    TWO HEARTS
7.    OH MY LOVE
8.    WHY
9.    REALLY LOVE
10.    YOU MAKE IT EASY

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DISC I

THE ROCK

Got my head on straight and nothin’s gonna shake me
You’re welcome to try if you think you’re gonna break me
’Cause I’ve been through the mill and I’m here to say
Nothin’in the world’s gonna make me fade away
I’m bolted to the rock, a hundred and ten percent dedicated to love

Been up to the mountain, been out to the coast
Followin’ the faith of the promises of ghosts
But I had the scum cleaned from my eyes to see
Your pricetags and your labels don’t mean nothin’ to me
I’m bolted to the rock, a hundred and ten percent dedicated to love

I talk to the president, he says “We gotta write another law”
I talk to the policeman, he says “Won’t you stand up against the wall?”
I talk to the reverend, he says “Don’t tell anyone what you saw,
This could start another war!”

I don’t live for your approval or to be a millionaire
I ain’t livin’ for the weekend or brand new frigidaire
I’m livin’ by faith, you know the kind I mean
The kind that moves a mountain and can separate a sea
I’m bolted to the rock, a hundred and ten percent dedicated to love

I talk to the president, he says “We gotta write another law”
I talk to the businessman, he says “We can make off with quite a haul”
I talk to the policeman, he says “Don’t tell anyone what you saw,
This could start another war!”

You got people’s approval if you keep’em entertained
Talk about what’s real and they act like you’re insane
Hit you with their shame, fill you with their fear
I don’t wanna be aloof, so I try and persevere
But I’m bolted to the rock, a hundred and ten percent dedicated to love

Tryin’ to move a mountain one pebble at a time
Goin’ around in circles, tryin’ to walk the line
Livin’ fifty lifetimes in a single day
Talkin’ Japanese in the heart of Paraguay
I’m bolted to the rock, a hundred and ten percent dedicated to love

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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GROUNDHOG BLUES

Some people get lost in the darkness
Some people get lost in daylight
Me I got lost in a glimpse of your love
And I hope to remain out of sight

I hope no-one comes lookin’ for me
I don’t trust myself to be polite
I’m out here tryin’ to build wings
I don’t have time for these things
Honey, tell’em I’m gone for the night

I’m tired of all this nothin’ for somethin’
Sick of the ol’ runaround
Tryin’ to earn the respect
Or collect a paycheque
From some crook on the wrong side of town
I’ve seen all the city can offer
And I know all the tricks it can play
I’ve seen all the ploys
Of the girls and the boys
Makin’ life harder to live each day

Sometimes you wake up and find you been dreamin’
Sometimes in a dream you are oddly aware
Sometimes you find yourself caught
In places you never thought you’d be
And can’t recall how you got there

I once knew a man who died quickly
I knew another who died bit by bit
I know many who stayed till they faded away
And never even realized it

But hope sometimes comes from strange places
It appears when you expect it least
It’s somewhere off the stage
Past the cramped sticky cage
We erect in the midst of this feast

I held out my hand for the rain
That no-one believed would come down
I waited four days or more
By the fifth day it poured
By the sixth I swear I nearly drowned

Still I’m not gonna argue with strangers
I never did get this world anyhow
Where forces unknown
Are attempting to clone
More of what no-one looks after now

I’m just tryin’ to reach up to Heaven
Stayin’ one step ahead of my need
Stayin’ clear of our pals
And their calm rationales
For murder and torture and greed

No I don’t get too shocked or excited
’Bout any new deals that get handed down
Got so little invested,
Why should I get arrested
By the latest “Sieg heil!” shoutin’ clown?

Pardon me if I’m not fascinated
About the outcome of your race
It’s all fixed anyhow,
I’m in a different world now
That hangs suspended from a child’s shoelace

My veins keep rejecting this pipeline
Of poisonous gossip and buzz
Hey there, good neighbour
Won’t you do me the favour
Of forgettin’ that I ever was?

Some people get lost in the darkness
Some people get lost in daylight
Me I got lost in a glimpse of your love
And I hope to remain out of sight

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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(AIN’T NO) GETTIN’ OVER YOU

Well there ain’t no gettin’ over you
Because there ain’t no-one who can do the things you do
You got no real competitors, it’s true
You’re gonna conquer me because I want you to

There ain’t no way to live this down
Got to live up to this thing that’s pullin’ me around
I can’t escape it, might as well make friends with it, I’ve found
It only wants what’s best for me, that’s why I’m always trouble-bound

I’ve been a puppet and a poet
And by now you’d think I’d know it
You got me dead to rights
I’ve been a painter and a pirate
You’re the one that did inspire it
You keep turnin’ on the lights

There ain’t no way I’ll ever let you out
Got you tattooed upon my soul without a doubt
Anytime I sit down and try and think of what it’s all about
Your name comes up sometime before the lights go out

I’ve been a puppet and a poet
And by now you’d think I’d know it
You got me dead to rights
I’ve been a painter and a pirate
You’re the one that did inspire it
You keep turnin’ on the lights

There ain’t no gettin’ ’round the fact
I’m a believer and you caught me in the act
I’m a deserter, and I’m never goin’ back
I’m gonna follow you all the way down the track

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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WHEN I GET THROUGH

When I get through all of this trouble
And it disappears like it’s a bubble
See the city of sadness fall into rubble
When I get through, when I get through

When I get through all this agonizin’
About what is or isn’t on the horizon
There’s gonna be a fire, the flames’ll be risin’
When I get through, when I get through

When I get through all these hidden detours
I’m gonna have a new heart and it’s gonna be yours
You’re gonna see a few things that you never seen before
When I get through, when I get through

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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THE VOICE

I went lookin’ for my voice in a strange and haunted place
Far beyond the common courtroom where so many plead their case
Where football players never venture and the few know all-too-well
Where the flower of truth is growin’ surrounded by the fires of hell

Or so I believed it did, and so it did for me
Next time I’ll have to look into these things more carefully
Where the only faithful heart is resting in intensive care
Where the only love you can lean upon is nowhere and everywhere

Where the only words to live by have been uttered by the mouth
Of the head upon the chopping block before the axeman snuffs it out
By the toxic waste dump some refer to as society
Excreted by the corporate bowels on shores of accepted insanity

When in amongst the tumult, like a cricket in the wind
I heard a sound besmirch the air, I heard it once again
And though I knew not where it came from,
nor the words that had been said
I heard the voice around me, and I was comforted

Far beyond the starlit meadows, far beyond the moonswept field
Behind the beauty of the wild where more beauty is concealed
In the blood red womb of the rose where the universe is born
I stumbled to the armpit of the city, all fractured and forlorn

Where the father’s chair is empty, where the hero’s crown’s unworn
Where the only useful savior’s crucified or drowned in scorn
By the unprotected orphans, by abuse forever linked
Whose justice is delayed, then rendered finally extinct

By the billboard execution, by the soundbite masquerade
In the economy of suffering where progress is always bein’ made
By the sacred paycheque martyrs bled and fed into the mouth
Of the machinery of drudgery, then hastily spat out

On bleak commercial shores where children raised up by neglect
Get sold out at shopping malls where prejudice and power intersect
When in amongst the tumult I heard it once again
As big and wide as the tidal wave we all were swimmin’ in

Something like the sound of love behind the trembling of the sky
That seemed to see exactly where we were hangin’ and knew why
And though I knew not where it came form nor the words that had been said
I heard the voice around me, and I was comforted

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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TRUE AND BEAUTIFUL

True and beautiful
That’s what you are to me
True and beautiful,
Like an old oak tree
On a hilltop, with the sun shinin’ through
The branches blowin’ wild and free
True and beautiful
That’s what you are to me

Rare and magical
You took me by surprise
Like a shooting star on a pitch black night,
Like lightning in the summer skies
Or an unexpected garden
That suddenly appears before your eyes
Rare and magical
You took me by surprise

True and beautiful
That’s what you are to me
Like an icy stream in the wintertime,
Like an old oak tree
On a hilltop, with the sun shinin’ through
The branches blowin’ wild and free
True and beautiful
That’s what you are to me

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HANGIN’ ON

I’m hangin’ on by the kin of my teeth
Hangin’ on while alligators snap beneath
In the middle of the night, when everybody’s gone
I’m at the very end of my rope but I’m hangin’ on

I’m hangin’ on by the dust on my fingers
Hangin’ on like an ol’ blues singer
When the party’s over and the shutters are drawn
I’m at the very end of my rope but I’m hangin’ on

Everybody says “Who’s that guy up there?”
I said “Don’t worry baby, I’ll be back when I got something to share”
’Cause this old world can thin you out
Capsize your little boat upon the waters of doubt

I’m hangin’ on to a vision of Heaven
Hangin’ on, twenty-four seven
For a glimpse of the spring and a hint of the dawn
I’m at the very end of my rope but I’m hangin’ on

Sittin’ in the basement, starin’ at the wall
“I’m sorry did someone say something?” “No, nobody at all”
Waitin’ for some kinda special bell to ring
Hopin’ that when it comes you’ll be able to tell if it’s the real thing

I’m hangin’ on in a blizzard of hatred
Hangin’ on, but I think I’m gonna make it
Like a wind-up doll or an automoton
I’m at the very end of my rope but I’m hangin’ on

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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EPISTLE TO THE DEMOLITION CREW

The honourable minister got caught sellin’
Secrets in a canister, slidin’ down the banister
Cultivatin’ blisters with somebody ’s sister
But the news ain’t new, it’s just sad and sinister

I don’t care, I just wanna spend my time with you
Love to see the things you do

The multicorporation got caught
Dumpin’ contamination in a conservation area
Characters from the Book of Revelation
Tryin’ to chew a hole through somebody’s basement

I don’t care, I just wanna spend my time with you
Love to see the things you do

Well I never ever know what you’re gonna do next
Never get a chance, never get a chance to take a rest
Could be sittin’ in a multilane car wreck,
I’d still feel blessed

Nike’s, Coca-Cola and McDonald’s
All got together to solve the world’s problems
A new theme park with a simulated rain forest
Free life jackets for the comin’ global warmin’

But I don’t care, I just wanna spend my time with you
Love to see the things you do

Well I never ever know what you’re gonna do next
Never get a chance, never get a chance to take a rest
Could be sittin’ in a multilane car wreck,
I’d still feel blessed

The honourable minister got caught sellin’
Secrets in a canister, slidin’ down the banister
Cultivatin’ blisters with somebody’s sister
But the news ain’t new, it’s just sad and sinister

I don’t care, I just wanna spend my time with you
Love to see the things you do

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HYMN

You’re always in our minds, your always in our hearts
No ocean, sea, or mountain could ever keep apart
The soul from its creator where the two are gathered here
Led on by their desire form the broken homes of fear

Your gentleness more mighty than
Any force or fortress devised by man
The rifles fire, the cannons blow
But all for naught where your tiger lilies grow

You’re in the smoky haze of the burning stakes
You’re with the angels that hover ’round till the babe awakes
You’re in the desolated cities, on the bruised and beaten streets
Where the underdog and the scapegoats meet

Your slightest touch undoes the binds
On these souls in torment, these medicated minds
Let the meek heart dance, let the grass grow o’er
These blood drenched fields, let the caged bird soar

From the isolated mansion to hovels where all hope’s run out
Where the silver spoon’s exchanged for a revolver in the mouth
Let one moment of your grace undo the centuries of scorn
Here where the children still are waiting, where the foal’s still newly born

I can’t see the wind, but I can feel it blow
Let me read the sign, let my spirit know
In the slipstream of events let me never lose the trail
Let the kindness of the dewdrops on green spring leaves never fail

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SPECIAL PLACE

Come along with me, my mademoiselle
Though your face is hidden I know you well
I remember you since you were born
In a one horse town with no blinders on

You’ve seen how ugly things can get
Worst part of is, you know it’s not over yet
But I know your sign and I know your name
Last thing that you’re lookin’ for is more of the same

(Chorus:) I want to take you into that special place
And we’ll disappear without a single trace
We’ll soar above this world and never leave the ground
Then lightly touch back without makin’ a sound
In that special place, that special place

You know who I am; I’m just like you
And I love and I hate all the same things as you do
I’ve had enough of plans, without any about
That look so good on paper but never work out

I used to work a job, but then I snapped
One day you’re in the book, the next you’re off the map
But that’s what happens to a life when it’s lived on the square
It’s like money in the bank, it just sits there

(Chorus:) I want to take you into that special place
And we’ll disappear without a single trace
We’ll soar above this world and never leave the ground
Then lightly touch back without makin’ a sound
In that special place, that special place

Now the well’s gone dry as a dead man’s dust
But it doesn’t really matter since the pump went bust
There’s a different kind of thirst I see in your eyes
Different kind of love we share beneath the disguise

I’ve read your heart like an open book
Fryin’ pan or fire, we’re gonna get cooked
The end won’t hesitate a single minute
Let’s make our bed, let’s lie in it

And you’re gonna take me into that special place…

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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GOOD TIME JOE

His loneliness covered him up like a cloud
And it followed him everywhere he went
And you were never sure just exactly what you’d find
In the very center of it –
A hand raised in hatred, a hand raised in love
And no-one was more surprised than he
In the very moment when your most trusted friend
Suddenly became your worst enemy

Let’s have another drink for Good Time Joe
He would drink to you, you know
He could always be depended on
To let you down whenever times were tough
And he could always be depended on
To drag you down into some new fresh hole he dug
Not a word of excuse, and no apology,
And no acknowledgment of pain That wouldn’t be his style – just a sheepish smile
As he does it again and again and again

Let’s have another drink for Good Time Joe
He would drink to you, you know

I can see him now, driftin’ through all the ruined lives
A trail of disappointment in his wake
Goin’ for the easy laugh, goin’ for the big finish
Goin’ for the hearty handshake
He’s everybody’s friend, he’s a real man’s man
The party doesn’t stop till he appears
Can’t you see him dancin’ now, with his lampshade on his brow
Until he starts cryin’ in his beer?

Let’s have another drink for Good Time Joe
He would drink to you, you know

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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TAKE CARE OUT THERE

You better take care out there
’Cause you got somethin’ that is so worth preservin’
You could travel anywhere
And never find another gem so deservin’
Of your care
Take care out there

You better just slow down now
Because I’ve heard these roads are precarious
I don’t like to lay the law down
But that’s my very heart you’re carryin’
Around
Better slow down now

This highway’s haunted
And I knew it from the day I got on
Half the time we can’t wait until it’s over
Then we’re wonderin’ where it’s all gone

So you better step carefully
Here where despair is growin’ like a cancer
Many go down so willingly
You can too, but if you do you’ll have to answer
To me
Step carefully

The woods are full of intruders
And invaders of the soul
What some might see as a cause for ecstasy
Becomes another chance to exercise control

So you better take care out there
’cause what you got is no mere possession
That you could replace anywhere
But it’s a miracle so precious
So rare
Take care out there

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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MAN ENOUGH

Am I man enough to do what needs to be done?
Am I man enough to fight the battle till the battle’s won?
Am I man enough to stand
With my family hand in hand?
Am I man enough not to be a man?

Am I man enough to stick it out and take a chance?
Am I man enough to retreat when they tell me to advance?
Am I man enough to do the job for which I been selected
To stand up for a woman when a woman’s disrespected?
Am I man enough to know how it’s all connected?

It’s easy enough to say that nothin’s broke
It’s easy enough to tell another joke
It’s easy enough until you start to choke
Upon the words before they even leave your mouth
Am I man enough to tell the north from the south?

It’s easy enough to go and join the herd
And follow along without a single word
It’s easy enough to be a mockingbird
And sing along with whatever tune they’re playin’
Am I man enough to hear what my heart is sayin’?

Am I man enough to be open to the pain in the night?
Am I man enough to believe when the truth is out of sight?
Am I man enough to see,
Not be blinded by the dogma of some false philosophy?
Am I man enough to be who God created me to be?

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HER SONG

She’s just a little one
With a face like the morning sun
And she’s changing my world as she plays in the garden

Lookin’ up with two trusting eyes
Bright and clear as the summer skies
She takes my hand and she leads me away

And I follow behind
Scarcely believing my ears and my eyes

She takes me to that special place
Where grief and sorrow never show their face
And everything’s fresh and new as the day of creation

In a land of laughter, joy and play
Where past and future both fade away
She returns me to all I’d misplaced and forgotten

And I follow behind
Scarcely believing my ears and my eyes Lord thanks for this precious day
Lord thanks for this blessed change
Lord thanks for the way she’s uncovered my heart

She’s just a little one
With a face like the morning sun
And she’s changing my world as she plays in the garden

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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ALWAYS SOMETHING MORE TO BEHOLD IN YOUR LOVE

Passin’ through this dreadful time
I’m almost grateful for the troubles we’ve known
Revealing strength we never knew we had
And sides of life that might have never been shown

And there’s always something more to behold in your love

I cast my mind back in amnesia trance
To where I wore my affliction like a crown
Behind a mask, crippled by the pain
I could not carry and I could not lay down

And there’s always something more to behold in your love

The sparrow swims in waves of mercy
That we once mistook for air
Gathering his bits of twine and twig
He never doubts that what he needs will be there

And there’s always something more to behold in your love

And if the wound did not last forever
And if we didn’t pass away as we speak
And if the fall was never neverending
I’d say you’re right, nothing matters, don’t bother to seek

But there’s always something more to behold in your love

The road’s as narrow as a tightrope
The sun’s as focused as a laser beam
Our hands are empty as an executioner’s eye
Spend all day tryin’ to figure out what’s real and what’s a dream

But there’s always something more to behold in your love

Passin’ through this dreadful time
I’m almost grateful for the trouble we’ve known
Revealing strength we never knew we had
And sides of life that might have never been shown

And there’s always something more to behold in your love

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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BORDERLINE TOWN

The hills of the countryside swam in moonlight
As the town fell to sleep in the deep of the night
The sky filled with dreams
Like a glass fills with wine
One looked like yours, one looked like mine

So I took them and hid them in an old wishing well
The mockingbird at my shoulder, he swore not to tell
For you learn to hide quickly any treasure you’ve found
When you’re born to be a dreamer in a borderline town

So many years later I met you one day
In the park by the church where the small children play
You smiled so politely but you were down, I could tell
So I went back to find that old wishing well

And the dreams that we’d hidden though so much had changed
They were just as I left them, everything was the same
For you learn to trust completely in miracles that abound
When you’re born to be a dreamer in a borderline town

So it’s goodbye to the country, farewell to our home
Farewell to the dark haunted streets we once roamed
Goodbye to each kind and familiar face
Goodbye comes easy when there’s so much to chase

We set off in the morning with no guide but the wind
With our dreams as our map and our mockingbird friend
For you learn you must travel to find where you’re bound
When you’re born to be a dreamer in a borderline town

And you know you’ve got to travel to find where you’re bound
When you’re born to be a dreamer in a borderline town

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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DISC II

PRIME OF LIFE

It’s the prime of life
There is no next time
See the moment shine
Then slip away

I see you next to me
Like two fish swimmin’ upstream
Tryin’ to live the dream
Today

And you, locked inside that room
I hope you find your way out soon

When I saw you there
It was like a prayer
That I never dared
To say

In the early spring
The chapel bells did ring
And sparrows came to sing
The day away

And you, out there in the wind
I hope today’s the day your life begins

And you, underneath that stone
I hope someday your secret will be known

It’s the prime of life
We got nowhere to hide
As we leave the past behind
To try our wings

I see you next to me
Two branches of one tree
Leanin’ out to see
What the mystery brings

And you, locked inside that room
I hope you find your way out soon

And you, out there in the wind
I hope today’s the day your life begins

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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OUTSIDER

He’s an outsider, he’s an outsider
He’s an outsider and he lives in a world of his own
The world didn’t want him so he lives in a world of his own

You can see him in the night, you can see him in the night
You can see him in the night, if you wander far enough he will be there
See him standin’ on the corner ’neath a streetlight in the rain
Before you have the chance to turn around and look at him again
He’s gone

He walks apart from the crowd, he walks apart from the crowd
He walks apart from the crowd ’cause he knows he don’t belong and he don’t care
He’s got the hunger in his eyes like a wolf in the wild
But you never hear him say a word, never see him smile
He’s an outsider and he lives in a world of his own

He stays amongst the shadows, he stays amongst the shadows
He stays amongst the shadows starin’ at the world with eyes that never close
There’s something in his solitude that grabs you by the heart
But there’s no way that you can reach him, so you don’t even start
He’s an outsider and he lives in a world of his own

You better take a good look, you better take a good look
You better take a good look ’cause you don’t know where you’ll see him again
Maybe in a railway station in some foreign land
Or on the front page of the news with a rifle in his hand
He’s an outsider and he lives in a world of his own

When the morning sun comes, when the morning sun comes
When the morning sun comes you may look around
But you won’t know why or where he’s gone
Tomorrow they might be carryin’ him through the cemetery gates
Or he could be shakin’ hands with the President of the United States
He’s an outsider and he lives in a world of his own

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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DRIFT AWAY

There’s so many things I think I’d rather do,
than have to find away to say goodbye to you
And there’s so many things I’d rather see
than the sight of you disappearing silently
But I don’t have much say
And I know you’d stay, if you had your way
And time is short on these broken shores
Where I watch you drift away

Thinkin’ ‘bout all the times we shared
It don’t seem right, it don’t seem fair
That you should have to leave this world behind
When there’s so much beauty left to find
And this catastrophe
Has left me speechless as I try helplessly
To make a stand
As I take your hand
And I watch you drift away

Into somewhere
That no one can know but you
I hope there’s comfort there
After all you’ve been put through
And as you’re goin’
I hope that you know
The love that is flowin’
From all us left down here below

The autumn comes
To destroy the leaves that cling
Still every flower returns again with spring
But there’s a treasure
That’s vanished from this place
And through each spring o come,
You won’t be replaced
I’m thinkin’ of a friend
The kind that’s lost and is not regained again
Whose will was strong
Who suffered long
And then drifted away

Who suffered long
Then had to drift away

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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DREAMS OF A RIDICULOUS MAN

There’s a man livin’ under the steps of a cathedral
Trying to recover from
The vision of walking one day through the sunlight
With the world and himself overcome

Where the air sang his name like a hymn of redemption
And the crowd placed a crown on his head
And he moved with the weight of some great revelation
To his promise most faithfully wed

I am that man, I dreamed that dream
A great vision which some say may deceive
But I still believe

He waited and he prayed for the great day to come
He drew up his plans scrupulously
Half-driven by visions of vast domination
Half-weeping with humility

He laboured with his head bent down to the table
And barely noticed the gathering fog
And the creeping suspicion his life had become
A hastily written epilogue

I am that man, I dreamed that dream
A great vision which some say may deceive
But I still believe

The bridge that you walk on between all these moments
Has been constructed from the purest of gold
And the cornerstone you reject so thoughtlessly
Is worth more than all this world can hold

So don’t trust me too quickly you who know my face only
Don’t believe I’m ever all on your side
For if I said I was content just to sit in the bleachers
And observe the procession, I lied

I am that man, I dreamed that dream
A great vision which some say may deceive
But I still believe

There’s a man livin’ under the steps of a cathedral
Trying to recover from
The vision of walkin’ one day through the sunlight
With the world and himself overcome

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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LONG LONESOME NIGHT

I can tell that you’ve been livin’ under somethin’
That you can’t even foresee the end of
It started out a stone, now it’s a mountain
All you can do is feel it press down from above
And you try and smile the calm and easy smile
But sometimes it’s all you can do to stand upright
With your eyes upon the doorway all the while
On this long and lonesome night

There ain’t no easy answer to this trouble
In spite of what you might hear on TV
You can talk to anyone and they’ll act puzzled
These things aren’t discussed in polite society
And you go back down to the little town you came from
Just in time to see the last fading taillights
Wonderin’ where this sorrow got your name from
On this long and lonesome night

I’d never say I’ve been exactly where you’re standin’
But I think I’ve been in the area enough to know
That all the fancy talk, all the highwire dancin’
Just comes down to Should you stay or Should you go?
Sometimes you don’t get too much choice about what you’re left with
To hang onto, and it’s way past wrong or right
Well anyway you’re not about to get that selective
On this long and lonesome night

And it’s not like you’ve got any huge ambition
To save the world or perform miracles of note
Sometimes the hardest task, the greatest mission
Is just to somehow simply stay afloat

Now everywhere you go you think you hear the cheerin’
Of a crowd that seems so distant and so far
The future, they inform you most sincerely,
Belongs to anyone with a computer for a heart
You’re just an other unknown rider through this ruin
Tryin’ to make sense and keep the palace gates in sight
And a touch of grace is all that you’re pursuin’
On this long and lonesome night

Just a touch of grace is all that you’re pursuin’
On this long and lonesome night

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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TWO HEARTS

If a foot’s got to stumble
If an eye’s got to weep
If a back has got to bend, let it have one godsend
Two Hearts, One Beat

And if a mind’s got to worry
If a body’s got to sleep
In an everlasting rest, let it be blessed
Two Hearts, One Beat

Yeah, you know it’s coming pretty soon now.
How long have we waited for this?
Beneath the high crescent moon now.
But look out, you know it’s never the way you think it is.

And if a light’s got to falter
If a body’s got to feed
From the toil of its hand, through all the years on the land
Two Hearts, One Beat

I go out walking with my loved one
Through the graveyards, we hold each other close
Sometimes it’s only when I’m out walking with my loved one
The world don’t seem like a dream, and I don’t feel like a ghost.

If a vision’s got to tarry.
If a soul’s got to bleed
Born to lose its way in the night or in the day
Two Hearts, One Beat
Two Hearts, One Beat

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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OH MY LOVE

Oh my love the lost you’ve had cannot be counted
It’s left a hole so wide there is no way around it
But to walk on through when every hope has foundered
And if it helps, I’m with you every single moment

Oh my love, oh my love

The winter branches bare against the sky
Could never be as bleak as the pain in your eyes
And how to start again, or even try
When the one so tightly wound around your heart has died?

Oh my love, oh my love

He was rare and true as anyone could be
And though his message to you says his soul’s at peace
Does it help you now, or calm you when you see
Where there was once four shadows, only three?

Oh my love, oh my love

It’s time for us to build our house on solid land
Far from the swamp, far from the shifting sand
We’ll construct a brand new life, a better plan
And try to live it out as best we can

But for now, my love, stand strong ’neath shattered skies
Console yourself with the memory of his eyes
Till every stitch of grief has fallen, till every tear’s been cried
Till we begin to dimly see the distant shrouded sun arise

Oh my love, oh my love

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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WHY

I grow old, you stay young
Your fears fade, mine live on
You can’t talk and I can’t stop
Wondering why

Your tears end where mine begin
How I tried not face the end
But that’s just my way, you know how I hate
Sayin’ good-bye

He conceals, He conceives
He’s not much for guarantees
He prepares a mansion, some declare
Up in the sky

You are gone, I remain
Your memory fades, I sustain
Till the day I drop I know I’ll never stop
Wondering why

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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REALLY LOVE

Look into my eyes
There’s something you must see
Behind these tears, a love that’s here
Waiting to flow to you from me

For if sadness must come
So must sadness go
And tears may fall but they’re not all
That does between us flow

It’s really love, and it’s really love
It’s comin’ on strong after so long
And it’s really love

Been so long since we’re together now
Sometimes I can’t recall
Who I was or what I was
Or if I was at all

Before you stepped out of a dream
Before you came into my life
Before you swept right in, more than a friend
And now more than a wife

It’s really love, it’s really love
Like a bolt from the blue, it’s comin’ on through
And it’s really love

And so why should we listen to the voice that tells us to despair
When the greatest gift that can be given
Is ours to share, ours to share

And why should we seek shelter
From whatever’s out there
When no mater where we wander
It’s everywhere, everywhere

Come and sit down beside me
For we both know so well
Where two are gathered close together
The spirit finds a place to dwell

With the faith that time makes stronger
With the hope the world can’t bend
With every moment growing longer
As they stretch towards the end

It’s really love, it’s really love
Lifting us higher, setting us afire
And it’s really love

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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YOU MAKE IT EASY

When I was a runnin’ boy
I heard the hymns of heaven’s joy
In a country church in a little town
But I never knew what they meant till now

And in between all I could see
About life was how hard it could be

But you make it easy
And life is joy, your love tells me
You make it easy
And everyday your love shows me
How easy it can be

Friends have come and friends have gone
Some depart, some are outworn
But the greatest loss by far’s the friend
Who fades from life to never come again

Left behind at such a cost
And how to believe when so much has been lost?

But you make it easy
Your love tells me that life goes on
You make it easy
And everyday your love shows me
That no-one loved is ever gone

So much has been shown to me
Sayin’ that love never dies
How could I not believe?
I’d have to be blind

Starin’ out at the autumn rain
Waitin’ for you to come home again
I see you walkin’ up the street
Where have you been and who did you meet?

And though the times may bring us down again
I’m not afraid ’cause something’s changed

And you make it easy
The future’s bright, your love tells me
You make it easy
And everyday your love shows me
How easy it can be

You make it easy
And life is joy, your love tells me
You make it easy
And everyday your love shows me
How easy it can be

© 2002 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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All Her Love (2001)

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1.    ALL HER LOVE
2.    LITTLE BIRD FLYIN’
3.    WILDFLOWER
4.    ANYTIME (IN THE LAND OF MIDNITE TERRORS)
5.    LITTLE WILLOW
6.    LONELY HEART
7.    HOMETOWN
8.    BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE
9.    THAT’S WHY I MADE MY VOW TO YOU
10.    CONTAMINATED LOVE
11.    HAS ANYBODY HERE SEEN JANE?
12.    IF I DIDN’T HAVE YOU
13.    ALL ROADS (LEAD TO HAPPINESS IN THEIR WAY)
14.    BONUS TRACK

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ALL HER LOVE

She gives me all her love
And all I gotta do I call her love
Then I know that by the stars above
She’ll chase the blues out of my day

She gives me all her time
And all I gotta do is call her mine
Then everything will fall in line
And we will find our way

So now tell me why should I worry
’Bout what will be or what has been?
When it’s all right here before me
All I gotta do is let it in –

She gives me all her heart
No need to go searchin’ for the missin’ part
It’s all been there right from the start
Never to part from me

So now tell me why should I worry
’Bout what has been or what will be?
When she stands right here before me
And she’s waitin’ just for me –

She gives me all her time
And all I gotta do is call her mine
Then everything will fall in line
And we will find our way

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LITTLE BIRD FLYIN’

Little bird flyin’, little bird flyin’
Little bird flies through the sky all alone
She’s lookin’ for a home, she’s lookin’ for a home
She’s lookin’ for a home

Little baby cryin’, little baby cryin’
Little baby cries in the night, wakes his mother and she wonders why
He’s cryin’ in the night, he’s cryin’ in the night again
He’s cryin’ in the night again, yeah

Long train ridin’, long train ridin’
Long train rides through the night, she sits by the window underneath a light
Waitin’ for her call to come, waitin’ for her call to come
Waitin’ for her call to come, yeah

Big lights shinin’, flashlights shinin’
Flashlights shine on the face of the man with a gun in his hand standin’
Up against the wall again, he’s up against the wall again
Up against the wall again, yeah

Little bird flyin’, little bird flyin’
Little bird flies through the sky all alone
He’s lookin’ for a home, he’s lookin’ for a home
He’s lookin’ for a home

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WILDFLOWER

The wildflower’s bloomin’ in the forest
The wildflower blooms amongst the weeds
Some sing of the violets and the roses
But wildflower you’re beautiful to me

Up atop of the highest snow-capped mountain
Or deep within the valleys down below
The wildflower won’t be found in the garden
Where all the other flowers grow,
From the seeds which have been sown
By the ones who never see the wildflower

Would you try to pluck her
And hold her in your hand?
The wildflower fades
But then she blooms again

Though through the years the forces have conspired
To tear her from the earth which is her home
Her beauty rages like a deathless fire
And when all the rest have gone,
She will greet the new day’s sun
Which smiles down upon the wildflower

Would you try to pluck her
And hold her in your hand?
The wildflower fades
But then she blooms again

The wildflower’s bloomin’ in the forest
The wildflower blooms amongst the weeds
I’ve seen violets and I’ve seen roses
But wildflower you’re beautiful to me

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ANYTIME (IN THE LAND OF MIDNITE TERRORS)

Anytime we’re under the covers
Anytime we’re talkin’ at night
You’re like a new land I’ve never discovered
You’re like a song I can never get right

Well you got a love as deep as the ocean
If the ocean never had a floor
Though sometimes it might get kinda stormy
I never want to stay that close to the shore

’Cause I’m holdin’ onto you like a Bible
And I’m readin’ you one line at a time
I’m drinkin’ you down to the very last drop
Like the kinda blood that’s so much sweeter than wine

Look out, I’m fallin’ down all around you
But I know that you’ll be there when I land
’Cause anytime I’m above or below you
You always know how to hold on tight with both hands

Sometimes I get that icy bone-chill feelin’
But I never want to stray that far
’Cause anytime there’s smoke on the water
It always gets traced to someplace near where you are

It’s like tryin’ to clean house in a hurricane
With an earthquake blowin’ in from the West
’Bout the only mystery that you got to figure out
Is what’s gonna get uprooted next

Sometimes in the night I hear a creepin’
Then I know that you’ll be comin’ on hot
Nailin’ me down where I start to come loose
And pullin’ me free where I’m not

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LITTLE WILLOW

Little willow on the pillow where you’re lyin
Little willow on the pillow where you sleep
While far above the songs of night are flyin
And far below the midnight shadows creep.

Where the calliope man is in his red suit
And he’s preparing all his horses for the ride
In an hour’s time he’ll pass beside your bedroom
And if you’re leaning out, he’ll let you jump inside.

Through a doorway in the moon someone left open
To the Big Top where the circus never ends.
Where the lion tamer’s whips have all been broken
And monkey man is dancin’ with his friends.

Where the ostriches all laugh with wild wonder
And the clowns and wearing smiles not pretend
As in their ship they take you gently down to slumber
Little willow on your pillow in your bed.

Little willow let me fill your night with dreamin
Little willow with your willow silhouette.
Until the morning sunrise finds them streamin
Down your windowpane just so you don’t forget.

That the calliope man is in his red suit
And he’s preparing all his horses for the ride
In an hour’s time he’ll pass beside your bedroom
And if you’re leaning out he’ll let you jump inside.

Through a doorway in the moon someone left open
To the Big Top where the circus never ends.
Where the lion tamer’s whips have all been broken
And monkey man is dancin’ with his friends.

Where the ostriches all laugh with wild wonder
And the clowns are wearing smiles not pretend
As in their ship they take you gently down to slumber
Little willow on your pillow in your bed.

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LONELY HEART

There was a man I used to know,
I used to see him on the street
He was the kind of a guy
who never looked surprised
anytime you happened to meet
He just turned like he expected you,
and he accepted you with grace
To me he was like a brother,
but to others he was like a man from outer space

He stood alone at the crossroads
where the traffic came and went
He was either just gettin’ out of jail
or on his way back in
Drinkin’ whiskey from a paper bag,
he’d greet the people there
Some were amazed as they went on their way,
But to most it was like he wasn’t even there

He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star, and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home

In the rat race of the rush hour
he stood amongst the stream
Of working people running
like an old ship lost at sea
And he’d stop me and he’d talk to me
about the angels that he’d seen
On the shoulders of the businessmen
and in the wheels of the machine

The cops would come and hassle him
for standing there so long
But he’d just smile and close his eyes
like was listening to a song
The merchants they would come with brooms
to chase the man away
He’d run in fear and disappear
but they knew he’d be back again the very next day

He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star, and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home

I’d ask him questions of his life
but none of them he heard
He’d just reach into his pockets
and he’d start to feed the birds
Except for one time when I asked him
why he lived this way
He just pointed to the rags he wore and said
“One day this all shall pass away”

In the summer’s rain and the winter’s snow
he stood alone there listening
To the bells which rang from the tower
with clock with both hands missing
Little children they would come
and throw tomatoes in his face
And scream with glee, and so would he
With a look in his eyes like he was in some other place

He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star, and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home Me, I had a steady job in a shoelace factory
Each year I took a vacation, went up north where the air was clean
Till one time I was comin’ back,
I noticed that the streets had changed
I looked around, but he was gone,
and the spot where he once stood had been re-paved

I later heard a truck had come and taken him away
To cure him of the illness that made him act so strange
They said that he was crazy, they said he was an outlaw
But to me he was the closest thing to bein’ true I think I ever saw

He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home

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HOMETOWN

Far back in the memory of your evergreen past
There’s a sleepy little village by the railroad tracks
Each night the whistle blows as the train passes through
But it’ll stop there if you ask it to
You step off onto the platform, take a look around
There’s a gas pump, a bank, and an old fairground

Down in my hometown

There’s a barbershop, a hockey rink, a fire hall station
A playground and a church of both denominations
You can shoot your .22 down Main Street any night
And never hit a soul because there ain’t no-one in sight

Down in my hometown

That big house on the corner is the home of Mrs. Jones
Ever since her son went away she lives there all alone
She sits upon her porch and she watches people pass
Mrs. Jones and her memories and twenty-seven cats

You plant in the spring and you can harvest in the autumn
You can make it through the winter of the rain keeps fallin’
You can take your whole family to the country fair
You can show your cows and pigs, you can meet your friends there

Down in my hometown

“Did ya see that Mr. Haskett got himself a new car?”
“Yes, I saw it in his yard”
“Had to come pretty dear, so I hear”
“He must’ve had a very good year”

Sunday morning after church down the street the families wander
Neighbours lean upon their fences and talk to one another
“Hello, Mrs. Smith, how’s your husband been?”
“He’s been doing very well – thanks for asking, Mrs. Green”

Wintertime and everything is boarded up tight
As the wind cuts like a knife through the black cathedral night
Nothin’ but the silence of the snow fallin’ down
And a little red mitten left layin’ on the ground

Down in my hometown

Friday night the 4-H club has got a dance on
There’s a couple fellas with a bottle in a field behind a barn
Country western music and a square dancin’ crowd
But from the town cemetery you never hear a sound

Down in my hometown

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BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE

The night came down like a deck of cards
As she was lockin’ up the store
She headed home, feelin’ most unknown
Just like so many times before
She didn’t expect much and she never did get much
Oh, you could see it in her eyes
But was this solitude just a passing mood
Or a blessing in disguise?

She’d been loved by many, she’d loved a few
And many times she’d been deceived
When the cold dawn broke, though not a word was spoken
Still, she knew she had to leave
It wasn’t that she didn’t hunger for a lover
But she wanted true love,
And she wouldn’t compromise
Although sometimes she’d pray
These blues would fade away
Into a blessing in disguise

Everybody said that she was crazy,
Wasn’t she afraid of
Growin’ old alone?
She loved her freedom, but
Didn’t she know it was dangerous
In this world for a woman on her own?

Tea kettle whistle blew, as she took her cup over to
A table set for one
And leanin’ on the windowsill, she looked out to the hill
Turned red by the setting sun
At times like this she didn’t miss the kiss or the promises
Of anyone, and she realized
That all the pain she felt might fade away and melt
Into a blessing in disguise

Everybody said that she was crazy,
And wasn’t she afraid of
Growin’ old alone?
She loved her freedom, but
Didn’t she know it was dangerous
In this world for a woman on her own?

And though they knew a lot
She knew something they did not
As she counted her blessings in disguise

She spent her nights
Counting blessings in disguise

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THAT’S WHY I MADE MY VOW TO YOU

Darling, I won’t let you down
Although this world may come and turn my head around
You’re the brightest joy I’ve ever found
That’s why I made my vow to you

Sweetheart, this love won’t rest
Though outside pressures may grow stronger, I confess
One thing you’ll never be to me is second best
That’s why I made my vow to you

And you know that I wouldn’t be honest
You know that it wouldn’t be right
If I could not make good on this promise
Or at least try with all my might

Baby, you know that it’s true
The only game in this town for me is you
In spite of whatever troubles might ensue
That’s why I made my vow to you

And you know that I wouldn’t be honest
And you know that it wouldn’t be right
If I could not make good on this promise
Or at least try with all my might

Darling, I won’t let you down
The days roll by, seasons spin around
But you’re the brightest joy I’ve ever found
That’s why I made my vow to you

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CONTAMINATED LOVE

Once thought love was a safe and sure thing,
Clean and pure thing, but I found out
That no love lives that hasn’t been troubled,
That hasn’t had to struggle
Through a firestorm of doubt
To an operating table, for last minute surgery
There is no human heart that hasn’t been bent into
A pleasant deformity

It all starts out with the first desire
You’re dragged through the mire and left for dead
You lie there so disgraced till one fine morning
You find yourself reborn with a crown on your head
Oh, the river of love flows sweetly
But there’s a sewer pipe upstream
So help yourself to a heaping helping of my contaminated love.

It’s all been written down by the wisemen and the sages
In the sacred scattered pages
Of pink and purple prose.
It comes in jerks and it comes in flashes
But when your last chance passes,
That’s where true love grows
In the most unlikely places, it may take you by surprise
When the most deserted, barren wasteland
Becomes another Graceland before your eyes.

Tell me what does it mean?
Tell me what makes it stay?
Mostly love won’t be seen
Till everything else gets torn away

It’s a long highway of descriptions and disguises
Equipment and devices, detours and false starts
And it never really ends till you’re stretched out on the pavement,
Stripped so naked you don’t know who you are.
That’s when it starts to move you
Into some other place
Far from the road paved with all your best intentions,
Through the infinite dimensions of a human face.

You run out with your arms wide open
Then you fall down a manhole
Some say every heart must be broken
Before they ever can be whole.

It’s not locked in the refuge of the most devoted brethren
Or in some old decrepit reverend’s virgin kiss
It’s out on the streets where it’s battered and it’s beaten,
Rained, snowed, and sleeted on, yet still persists.
It’s not that it’s diluted,
It just gets polluted some.
It’s that little speck of extra dirt
That never did hurt a pearl,
It’s our contaminated love.

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HAS ANYBODY HERE SEEN JANE?

Has anybody here seen Jane?
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Never took much notice of her
But now she’s gone we’re thinkin’ of her
Has anybody here seen Jane?

Seems like it was only just last week
She was pickin’ flowers by the creek
As she sat upon the shore
But now she’s not there anymore
Has anybody here seen Jane?

Standin’ by the churchyard in the sun
With a smile for everyone
And though she never made a sound
She was so nice to have around
Has anybody here seen Jane?

She had a brightness in her face
And something else no-one could trace
Just a girl of seventeen
Now that’s all she’ll ever be
Has anybody here seen Jane?

Has anybody here seen Jane?
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Never took much notice of her
But now she’s gone we’re thinkin’ of her
Has anybody here seen Jane?

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IF I DIDN’T HAVE YOU

When the day is slow and the night is long
I have a dream, I have a song
And these would almost see me through
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you

When I’m alone I have my mind
To take me someplace outside of time
And I could live there, it would almost do
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you

If you take a look at all the things I’ve got
From a distance it might seem like quite a lot
But it really don’t amount to very much
Without the addition of your love

When the sky is black I have the stars
When the rain is fallin’, rainbows of course
Got a good umbrella and a raincoat too
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you

If all these things were taken from me now
With your love I’d make it through somehow
But if I had all of this and so much more
And lost your love I’d have no clue
As to what it all was for

When my TV’s broken I have a radio
Or I can have a look out my window
I’ll always have myself I can talk to
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you

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ALL ROADS (LEAD TO HAPPINESS IN THEIR WAY)

I woke up this morning
And found my house had burned to the ground
There was nothin’ left there of it but a smoking heap
The neighbours all came by and they asked me how it started
I said “How would I know?
It was already going when I went to sleep”

All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where your road begins

So I walked on down the road
And I left it all behind
I was thinkin’ that maybe with the circus I would run away
I got a job as a human cannonball and I was feelin’ most content
But I got discharged the very next day

All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where the road begins So I thought I’d go to the doctor
And get myself checked up
I was feelin’ kinda tired and I had a bad cough
I said “Doctor, no matter what I do, I still can’t get to sleep at night.”
He said “That’s easy son, just lay down on the very edge of the bed,
You’ll soon drop off!”

All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be the savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where the road begins

So I married my one true love
And we set off on a honeymoon
Went way down to the sunny shores of Spain
The man at the hotel
He asked us if we had a reservation
I said “Well, maybe one or two, but you know we really can’t complain.”

All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where the road begins

So I died and went to Heaven
And seen St. Peter at the pearly gates
He said “What took you so long, man?” I said “You know, I got detained –
I found my wife holdin’ hands with another man.”
“You bitter?” St. Peter asked
“Darn right, and I bit him too,” I explained

All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step and where you stand that’s where the road begins

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BONUS TRACK

Well I wake up every morning and I got to scratch my head
What direction should I turn to, on what side of my bed?
On one side is the world and on the other side’s the wall
The wall could use some painting – the world, an overhaul

Lookin’ out my window, I see the people walkin’ ’round
They all got someplace to go, they don’t have time to stick around
Because they’re runnin’ in a race, to hesitate they do not dare
The finish line is in the graveyard and they can’t wait to make it there

I’m feelin’ like a square peg shoved into a round hole
They’re pushin’ me out upon the stage but no-one’s written me a role
It don’t have to be Shakespeare, Harold Robbins would be fine
If I could just know how to move, or make it to the next line

Mr. Genghis Khan the Second believes in absolute control
Prayin’ to his tiny god perched up atop of his console
My apathy disgusts him – don’t I know there’s money to be made?
Forests to be turned into deserts, people to be enslaved

But you know that I love you, you know that I do
The way you sewed me back together with your magic thread and glue
All except for that one part where you left me so exposed behind
But we don’t have to talk about that, it just reminds me to be kind

I’m not the kind to give up, you know that it’s a fact
If they throw me out the front door I’ll come crawlin’ in the back
If they throw me out the back door, I ain’t gonna hang around
I’ll just come back with gasoline and burn the motherfucker down

People say to me “Get real” and I say to them “What for?”
After that there doesn’t seem to be much to talk about anymore
Reality and me, we haven’t been on speaking terms
Since I stumbled out through the gates of Paradise into this cafeteria for worms

Now there’s shooting in the schoolyards, families bein’ torn apart
You’d almost think the world had been designed without our interests at heart
Still I salute the resolutions of the governing elect
Their eyedroppers of compassion, their steam shovels of neglect

I feel like cuttin’ out of here, I’m tired of all these crazy games
They keep recycling the plot, all that changes is the names
I lay hungover in this bed, so alone and full of trepidation
Like the morning after the apocalypse, or the first day of an occupation

But if I go I’ll take ya with me, of that there is no doubt
Whenever I’m invisible you can always make me out
I’ll keep on comin’ back for seconds as long as you’re with me in line
Till we defy the laws of gravity, till we forget how to tell time

So honey if you need me, I’ll be out here swingin’ from this noose
With all these stories without endings, all these tools that have no use
All these questions without answers, all these locked doors without keys
Except for the ones we build ourselves from what’s washed up upon the beach

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Houdini in Reverse (1998)

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1.    WAKE ME UP (WHEN WE GET THERE)
2.    DANCE MONKEY DANCE
3.    GOOD OLD DAYS
4.    THAT’S MY MIDDLE NAME
5.    ONE & ONLY
6.    REVENGE OF LAZARUS
7.    I BELIEVE IN YOU
8.    OLD GREY HOUSE
9.    CAT’S PAJAMAS
10.    YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER NOW
11.    HOUDINI IN REVERSE
12.    YOU’RE THE ONE

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WAKE ME UP (WHEN WE GET THERE)

See the handsome young man speakin’ his mind
You wouldn’t think it would take all that much time
Seems like everywhere you meet someone who knows
Just exactly the way it’s gotta go
The speakers scream and the megaphones wail
Just like a snake swallowin’ its own tail
Spare no expenses in buildin’ fences
Did I happen to mention that I couldn’t be less impressed?

But don’t mind me, it’s nothing crucial
I am only desperate as usual
You take the wheel and drive awhile
I’ll ride behind –
Wake me up when we get there

I woke up from a night-time vision
Walked right into a three-way collision
People took pictures, wrote down everything I said
Before movin’ on to the baby born with three heads
Saw a whole way of life and a world that once had been
Sacrificed to satisfy somebody’s drunken whim
What some must do to pay the rent
Is beyond belief and beneath contempt

But don’t mind me, it’s nothin’ crucial
I am only desperate as usual
You take the wheel and drive awhile
I’ll ride behind –
Wake me up when we get there

I’m only waitin’ for a miracle
Just one last chance for a human to stand still
And dream and lean upon a windowsill
And see the scenery
No expectations of gettin’ out of debt
Just wanna catch a ride and catch my breath
For one last moment before I’m chewed to death
By the machinery

See the young woman dancin’ with the chemical glands
See the mind of the outcast snappin’ like a rubber band
In a crippled crevice of a city wall
Where life is cheap if it’s even there at all
Politician says “Why help the needy?”
Scientist says “It’s all a matter of breeding”
All I’m lookin’ for is a few feet of space
Without somebody’s derriere shakin’ in my face

But don’t mind me, it’s nothing crucial
I am only desperate as usual
You take the wheel and drive awhile
I’ll ride behind –
Wake me up when we get there

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DANCE MONKEY DANCE

Dance monkey dance, with a fire in your pants
And your head lost in dreams of tomorrow
You spin ‘round the floor, down the long corridor
Of dark vacancies and of sorrow
Though the day of your doom
May be comin’ up soon
‘Neath the white frozen moon
Monkey, dance

Dance monkey dance, in a spell, in a trance
In a well-tailored velvet tuxedo
You can save the day, you make the band play
All the way from here to Toledo
With your tail up so high
So proudly you fly
Through the day, through the night
Monkey, dance

Dance monkey dance, while you still got the chance
Before somebody comes and destroys you
The whole world’s asleep, all the wolves, all the sheep
All the men, women, girls, and the boys, too
As the crows gather near
And the sky disappears
Through the smoke, through the mirror
Monkey, dance

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GOOD OLD DAYS

The morning sun comes down like a hammer
The ones that aren’t struck dumb just stammer
The meek ones crawl and the clever ones clamour
Up the tower where the gold still shines

Everybody’s in costume but nothin’ much is doin’
Silicon Mona Lisa and Leather Rasputin
Go divin’ in dumpsters to sift through the ruins
Of whatever is left out there to find

The good old days are gone at last
Thank God, I thought they’d never pass
The good old days are gone at last

He was the pride of his parents but nothin’ could hold him
He had stereo drugs and wall-to-wall boredom
The sissy boys fear him but the bully boys court him
For reasons of a monetary kind

His life was too soft, he needed some friction
A taste of the whip, some polite mutilation
Reborn as the savior of a new generation
Now they sell his blood like vintage wine

The good old days are gone at last
Thank God, I thought they’d never pass
The good old days are gone at last

Left me standin’ like a lamp with an empty socket in the rain
They pulled me inside out like a poor man’s pocket once again
As the howl of the misfit faded out
On the wind like the whistle of the midnight train
(in vain)

Now it’s Saturday night in the Land of Amnesia
The freaks in the Big Top pass out the anaesthesia
As Leather Rasputin and Silicon Mona Lisa
Disappear in a stretch limousine

And it’s blessed be the flag and blessed be the nation
Whatever it stands for, whoever creates it
Pull up the covers and let’s celebrate it
As our last prayer fades from the screen

‘Cause the good old days are gone at last
Thank God, I thought they’d never pass
The good old days are gone at last

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THAT’S MY MIDDLE NAME

Darlin’, I can see
Things are not going as you planned
All the promises that were made to you
Seem to’ve been written out in sand
And you’re not sure if you want someone to stand with
Or if you want someone to blame
A steadfast soldier or a scapegoat, darlin’
That’s my middle name

We stepped out of the garden
Into an avalanche of doubt
Now no matter where you’re standin’
The spotlight always seeks you out
And you’re not sure if it’s trouble that you’re wantin’
Or if it’s trouble that you’re trying to contain
A sun-scorched desert or a cloudburst, darlin’
That’s my middle name

That’s my middle name in times of worry
That’s my middle name, and all you gotta do is say it
If you’re wondering why you came here
Even if you’re wondering
Why on earth you’re stayin’ –

Now I see you in the shadows
And I see you in the light
I love the way you roll the dice
With both your eyes shut tight
And you’re not sure if you wanna pack it in for awhile
Or if you want to make the neighbours complain
A Sunday driver or a four alarm fire, darlin’
That’s my middle name

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ONE & ONLY

I was stranded in a city where the only known truth
Was industry and labour, hard work formed the noose
For the love of strange beauty and the fancies of youth
And the blue sky was blocked by the factory roofs

Solitude and loneliness, starin’ out the window
Lookin’ in the fields all smothered in the snow
Waitin’ for a sign to show me where to go
Countin’ every minute, not so long ago

The minds were straight and narrow and the friends were few
But there was always someone handy tellin’ me what I should do
I listened to them all then did what I wanted to
There was no choice, one voice comin’ on through

Singin’ out: Baby, don’t you know me?
I’m the one and only
Sanctified and holy
Lonely as a hounddog bayin’ in the moonlight
Check it out, baby!

I went into the city of saccharine and steel
Where the long-faced ones tried to show me what is real
Sterilized and compromised with so much to conceal
But I never could kneel nor settle for the deal

Never had a doubt I was on the right trail
Never gave a thought to what would happen if I failed
Runnin’ for my life with a dead man on my tail
By rail or sail, direct mail –

Singin’ out: Baby, don’t you know me?
I’m the one and only
Sanctified and holy
Lonely as a hounddog bayin’ in the moonlight
Check it out, baby!

As I explained to the judge and jury too, I only got one
As I explained to the judge and jury too, I only got one
As I explained to the judge and jury too, I only got one
So do you –

So don’t run and hide when you hear me call
I ain’t no Sunday driver, I’m in this for the long haul
Can’t be erased nor painted over like
Graffiti on the wall, no no no

Some like to weep and some like to sleep
You can read the news and count the sheep
There’ll always be enough to get yourself in deep
And raffle off your soul for what you cannot keep

Some speak of the future, some of what has been
Makin’ you forget that you’re a human, bein’
But life ain’t a dream and I ain’t a machine
So put the pedal to the metal, honey, don’t forget the gasoline

Baby, don’t you know me?
I’m your one and only
Sanctified and holy
Lonely as a hounddog bayin’ in the moonlight
Check it out, baby!

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REVENGE OF LAZARUS

Too many cooks spoilin’ the broth, little darlin’
Too many saviors on the cross
I’m goin’ out for to read the writin’
On all of the coins that get tossed
Five lonely mothers in a welfare line
And an irritated cop on the beat
Skinny little hippy man puts a fine shine
On the shoes on everybody’s feet

But not mine

Slack-jawed glassy-eyed enterprising college boy
With a collection of electric power tools
Big mouth back-slappin’ dirty little hypocrite
Sittin’ on the family jewels
He got a bridge that he built in nineteen sixty-nine
And it’s still collectin’ toll
All of the money that money can buy
And a lease on everybody’s soul

But not mine

Come along with me, honey, take ya out where
All the weeds and the wild things grow
It’s just a step away from the slaughterhouse gate
Or at least it was a week ago
Where no-one hides from the rain or remembers your name
Or cares what side you’re on
Or pays much attention to the wind’s direction
‘Cause all of their hope is gone

But not mine

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I BELIEVE IN YOU

I got a heart that takes no chances
On anything it can’t see through
It’s very trained to be aware
Of every trap and every snare
But I believe in you

I got a mind that won’t be swayed
By any passing point of view
I keep it set into its groove
Where it’s not easily moved
But I believe in you

I put my trust into so many things
And one by one I seen them fall
But like a fool who never learns
I’m willing to risk anything
Anytime I hear you call –

I got a love that strains and rages
I’m afraid of what it might get up to
I keep it under lock and key
So tell me how can it be
That I believe in you?

It’s closin’ time down in the gamblin’ house
And they’re takin’ all the tables away
It’s time for one last bet
Even though we’re deep in debt
Well, you can’t win unless you play

I got a life that rolls and plunges
Who knows where it’s gonna lead me to?
So much uncertainty and fear
And so much that’s unclear
But I believe in you

So much uncertainty and fear
Still, while I’m here
I believe in you

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OLD GREY HOUSE

There’s an old grey house by the side of the road
Faraway from the highway where nobody ever goes
Who once lived there, nobody knows
In the old grey house by the side of the road

It’s an old grey house half-hidden by the trees
With the shutters fallin’ off, hangin’ down in the breeze
With the laneway gone, overgrown with weeds
It’s an old grey house that no-one needs

Someday someone must have built it there
For some good reason
But now it is just cluttering up the air
It’s so displeasin’

One day they say there was parties there
There was dancin’ in the front room, people sat in every chair
You could hear the music float out on the still summer air
There was revelry and laughter, people came from everywhere

But now the old grey house sits in the middle of a field
With the windows boarded up and the doorways sealed
With the roof cavin’ in and the paint all peeled
It’s an old grey house with nothin’ to steal

The old grey house just sits there takin’ up ground
And that is all
Why the hell don’t someone tear it down
Put up a shopping mall?

As the old grey house rots and decays
Getting’ uglier and uglier with every passin’ day
Couldn’t sell it for a nickel, couldn’t give it away
‘Cause it’s all old grey house, and it’s a big disgrace

Have you ever seen anything so dumb
And don’t it make you wonder?
Waitin’ for the bulldozers to come
And plow it under

There’s an old grey house by the side of the road
Faraway from the highway where nobody ever goes
Who once lived there, nobody knows
In the old grey house by the side of the road

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CAT’S PAJAMAS

Cat’s pajamas, angel wings
Lovin’ cups and broken strings
It ain’t enough, it ain’t enough
Without your love
To keep me standin’ here
Tellin’ lies and cryin’ tears
Without your love

Been out in the wilderness, past the past fence and beyond
Seen the seven wonders of the world, they only made me yawn
It ain’t enough, it ain’t enough
Without your love
To keep me sittin’ on this fence
Pretendin’ that it all makes sense
Without your love

God said to Jesus: “Listen to me, son
If that’s the way they’re gonna treat us, I think we’d better run”
It ain’t enough, it ain’t enough
Without your love
The truth may still be true
But what good’s it gonna do
Without love?

You fill my cup to overflowin’
You drain my head when I get plugged
But I just don’t know where I would be goin’
Without the light of your love

Monkey feather, grizzle bone
Pink umbrella, purple telephone
It ain’t enough, it ain’t enough
Without your love
To keep me hangin’ on here
Long after you’ve gone, dear
Without your love

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YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER NOW

The moon is comin’ up over the trees
As if even it’s got someone it has to please
This room is crowded, though just the two of us are here
Waitin’ for the fever to break
And there’s still so much that I feel I’ve got to say
But nothing that hasn’t been repeated for ten thousand years
Outside a crowd is gatherin’, cryin’ out for vengeance
They’ll cry that way forever now, all along the road of good intentions
But you should know better now
You should know better now

We stepped off a cliff, but survived that fall
And now return again to confront the same old wall
And you’re thinkin’ of a doorway
But is it the same one I’m thinkin’ of?
There’s a tavern across the street where the old soldiers go
Now that the war is over, now that life is slow
Upstairs from a funeral parlour
And they call it ‘Heavens Above’
They got a brand new singer but it’s still the same old song
Where a man’s more punished for doin’ what’s right
Than for what he knows is wrong
But you should know better now
You should know better now

Outside there’s a figure
Movin’ through the shadows of the night
Could be another murderer,
Or another blackbird takin’ flight
As a blind man walks straight into the sun
Cryin’ out: “Won’t someone please turn on the light?”

Laughin’ Boy’s uneasy, sittin’ on the windowsill
He got so much space to fill
And so much time to kill
And tonight he’s desperate,
Like a ghost without a house to haunt
As you raise your eyes to me from the book you’re readin’, then
Let them drift down slowly, like the silence that descends
When somebody finally decides what it is they really want
And I’m hopin’ that you heard me
And believed me when I said
That my love for you is real, not just another accident
But you should know better now
You should know better now

And I should know better now

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HOUDINI IN REVERSE

Never had a stroke of luck but it was all bad
Never got a decent chance, wouldn’t know it if he had
The only road he ever knew was the one that went from bad to worse
That’s why everybody called him Houdini in Reverse

Anybody could’ve seen he was doomed from the start
Never got an even break but it broke all apart
And all the parents of the town
Would cry “My God, that boy’s been cursed!
Sons and daughters, stay far away from
Houdini in Reverse!”

He had a club on his foot and a sty in his eye
And an ugly rash on his knee
Deserted by his mom and dad, the only friends he had
Was the birds that sang in the trees
He could hear their sound from the hole in the ground
Where he lived when the people threw him out of the town
Sayin’ “Please stay far, far away from us,
Houdini in Reverse!”

One day somebody came and put him on TV
Sayin’ “Here stands the most afflicted man in all of history”
Suddenly all wars did cease, heavy storm clouds did disperse
‘Cause everyone was so grateful they weren’t
Houdini in Reverse

They put his face upon a postage stamp
As a symbol of hope
And everybody came to visit him
Lowered down upon a rope
All professors, priests, and presidents,
Even the Pope

When he died everybody paused to remember him
Then went right back out to fight all the wars again
But on his gravestone marker, which was relieved upon by birds
It said: Don’t Get Too Close For Here Lies the Ghost
Of Houdini in Reverse

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YOU’RE THE ONE

Always on the wrong side of a bloodbath or a mudslide
Or on an ocean liner when the ocean’s at an ebb tide
You’re the one, you’re the one

Always in crossfire of some maniac for hire
Or in the eighth floor window when the seventh floor’s on fire
You’re the one, you’re the one

You’re the one that makes this life worth livin’
You make this constant slaughter almost worth forgivin’
And because of you I wouldn’t miss a single minute of it
You’re the one

And even when I’m weary,
Just to know that you are near me
Is enough to keep me pumpin’ when the world outside is dreary
You’re the one, you’re the one

You ask me where the light is, I haven’t got the slightest
All I know is where you are is where the dark is brightest
You’re the one, you’re the one

You’re the one that makes this life worth livin’
You make this constant slaughter almost worth forgivin’
And because of you I wouldn’t miss a single minute of it
You’re the one

People come and offer their solutions
They’re all so certain
But I see nothin’ here much worth salutin’
Or preservin’

Except the thin blade of your smile as we walk the moonlit mile
Behind the backdrops of the world where the casualties are piled
You’re the one, you’re the one

Always on the wrong side of a bloodbath or a mudslide
Or on an ocean liner when the ocean’s at an ebb tide
You’re the one, you’re the one
You’re the one

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Welcome to the Revolution (1994)

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1.    WELCOME TO THE REVOLUTION
2.    BALLAD OF CURTIS MERTON
3.    SONG FOR A MAN
4.    CHEMICAL VALLEY
5.    JACKSON HOMER
6.    MOON RIDER
7.    BENEATH THE SKY
8.    CAPTAIN
9.    ASHES AND SAND
10.    SOLDIER SONG
11.    WAYWARD SON
12.    REMEMBER LOVE

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WELCOME TO THE REVOLUTION

They’re turnin’ up the heat now
And they’re blowin’ on the flames
They’re tightening the nooses
And they’re callin’ out names
They’re marshalling the forces
So well-behaved and so discreet
Welcome to the revolution
Don’t forget to wipe your feet

It’s not something you can target
Nor even something you can name
It kinda infiltrates the landscape
Till everything just seems the same
It leaves ya feelin’ low and dirty,
Kinda mean and down and out
Dreamin’ dreams of bloody murder
With the taste of metal in your mouth
And you can never see it comin’
It always hits you from the rear
Welcome to the revolution
Have another beer

It’s not a matter of religion
Nor of country or of creed
It’s just a terminal condition
Of unsatisfiable greed
Well it’s strip it down and sell it
Or kill it dead and leave it there
The people cry out for protectors
But the protectors aren’t there
As all the wise and noble leaders
Are out dividing up the stash
Welcome to the revolution
Will that be credit card or cash?

In a bunker in a mountain
It’s written there for all to see:
You Can Lead Them Anywhere
If You Just Do it By Degrees
On the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier
Somebody’s posted up a sign
Says: Put Your Head Between Your Legs, Boys
And Kiss Your Ass Good-bye!
If you can’t remember who you are
Try to remember who you were
Welcome to the Revolution
How’s the weather down there?

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BALLAD OF CURTIS MERTON

Well that tiny little tyke that they called Little Boy Blue
When he walked in through the door and tracked mud across the floor
Has grown and left home, age twenty-two
Destination unknown, he hitched a ride out to
The outskirts of the city where he wandered ‘neath the stars
In the neon tangle of the freeway cars
And the allnight bars

Mom’s in the bathroom, she’s been in there all day
Before the mirror in her brassiere watching her hair turn grey
Dad’s very busy, he’s got his hands full
Watching TV at the same time as he does a crossword puzzle
Mom says to Dad: “Did you hear the back door slam?”
Dad says: “I’m gonna make a sandwich, did you buy any ham?”
When a news report interrupts Johnny’s next guest
About an all points bulletin for a man wanted for arrest
Somethin’ about a farm and fifteen people dead
But Mom’s gone to sleep
And Dad has gone to bed

Curtis Merton from Alberta called himself Billy the Kid
And always felt offended that no-one else did
He was the kind of guy who spent his life trying to fit in somewhere
And when he finally did he was so surprised that no-one seemed to care
That he left his wife and children and he bought some ammunition
And he drifted ’cross the country like a man on a mission
Afternoons in greasy spoons where he drank a dozen beers
With his red winter stocking cap pulled down over his ears
She came in through the door like a breath of spring
With her knee-high boots and her low cut blouse
Curtis Merton smiled, he heard his heart sing
If he ever had a grip on anything at all He lost it now

The snow it was a-fallin’ all the way down Highway 7
Visibility was poor, they said a blizzard was a-comin’
A man in rags in the parking lot stood underneath a light
And introduced himself as John the Baptist to all the passersby
She went up to the counter but they refused to serve her
She didn’t have no I.D., she was only seventeen
So Mighty Curtis Merton walked across the floor and stepped in
For the price of a glass of draught he bought himself a new friend
Her hair was black as night and the fire in her eyes
Made him feel alive like he never had before
It had just been thirteen days since she’d escaped the reservation
When Curtis Merton met her and they were seen walking together Out the door

In every town of every county ’cross the country in the night
The news reports of what occurred sped blindly in their flight
Across the land on newsstands and it was written in the lights
Of the neon signs and in the headlines of the times in black and white
All about the body they found lyin’ in the gully
And the broken man on the witness stand who hid his face and screamed
Commentators and speculators and assorted personalities
Questioned, all agreed it was a dreadful thing indeed

And Mom’s in the toilet with her head between her knees
Dad’s changing channels, tryin’ to change what he sees
Could have been another movie, could have been a documentary
Could have been an advertisement for a life insurance policy
Payments to a company on a mortgage for eternity
On a broken down shack in the suburbs where every bed is empty

And that tiny little tyke they called Little Boy Blue
When he walked in through the door and tracked mud across the floor
Has grown and left home, age twenty-two
Destination unknown, he hitched a ride out to
The outskirts of the city where he wandered ’neath the stars
In the neon tangle of the freeway cars And the allnight bars.

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SONG FOR A MAN

I’d like to tell you about my old man
Who works eight hours daily in the company store
Who lives under laws he does not understand
Who fed me and clothed me since the day I was born

And he comes home from work
And he gets himself a beer
And he makes himself a sandwich
And he watches TV
And surveys all he’s worked for each day with his hands
I’d like to tell you about my old man

His mind’s a museum of small battles won
And his memory’s a book that nobody has read
His eyes are survivors which peer from their doorways
Across his dark landscape of the living and the dead

And he wakes with the dawn
And he sleeps with the dusk
On the couch in his house
Before his TV
Far from the callings
From behind the curtains
Of each day’s reminders
Through the toil of his hands
That somehow he has failed
Or somehow come short
On the path of survival
From the dreams of his youth
To the pain of his duties
’Neath the dark clouds of time
In the shadows of death
Where he walks a long mile
Just to say everyday
He does the best that he can
I’d like to tell you about my old man

The joys and the sadness of others can’t reach him
For now he knows neither as each dawning light
Is something to walk through, to silently shoulder
Blind to all extremes flashing through his own life

But he lines up his pleasures
Beside his regrets
And breaks from the clockwork
To drown his dull sorrow
In moments of madness
Culled from the reserve
Shrouding each short step backwards
Each painted grin falling
As he rambles home pissed
At four o’clock in the morning
And he sprawls out asleep
At the head of the table
And he lies there asleep
At the head of the table
And he shouts at his wife
In loud words of self-hatred
Arms thrashing the air
As he aches to know pity
Then he weeps with regret
As he begs her forgiveness
As he holds her tight
In the black of the night
In the house by the tracks
Where the trains crash on nightly
And he fears with a passion all he can’t understand
I’d like to tell you about my old man

One day he may die ’neath the dark silent sky
Alone as his last breath rises and falls
And the world walks on showing no trace of his living
Just like he’d never been born there at all

But from the stage of his follies
To the towers which shadow
The path from his workplace
To the doors of his home
He will play his last card
As the sky folds around him
He will shrug in the darkness
As he extends a hand
As he bears condescension
Unknowingly down
Through the dregs of his laughter
To a cold stony silence
When he laughs much too loudly
At all his own jokes
And he envies and hates
All those well-schooled and rich
And he respects and mistrusts
All those well-schooled and rich
And his sympathy falls
Nowhere outside his vision
As he’s never once left
The town he was born in
Misunderstanding all those
Any different from him
And his words they all rise
In a weak silent wind
As he tells all his children
To be better than him
But he comes home from work
And he gets himself a beer
And he makes himself a sandwich
And he watches TV
And surveys all he’s worked for each day with his hands
I’d like to tell you about my old man

If you cannot accept, don’t try to understand

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CHEMICAL VALLEY

I was born inside a city where just about everyone you saw
Was workin’ in the factory just like their ma and pa
Inside multicorporations where their destinies were bought
And the profits shipped across the river to the Bank of America
The factories fed off the land and people of the place
To produce their products profitably, disposing of the waste
Without fear of any consequence, they threw it all away
Into the purity of the soil and the river and the lake

Chemical Valley Chemical Valley Chemical Valley

Everyone was so surprised to witness the results
Of twenty years of flooding the atmosphere with chemicals
Suddenly the fish are dying, the birds fall from the trees
The environment is twisted by mutation and deformity
There’s people sick and dyin’, and no-one knows what for
There’s babies dyin’ in the womb before they’re even born
The people live their lives in fear of the sickness and disease
In the water that they drink, the food they eat, the air they breathe

Chemical Valley Chemical Valley Chemical Valley

The workers in the factories, they all say
“I don’t know nothin’ about it, don’t look at me that way
I just wanna do my job and collect my pay
And I’d just as soon forget about it by the end of the day”
The owners of the factories, they tell you just the same
“We’ve been doin’ it for years, we didn’t know it’d be this way”
But they knew it all along, they just decided to ignore it
Where money is concerned, human life is unimportant

Chemical Valley Chemical Valley Chemical Valley

You can cry out to the government but the government won’t hear
You can bet your ass the government ain’t gonna interfere
When they stand so much to lose, when anyone can see
The corporations are so crucial to the state economy
They just slap some fines upon the factories for their crimes
The factories pay them off and chalk it up to expenses every time
Then they carry on doin’ damage to the universe
That a million years of nature’s healing could not begin to reverse

Chemical Valley Chemical Valley Chemical Valley

Can ya tell me ’bout your money, can you tell me what it’s worth?
Does it justify this needless death, this poisoning the earth?
How many people have to die to satisfy your greed?
How much sickness must you spread throughout this world before you see
That you’re gonna have to pay for everything you get someday
And when your day of darkness comes you’re gonna pay and pay and pay
You’re gonna pay for all this twisted fiery hell you’ve left behind
For the future children of this burned-out wasteland world to find
You took the pearls of the world and left a legacy of waste
You make me feel ashamed to be a member of the human race

Chemical Valley Chemical Valley Chemical Valley

Back in Chemical Valley life continues silently
To feed the greed of people no-one here has ever seen
The people keep on workin’ and the factories produce
When you got a mouth to feed and a family what else can you do?
One by one the stars are fading as a blackness floods the sky
Through a conspiracy of silence and a multitude of lies
As a woman stands upon the shore beneath the setting sun
And she looks across the lake and cries “My God, what have we done?”

Chemical Valley Chemical Valley Chemical Valley

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JACKSON HOMER

Jackson Homer was a farmer
Well-known for miles around
With eighty acres sixteen miles
From the nearest town
And a little farm house left him by his father
Who was a farmer too

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

He was born in that little farmhouse
In eighteen ninety-two
And from that time there was little doubt
About what he was gonna do
“The land is our friend,” he’d say,
“If we treat it the right way, it’ll treat us right too”

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

He married Bessie in ’23
And it was for life
They had their children, one, two, three
And they raised them right
Each Sunday morning in the Baptist Church
They sat in the seventh pew

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

Plant in the springtime, in the autumn harvest,
And in the winter, rest
Jackson Homer, with his family beside him
Did his best to meet each test
When times were good they made it through
When they were bad, they just made do

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

The seasons spun ’round, the children rose up
And went to find their way
And left the farm behind, while Jackson Homer and his wife
Rose to do the chores each day
It was many times said there never was a man
Who could do a job of work like he could do

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

It was shortly after that Bessie fell ill
And woke Jackson up in the night
And when he lost her it was the only time
Anybody’d seen Jackson Homer cry
Some people claimed that he never was the same
But still there was work to do

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

The days rolled by, the airplane flew
And the years they took their toll
The fields went fallow on Jackson’s farm,
People said he was gettin’ kinda slow
Just leaned on the fencepost, looked out to the pasture
To where the little sparrows flew

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

A silence settled upon these parts
When Jackson Homer died
Seemed like the whole town came around
Just to say good-bye
As six young grandsons picked up the handles
And took him out ’neath the sky of blue

And all I need is a patch of ground
And six good men to lay me down

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MOON RIDER

Two birds fly across the face of the moon,
above the barren fields and the empty ruins
Of the shelters of the massacred
which lie in wait for no-one
Shadows moving in the darkness,
a hungry prayer made in the silence
Of the refugees you leave behind
who only live on what you throw them
An orphan child walks alone
through the devastated countryside
No promise does his future hold
but for the comfort of a lie
A pie in the sky after sacrifice
if he’s fortunate enough to survive
The punishments that you devised
when you made his innocence a crime

You stand by the edge of a whirlpool,
watch the wise man perish along with the fool
In the tangled webs you weave with lies about the life hereafter
With machinery and technology
you control your slaves and enslave the free
You live by the sword and you sow discord
and your mouth is filled with laughter
Your weapons are magnificent and
your victories are sealed with blood
You kill them all, the bad with the good,
like the second coming of Noah’s flood
The rumbling crowd waits by the gates
from the Wailing Wall to the White House Lawn
You promise them Jerusalem
as you condemn them all to Babylon

Moon Rider, born to kill and foment pain
Moon Rider, to live and die in vain

Your fingers stretch from pole to pole
of the frightened world which you control
You corrupt everything you touch
and your hunger knows no limits
The sacred and the holy books you use
to dominate, sedate, and rule
Are but the tools of the trade of the slavery
you’ve made of all religion
While the pure in heart
which bloom in shadows of necessary solitude
Who know no words to speak but truth
are quickly crushed beneath your hooves
As your midnight armies swarm the globe,
prepare the stage for the final goal
Of machines of flesh, minds without will,
bodies without hearts or souls

You’ve been to the moon, you’ve explored the stars,
but still you remain blind towards
The terrified eyes of your victimized
which multiply with every hour
The preacher and the president, the scientist,
puppets dangled from your wrists
Sow seeds of hate and prejudice,
the foundations of your power
You took the children from their homes
and gained their trust with practiced skill
The smoke rose high from the furnaces
across the sky and it rises still
Above the highways, high-rises, shopping malls,
And the far-off fields of enforced starvation
Where the best are thieves and the worst
are diseased, are faithless and forsaken

Moon Rider, born to kill and foment pain
Moon rider, to live and die in vain

A bleak sun gleams in a cloudless sky
above the poisoned streams
and the seas sucked dry
Where the earth dies trampled
and voices cry in an endless night forever
Where the rich build prisons for the poor
and progress wields a ruthless sword
Where all that’s defenceless is destroyed,
is not mourned or scarce remembered
So silently you raise your hand
and a shadow falls across the land
Which splits the mother from her child
and delivers the lamb to its killer’s hand
As empty as the promises you inflict upon the pale and weak
You’re the ghost which haunts the sorrow
Of every mother who sees her child’s future and weeps

Moon Rider, born to kill and foment pain
Moon Rider, to live and die in vain

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BENEATH THE SKY

The north wind blows so cruel when you’re alone
And the streets are long and empty when you’ve got no place to go
Time slips through your fingers as the sky grows black with night
The doors close all around you as the pale moon rises high
And you stumble in your shadow as a nightingale flies by
To some restless paradise beyond the stars

I have wandered long and faraway from home
I’ve crept beneath the sky and fallen midst this broken stone
I feel the thunder I’ve inherited and I see the dark remains
Of every mighty city lying broken in the rain
Where the voices of the dead still echo
with a whispering unknown strength
In the still air lying silent ’cross the hills

The sun shines on the rivers running free
The clouds are rolling in their slumber with the motions of the sea
Below, the faces that I meet are hesitant and dark
In that place where each must sacrifice what’s closest to his heart
The price you pay for loving beauty
marks you an outlaw from the start
On the run forever in a foreign land

In the night the bells are ringing in their towers
Heard by no-one as they toll and fade and mark each passing hour
As a vicious fog rolls silently across the fevered breast
Of every sleeping citizen in his blinded restlessness
Their smoky history enfolds me, I must continue without rest
To where my love lies waiting for me far way

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CAPTAIN

I’ll do anything that you want me to do
While we’ve still got the time
I’ll even kill your memories for you
If you’ll do the same for mine
For it’s you who provides my bed and board
And I can’t say I’ve got any complaints
I’ve got nothing left to live for either
But you’ve caused me no unnecessary pain

And I’ve raised all the flags to full mast, captain
And I’ve set the rudder on on its course
Bur for all your assurance I still got to ask, captain
Whether we’re any closer to the source?

I’ve only got my blood, my body and my soul
And I’ve given it all to you
But if by chance you can find anything more
You know that you can have it too
For it’s you who pulled me from the womb
Your face was the first I saw
Since then I’ve been livin’ only by your charity
And suffering under your law

But the waves are blowin’ up so high tonight, captain
I can’t seem to find much comfort in your words
Me and the other men, we been up all night, captain
And who can say what all our suffering’s been worth?

The palms of my hands are bleedin’, captain
The soles of my feet are too
I’ve only got one layer of skin left now
And it’s beginning to wear through
But still I’ve been feedin’ on your promises
Of the kingdoms that will be
Of the carefully ordered regiments
And the constant enemy

And I’m sure your plans are intricate and vast, captain
And I sense the power that you’ve never dared to show
But this night has been so long that I must ask, captain
How much farther are we gonna have to go?

And when we bled the children, captain
And touched them with our shame
Did we calculate the consequence?
Did we delegate the blame?
Among the multitude of men
Completely to ensure
That in times ahead none will condemn
Our motives as impure

And have you heard the rumblings of a storm, captain
That threatens to wash every one of us out to sea?
I’ve heard you’re very well provided for, captain
But can you say what my fate’s gonna be?

I do not doubt your worthiness
I know you cannot be betrayed
It was you who gave me the gift of breath
And you could just as easily take it away
Now all of my comrades have died by fire
Or perished by their own hand
But their fates were left so unresolved
And this is not my plan

Of freedom my beliefs are very few, captain
Those I have are tangled in these chains
So as long as it’s all the same to you, captain
Your loyal servant I humbly beg to remain

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ASHES AND SAND

What’s a man’s life made of
Is it hate or is it love?
Is it all too much to handle
Or is it never quite enough?
When you divide the tears by all the years
Do they all add up?
Is he a serpent in the garden
Or a diamond in the rough
In need of shining?

What is lost and what is won
When this man’s working day is done?
Is there a legacy that’s left behind
Or is that just a skeleton?
Is it worth it to remember it all
Or is there anyone
Who feels like crying?

Call his name and seek him out
Make him give you what he lives without
Raise the flags and paint each cloud
With a silver lining

And what is this here
In the palm of my hand?
Blood, sweat and tears
Ashes and sand

It’s a long hard road we’ve walked, my friend
It’s a road we’ll walk someday again
Each time we start out to begin
It seems we’re closer to the end
But you know better, don’t you, friend
You’ve felt the gravity of this wind
Telling you if someone says your time
Is to waste or kill or spend
You know he’s lying

There’s a cloud unfolding in the sky
Whose message is unknown
There’s an icy warning in the stars
That chills me to the bone
I look around and see lost faces
Stranded faraway from home
Have you ever seen a people
So privileged, so alone
So afraid of trying?

We’ve spent too long avoiding
Conflict at any cost
The price we now must pay
Is for the innocence we’ve lost
Through this battlefield of tired dreams
It remains to get across
That the cost of living is far outweighed
And fades before the cost Of dying

And what is this here
In the palm of my hand?
Blood, sweat and tears
Ashes and sand

Don’t take much to kill a man
Takes so much more to keep him alive
Sleepwalkin’ to the edge of the earth
Fall off into a compromise
Which denies all redemption,
Leaves hearts of fire paralysed
To build the resurrection of belief
Upon the promise of a lie That kills like poison

Solidified, you stand alone
Your past defeated, dead and gone
Between the strength of solitude
And the sign that says you must belong
False boundaries of right and wrong
Fade, you vow to carry on
But does your heart lie with the path beyond
Or with the path unchosen?

You enter with a boundless faith
They ask “what have you come to sell?”
As you journey on you wonder
If anyone escapes so well
As the one who falsifies his dreams
To gain release from a personal hell
Or the one who must destroy himself
So that his dream remains unbroken

And what is this here
In the palm of my hand?
Blood, sweat and tears
Ashes and sand

Seen the souls that were so close to mine
Waste their live waiting in line
Salvation on installment plans
A life measured out in nickels and dimes
While death moves fast, even faster than time
Still the miracle of birth survives
Some are born in endless light
Others where no light will ever shine
And the truth is never spoken

From whispered songs of the empty-handed
To the ecstasy of eagle’s screams
The pulsing city slumbers
Unawakened even by the beams
Of a reality more wondrous
Then every dream that’s ever dreamed
And only seen with both eyes open

And what is this here
In the palm of my hand?
Blood, sweat and tears
Ashes and sand

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SOLDIER SONG

When they awakened the elderly man in his cell
He looked up from his sleep in surprise
“Today is the day of your judgment,” they said
As he stood and rubbed the sleep from his eyes

They took him at gunpoint down through the hall
To the room where the judges were waiting
And they gazed with disgust as he came through the room
But he could feel none of their hatred

“You are charged,” said the judge, “with your part in these crimes
Of the darkest atrocity
With your evil intent you have blackened the name
Of all humanity

“You have traveled in the ranks of the coldest of men
You’ve shown no mercy or shame
You have murdered the innocent with indifferent skill
And you’ve robbed all good men of their faith

“You’ve served under tyrants so wicked and vain
And you’ve carried out each of their threats
And for this most unforgivable of crimes
We sentence you now to your death”

The room it was silent as the old man stood
And heard what the judges had said
And a broken dry sigh escaped from his throat
As he slowly rose his head

“These charges you lay against me are true,”
He said as he folded his hands
“I have killed in cold blood without guilt or remorse
At the service of those in command

“For I was a good soldier, loyal and strong
And I fulfilled all my duties unafraid
And I’ve known the contentment of a job well done
As I rested at the end of my day

“And I never once questioned the commands I was given
And I never once questioned the powers that ruled
And if I must be condemned for this
Then so must all of you”

The judge turned his head quickly away
The jury and the crowd did the same
And no-one could look as the air grew still
And they took the old soldier away

And in the night a shot rang out
And in the night the soldier died
And a long black could rose up through the night
Until it filled the sky

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WAYWARD SON

The nights are cold, the leaves are gold
Soon the winter will come
The days fly past, so fast
Another year has gone
And the wind howls down the empty streets
And scatters the seeds of the dreams sown deep
By the mothers and the fathers, watching from their windows
And robs them of their sleep
Your wayward son is safe tonight
Your wayward son is safe tonight

You remember the one, your eldest son
Who tried so hard to see
In all my days, so many ways
I tried to be free
And I still haven’t found what I’m lookin’ for
I’ve got the key but I can’t find the door
Alone in the night, while you wonder why
I don’t come ’round much anymore
Your wayward son is safe tonight
Your wayward son is safe tonight

I, I tried to reach you
But there were other things to do
That had to get done

You told me to wait
But it was too late
I was already gone

Now the trail’s been marked, but the world is dark
And is shrouded in black
In the land of the blind, where the only sign
Says there’s no way back
And the pain that you feel, I cannot heal
Nor even could I try
For wrong or for right, you chose your lives
Now please let me choose mine
Your wayward son is safe tonight
Your wayward son is safe tonight

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REMEMBER LOVE

In the days ahead,
When your heart is filled with dread
And you’re lookin’ for some kind of relief

And you’re on your own
Miles from your home
And the cold moon shines high above the trees

As the end comes nearer
Remember what you’re really here for
Not to be a hero
In someone else’s war

’Cause when you walk out in that night
And you leave it all behind
And you’re lookin’ for some other kind of life

Remember to take care
You better be aware
Because you’re prey to all the plans that they contrive

As the end comes nearer
Remember what you’re really here for
Not to be a hero in someone else’s war

As you journey to the sun
Don’t think of what’s been done
Just fly on by and close your eyes
To all that’s died
Remember love

When you’re down upon your knees
Compromised by the need
That feeds upon the weak and on the strong

Sometimes it takes every bit of your strength
To see through all these games
That make you cringe with shame and fear

As you journey to the sun
Don’t think of what’s been done
Just fly on by and close your eyes
To all that’s died

In the stillness of the night
There is still a light
That shines, even for the blind
Remember Love

As the end comes nearer
Remember what you’re really here for
Not to be a hero
In someone else’s war

As you journey to the sun
Don’t think of what’s been done
Just fly on by, and close your eyes
To all that’s died
Remember Love

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God’s Footstool (1992)

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1.    GOD’S FOOTSTOOL
2.    WON’T BE LONG NOW
3.    (TAKE ME TO THE ) LIMIT OF LOVE
4.    THUMBELINA FAREWELL
5.    BRUNSWICK AVENUE BLUES
6.    (DON’T FORGET THE) COMPLICATED CHILD
7.    BUTCHER SHOP
8.    DREAMS FOR SALE
9.    POT FULL O’MONEY
10.    ALLISON
11.    LITTLE DOGGIE
12.    HOPE I DON’T HAVE TO TELL YA
13.    SING THE SONG

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GOD’S FOOTSTOOL

It’s an open and shut case, it’s a lowdown dirty deal
With an airtight lock and a foolproof seal
You come in on your head, shrivelled-up and red
Go out on your back in a cemetery sack

See the angels sing, hear the sirens ring
See the serpent in the shelter of a tree, slithering
You go back to try the door that you came in before
But all you do is find that it ain’t there anymore

And you know you might be very big, it’s true
But there’s always something in this world that’s bigger than you
And the world ain’t nothing more than God’s footstool

Prisoners and pensioners, businessmen, gurus
Monkey, horses, polar bears and kangaroos
All boilin’ in a pot with an iron lid on top
Waitin’ in the dark for the other shoe to drop

You’ll never understand the hand that orchestrates the dawn
Nor what lurks behind the curtain the sky is painted on
The only thing you know is that there’s nothing you can know
Still you’re determined just to push it all as far as it can go

And you know you might be very big, it’s true
But there’s always something in this world that’s bigger than you
And the world ain’t nothing more than God’s footstool

Churnin’ and a-whirlin’, you’ve been burnin’ with a yearnin’
to be learnin’ why it all keeps turnin’
Round and round, round and round, round and round

Collisions and catastrophes, bones and accidents
Flesh and blood tragedies fillin’ up your pants
You go crawl beneath the moon, the ivory moon
But you’re always too late, or always too soon

You go down to the crossroads where there’s no sanctuary
Where the wind won’t lay down and the dead don’t stay buried
You search through your pockets and sift through your sleep
For the voice that is yours, but never to keep

And you know you may be very big, it’s true
But there’s always something in this world that’s bigger than you
And the world ain’t nothing more than God’s footstool

Churnin’ and a-whirlin’, you been burnin’ with the yearnin’
to be learnin’ why it all keeps turnin’
Round and round, round and round, round and round.

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WON’T BE LONG NOW

The councilman and the local priest were
Havin’ dinner with a big entrepreneur
Speakin’ in voices loud as money:
“Can I have a little more sugar, honey?”
Joyfully discussing all the deals they’d make
When the priest choked on a piece of steak
As he fell to the floor he was heard to hiss:
“Lord God, don’t I deserve a better death than this?”
Rome burned down while Nero fiddled
The stars up above were non-commital
Everybody else was out collectin’ debts
Went home and got fried to death in their beds
Now they’re sellin’ tickets, empires collapsin’
It’s the end of the line, democracy’s last gasp, it’s
Like an accident on the highway
Don’t wanna stare but you can’t look away

“And it won’t be long now,” said Black Elk to Geronimo
“It’s been a long, lonely road, but it won’t be long
It won’t be long now, no.”

A media conglomerate man named Tim
With a network of slaves workin’ underneath him
Sat up in his office late one night
Where the money is green and everybody is white
Sayin’ “People, people, people can ya help me on this
We need an image that’ll hit’em in the face like a fist
We got the riot footage, got the cannibal case
Got the blind woman cryin’ at her daughter’s grave
We wanna work’em in a rage and keep them in cages
Livin’ in fear every minute of the day”
When in through the door came the answer to his dreams
A charismatic candidate named Dean
Sayin’ “What this country needs is a mind like mine
Cut away the deadwood, see the bottom line!”
Talkin’ ‘bout a world where everybody’s free
Sounded more like Germany in 1933.

“But it won’t be long now,” said Black Elk to Geronimo
“It’s been a long, hard, lonely road, but it won’t be long
It won’t be long now, no.”

It was on the side of town where no-one hangs around
Unless they plan on stayin’ for the rest of their lives
Or on leavin’ feet first when the morning comes around
Pennies over top of their eyes
Still no-one could believe it when the bottom dropped out
Till they seen it on the news
You know it took a years to build that fire
Took a match to light the fuse
And the cops all think it’s just one big joke
If brains were money they’d all be broke
Sayin’ “Let’em fight it out, they don’t need our help
Give’em enough time and they’ll exterminate themselves”
While another well-known patriot
Says “You know, I ain’t no racist, but – ”
Bombs and explosions, governmental slaves
Tatooing numbers on newly born babies
As the whip came down, and the screams filled the night
And the ship foundered once, then sank out of sight

“And it won’t be long now,” said Black Elk to Geronimo
“It’s been a long, hard, lonely road, but it won’t be long
It won’t be long now, no.”

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(TAKE ME TO THE ) LIMIT OF LOVE

I wanna live love, right to the limit
If you can take it I can give it, honey, I don’t care
You gotta give love if you wanna live it
Take me to the limit of love

I wanna know ya, oh I wanna show ya
What I’m gonna do when the lights go out
I’m gonna touch ya, just enough to
Take you to the limit of love

I don’t know why everybody’s cryin’
When heaven’s right within our reach
No, b-b-b-baby baby I ain’t lyin’

I wanna thrill ya, I wanna fill ya
With the ever-lovin’ fury from the other side
I’m gonna hold ya, in my arm enfold ya
Take you to the limit of love

Well I tried and I tried till I could not try any harder
Makin’ love’s so much more fine
if you have a partner

I wanna feel love, oh I want a real love
Not the kind of junk that you get for free
Don’t wanna miss it, wanna feel it every minute
Take me to the limit of love

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THUMBELINA FAREWELL

Farewell Thumbelina, your dream has come at last
It was all you ever wanted, now it’s all you’ll ever have
Many loved your beauty, many loved your grace
I loved you for the courage that you showed
in a lonely place

And the longing that was yours to bear
You bore it oh so well
Farewell Thumbelina, Thumbelina farewell.

Farewell Thumbelina, standing half-undressed
Beneath the yellow circus spotlight, before the hungry audience
You were surrounded by shadows, each one battling for control
You fed upon their dark promises
they fed upon your soul;

And you loved them like you’d love a lover
And they loved you like they love something they sell
Farewell Thumbelina, Thumbelina farewell.

Now the circus is deserted where once you thrilled the crowds
They’ve packed away the tents, there is no audience
the spotlight’s been turned out
Many say you were a hero, many say you were a victim of fame
Nobody wants to see that you were just another one
on the losin’ end of a losin’ game

As for me, I’ll do my best
to keep your secret well
Farewell Thumbelina, Thumbelina farewell

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BRUNSWICK AVENUE BLUES

Everybody wants to be a big star
Everybody thinks they’re gonna go far
Just a pretty face and a guitar
is all you need to score

Everybody wants to be a big name
Everybody knows the game’s insane
Still they go ahead and play it anyway
but no-one knows what for

Everybody’s talkin’ about Jesus
Everybody’s tryin’ to feed their egos
With their Bankamericards and their Visas
and a bucket full of fruit

Everybody’s searchin’ for the garden
Everybody’s waitin” to be pardoned
With a suitcase full of the blues and a hard-on
in a blue seersucker suit

Everybody’s lookin’ for protection
Everybody needs some direction
Everybody believes they’re next in
line for the big time

Everybody wants to be the big man
Everybody’s tryin’ to get sun-tanned
Listenin’ to their own fan
club screamin’ in their ears

Everybody wants to get a medal
For bein’ such a clever little fellow
Everybody wants a Lincoln Continental
with the trunk full of cold beers

Everybody’s tryin’ to get to heaven
With a holy bible and a nuclear weapon
Shoved down their pants with the president”s blessing
lubricated with a bottle of tears

Everybody’s lookin’ for connections
Everybody needs some direction
Everybody believes they’re next in
line for the big time

Now everybody’s thinkin’ ‘bout money
Still everybody still goes to bed hungry
Everybody says they think that’s funny
but no-one’s laughin’ much

Everybody’s lookin for another
Way to get some bread and butter
Everybody’s lookin’ for their mother
or an inexpensive crutch

Everybody’s always in a hurry
Like they’re runnin’ in the Kentucky Derby
Everybody’s nervous as a turkey
on Thanksgiving day

Everybody knows their days are numbered
Still nobody even stops to wonder
Till they’re buried six feet under
in a silk upholstered crate

Everybody lookin’ for protection
Everybody needs some direction
Everybody believes they’re next in
line for the big time

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(DON’T FORGET THE) COMPLICATED CHILD

Don’t forget the complicated child
Don’t forget the complicated child
She sits so still inside somewhere
that you might forget she’s there
Don’t forget the complicated child

Pay tribute in your breathin’ everyday
Pay tribute in your breathing everyday
She don’t ask for much
no not for much, just for your touch
Don’t forget the complicated child

Oh have you ever seen the sun shine so bright?
Everything’s in transit to a place beyond our sight
Fallin’ and arising, immaculately guided
Everything has been provided
for a life of luxury

But don’t forget the complicated child
Don’t forget the complicated child
You may not see the sense of it
but everything depends on it
Don’t forget the complicated child

Midnight on the mountain, there’s a man upon a throne
He’s rulin’ with an iron fist, his heart is made of stone
Everyone’s preparing for the great unveiling
As those mighty ships so sailing
through the green hypnotic sea

But don’t forget the complicated child
Don’t forget the complicated child
She sits so still inside somewhere
that you might forget she’s there
Don’t forget the complicated child

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BUTCHER SHOP

You been completely disconnected
you been lost amongst the throng
You been hearin’ it and tellin’ it
and sellin’ it for a song
Everytime you’ve been alone
you’ve been wishin’you were with them
Everytime that you’ve been with them
you’ve been wishin’ you were alone
But mostly you’ve been wishin’
that you were a stone
a-sleepin’ at the bottom of the ocean

And after awhile, it gets hard to tell
the difference between yourself
And that book upon the shelf
or that guy out in the street
Or some bloody hunk of meat
hangin’ in the window of a butcher shop
You’ve been hangin’ in the window of a butcher shop

You spend your days in schemin’
payin’ off your demons
But you know they’ll never leave ya
don’t make no mistake about it
You know you got a mind
because you’re always tryin’ to blind it
Half the time you’re thinkin’
you’d be better off without it

And mostly you’re just lookin’
for a hole to disappear in
Some quivering mindless mass of flesh
for you to throw your fear in
You’re at the wheel, Boy Wonder,
but you’re not sure how to steer it
So mostly you’re just lookin’
for a hole to disappear in

And after awhile it gets hard to tell
the difference between yourself
And that book upon the shelf
or some guy out in the street
Or some bloody hunk of meat
hangin’ in the the window of a butcher shop
You been hangin’ in the window of a butcher shop

So you go dress up in your suit
but you’d just rather grow some roots
And hang around inside the forest
till someone comes along and cuts ya
You know you got a heart
‘cause you’re always trying to outsmart it
It might as well be made of wood
for all the good it does ya

And mostly you’re just lookin’
for a mirror to see yourself in
Your love is blind but your hate has got
the memory of an elephant
You heard the Sermon on the Mount
but you failed to see the relevance
So mostly you’re just lookin’
for a mirror to see yourself in

And after awhile it gets hard to tell
the difference between yourself
and that book upon yourself
Or some guy out in the street
or some bloody hunk of meat
Hangin’ in the window of a butcher shop

You been hangin’
You been hangin’
You been hangin’ in the window of a butcher shop

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DREAMS FOR SALE

Tangled up in limbo, sendin’ messages of distress
Drop it in the bottle, throw it in the water, Special D. to my address
And this time I won’t lie to you and say that I did my best
As the wind song still calls your name

Down in Paralytic City everybody’s someone’s guest
In dark hotels blinded by the light of too much hope or hopelessness
They’re makin’ love to memories they curse, then finally bless
As the wind song still calls your name

‘Dreams for Sale’ says the sign on the window
‘Body for Hire’ reads the words on the road
To the church where the parking lot sign
says ‘No Free Parking at Any Time’

“We come from different worlds,” she said, “our paths will never meet
We can accept this and move on, or stay and prepare for our defeat
But it won’t be the flames that win this time – no, something more fatal and discreet”
As the wind song still calls your name

‘Dreams for Sale’ says the sign on the window
‘Body for Hire’ reads the words on the road
To the church where the parking lot sign
says ‘No Free Parking at Any Time’

Now they search for explanations like they once sought for the Grail
But you know they’ll never turn around to face the mirror until all else has failed
Till then we’ll just have to contain ourselves while the lumberjacks prevail
And the wind song still calls your name

Oh I’m sorry darling if I seem to clip the wings
Of the plans that we’d agreed upon and the good you’d hoped they’d bring
It’s just a sentimental love I have for all these broken things
But the wind song still calls your name
And the wind song still calls your name

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POT FULL O’MONEY

There once was a man and he lived all alone
Because he believed that he suffered from the greatest pain ever known
Anytime anyone would come and try to lend a helping hand
He’d always say “Don’t bother, you could never understand”

There once was a woman and her name was Sue
Who had all the time in the world and nothing in particular to do
So she joined forces with a guy named Dan
And from that time onward neither one of them was ever seen again

Oh my darlin’! Oh my honey!
I’m gonna get you a pot full o’ money
Oh my sweet thing! Oh my plaything!
You mean everything to me

There once was a man who believed he could speak with the dead
Through a mechanical apparatus which was attached to his head
He took what they told him and he made it known far and wide
And never once suspected that they only told him lies;

There once was a guy and his name was Jim
Who always wondered why the joke always had to be on him
Till he met a very wise man said one day who said: “You know, it wouldn’t hurt
If every once in a while, Jim, you changed your shirt”

Oh my darlin’! Oh my honey!
I’m gonna get you a pot full o’ money
Oh my sweet thing! Oh my plaything!
You mean everything to me

There one was a boy and his name was Yawn
Who spent his time tryin’ to figure out what the hell was goin’ on
But everybody that he asked just said “Shut up! Get out of here, kid!”
So one day that’s exactly what he did

Oh my darlin’! Oh my honey!
I’m gonna get you a pot full o’money
Oh my sweet thing! Oh my plaything!
You mean everything to me

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ALLISON

I’ve never been one to philosophize
I just take it as it comes or let it go by
A new world is born for each old one that dies
and the weathervane rotates on the chapel

By the mad ruthless hunters the meek are pursued
But it’s not need nor not hunger that’s pullin’ me through
Just the way that the sky takes its colours from you
and the way the sun feeds on your shadows

Allison, I love the way that you move
out of time with this world
Allison, and how you keep hangin’ on
the way you keep hangin’ on

From a prevous lifetime I was out on parole
Sent to a strange kingdom to gain back my soul
Where the angels get caught in nets cast by the trolls
who stand on the top of the mountains;

I saw you alone in a gathering of men
Each one of them wanted to be more than your friend
They all looked to you, but you looked beyond them
and I knew then and there that I’d found it

Allison, I love the way that you move
out of time with this world
Allison, and how you keep hangin’ on
the way you keep hangin’ on

Now the sun’s comin’ up and I’m on my way
To where I hear your voice callin’ from far ’cross the waves
Each moment’s in flames, every movement’s engraved
on the eyes of the unseen observer

And the true faithful heart that you sought on your quest
Did I happen to mention I found it last?
It’s yours for the taking, you don’t have to ask
just tell me where you want it delivered

Allison, I love the way that you move
out of time with this world
Allison, and how you keep hangin’ on
the way you keep hangin’ on

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LITTLE DOGGIE

Little doggie on the street
Smiles at everyone he meets
With his furry coat of white and brown
With his “Woof woof woof!” and his “Bow wow wow!”

Little doggie on a bright summer day
Playin’ with somethin’ someone else threw away
Sniffin’ through the garbage pail
With his big long nose and his little short tail

Little doggie runnin’ around
Lookin’ for the kids at night in the ol’ playground
Scratchin’ and a-sniffin’, barkin’ at the clouds
Runnin’ down the pavement with his tongue hangin’ out

Little doggie, ooh-ooh
Little doggie, ooh-ooh;

Little doggie sleepin’ in the sand
Don’t need no job for to pay his rent
’Cause he’s got no pockets for to put money in
He eats his food then he wonders where it went

Little doggie, ooh-ooh
Little doggie, ooh-ooh

Little doggie, look my way
I’m so happy I ran into you today
You reminded me of something I forgot
Little doggie, thanks a lot

Little doggie, ooh-ooh
Little doggie, ooh-ooh

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HOPE I DON’T HAVE TO TELL YA

There’s a madman in the castle
there’s poison in the well
You need a glove to touch your love
and a drug to calm yourself
Somebody repossessed your future
when you were sleepin’ in your chair
You can laugh or cry or paint a sign
but things’ll never be the way they were
It’s all been confiscated
it’s all been bought and sold
Is there nothing we can do but sit around
and watch it all unfold?

And I hope I don’t have to tell ya
I hope I don’t have to tell ya
I hope I don’t have to tell ya
What’s goin’ on;

Everybody knows it’s a democracy
everybody knows they got a voice
Everybody’s free to be exploited
by the tyrant of their choice
Mightier is the pen than the sword
mightier still is the buck
A hundred thousand dollars a year
does amazing things for your luck
Well it’s one step closer to chaos
my country right or wrong
Where everybody’s equal
if they stay where they belong

And I hope I don’t have to tell ya
I hope I don’t have to tell ya
I hope I don’t have to tell ya
What’s goin’ on

It’s either you or me now
it’s either them or us
It’s already been decided
it’s already been discussed
There ain’t no good or bad guys
just subtle shades of grey
Nothing is disgraceful
if it’s the business of the day
But somewhere there’s a sky that’s crumblin’
somewhere the roof is cavin’ in
Somewhere there’s a door that’s closin’
that’s never gonna open up again

And I hope I don’t have to tell ya
I hope I don’t have to tell ya
I hope I don’t have to tell ya
What’s goin’ on

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SING THE SONG

Sing the song that you are born with
Sing it long and loud and strong and clear
You always used to wonder where you were goin’
But now you know that you are here

Here among the broken and the battered
Here amongst the lost and the diseased
You always wondered what it was that mattered
Now you’re wonderin’ when they’ll let you off your knees

So sing the song wherever you are layin’
In the ditch or in a brass four poster bed
Atop the Taj Mahal with both arms wavin’
Or in Alaska travellin’ on a sled

Well there’s not too much goin’ on in the Red Square tonight
And there’s not too much goin’ on in Bethlehem
There’s not too much goin’ on anywhere tonight
Just that the spectacle of life keeps changin’ hands;

You always thought that you were such a failure
All because you found there was no guarantees
You always idolized the sailor
You never tried to love the sea

So sing the song for all the ones you murdered
With good intentions or by accident
Sing the song just to tell her that you heard her
Even though you still don’t know what it was she meant

Now everybody’s so afraid of what they’ve made you
In that place where self-awareness is a sin
You tried to hide your past but it betrayed you
Like a broken bone protruding through your skin

So sing the song that you may someday foster
That peaceful calm that enables you to smile
When they tell you you’re a monster
And they treat you like a child

And sing the song though both your jaws be broken
Sing the song from your wheelchair on the beach
Sing the song for the door that never opens
For that distant star forever out of reach

Now you’re feelin’ so much older, so much poorer
And you’re prayin’ for someone to guide your way
Like some neo-Nazi mourning for Der Feurher
Or some little test tube child on Mother’s Day

But you cannot get to heaven on the go-bus
And you cannot rebuild Eden on your lawn
Because your king got crucified down in Las Vegas
And his bones are on display in Washington

So sing the song for all the ones who’ve vanished
Sing the song for the ones still yet to come
Sing the song in Spanish or sign language
To be translated by the deaf and dumb

Now the militiamen from Hades are invading
To destroy the truths that make them seem so small
They’re tearing down the temples and replacing
All your favourite childhood haunts with shopping malls

But still some morbid fascination sends you wanderin’
Back to that dark place where your memories lost their names
Where time is not remembered nor forgotten
And everything’s unfinished or in flames

So sing the song from deep in the heart of nowhere
Let it echo through your vault of stainless steel
For the crippled Christ who hobbles through your nightmare
For the ladybug you crush beneath your heel

Now you’ve heard the rumours that all these changing seasons
Must someday lead all living things unto their end
And yet you find you’re quite content for no good reason
Except for the fact that you are quite content

So sing the song to serve as a reminder
Of what it is to love in vain
For you know someday maybe when you’re blinder
You’ll be singin’ it again

And sing the song because it is forever
Sing the song as the morning sun grows dim
Sing the song for after all there’s nothing better
Sing the song then stop, then start again
Sing the song then stop, then start again

Then stop, and let the silence start again

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Nowhere Fast (1991)

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1.    GIVE IT UP
2.    TAKE IT OR LEAVE, CHAP. 154
3.    MIRANDA
4.    MAN OF THE HOUR
5.    I WANT TO KNOW
6.    LITTLE BOY BLUE AND THE ARCHITECTS OF DISASTER
7.    WORKIN’ IN THE FACTORY
8.    BETWEEN THE WALLS
9.    I DON’T KNOW WHY
10.    MOONWOMAN
11.    NOTHIN’S HAPPENIN’
12.    WHEEL
13.    THE MAN IN THE GREEN SHIRT

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GIVE IT UP

I don’t want a job in your factory
And I don’t think you know what’s best for me
I could shut my mouth and bear it silently
But you want me to be what I was never mean to be

I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
To leave it all behind

Look out in the street, baby, better load your gun
Everyone’s a ghost or bein’ haunted by one
Check out the guy in the coonskin cap, he’s chewin’ on a bone
He fought a war for someone else now he fights his own alone

I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
To leave it all behind

Security security security
Don’t mean that much to me
Uninterrupted sleep with fifty channels on TV
Livin’ under lock and key with the illusion that you’re free
Sittin’ in a bomb shelter with nothin’ to do
Dying for your right to die – what does freedom mean to you?

I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
To leave it all behind

Look up in the sky, baby, can you see the sun?
The city is an animal that likes to eat its young
My mouth is filled with broken teeth, there’s blood upon my hands
There’s a shadow on the sidewalk where my sister used to stand

Where’s it written that a man can cry and still not know his pain?
That he must keep on falling till he can’t get up again?
That the lessons of his errors must remain misunderstood
Till they’re burned into his flesh and written in his blood?

I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
I’m gonna give it up while I still got the time
To leave it all behind

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TAKE IT OR LEAVE, CHAP. 154

Ain’t it a drag that even at midnight in the city
Life never seems to be that near?
And I can’t believe this room would be
Any more silent if neither of us was here
And maybe I could close my eyes
And be in some other place
If you weren’t expecting so much
You can’t even see your own face
In the mirror –

But if you need it, I got it
You can have it if you want it
Just take it, and stop it
Take it on home, and leave me alone

The groundhog man he came on by this afternoon
I said you were not home
And he wanted so badly just to be hurt
With a pain that was his and his alone
He bowed his head and he looked so sad
And then he began to groan
He hung his heart up on a hat rack,
Left a bucket of his blood by the telephone

But if you need it, I got it
You can have it if you want it
Just take it, just stop it
Take it on home and leave me alone

You come to me in the springtime
With your hair cut short and your black sunglasses on
You say you’re livin’ on your knees
But it’s alright, you can get up anytime you want
But there’s somethin’ in the way you say it
That makes me think you’re wrong
There’s somethin’ in the way you say it
That makes me wish I’d never been born

But if you need it, I got it
You can have it if you want it
Just take it, and stop it
Take it on home and leave me alone

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MIRANDA

Standin’with my mouth open, six o’clock this morning
Lookin’ at the sky broken, sitting on the sea
I said “It sure is easy to see someone has been busy –
Don’t know who’s gonna tell him, but it surely won’t be me”

White bright streetlights, biting through the midnight
That money in your pocket looks like it should belong to me
Me and Jackie Horner standing on the corner
Waitin’ for a man to come with a bag of ecstasy

Miranda, you really got a hold on me
Miranda, though you’re no great beauty
Miranda, oh what can I say?
They pulled up in a wagon and they took my love away

Sign says ’Keep Away’, screamin’ through the subway
Taunting cliffs whose edges I believe hold something more than nothingness
In the universities students trade personalities
Making documentaries on the meaning of success

A dead dog rolls out to the feet of the bullet king
Whose gentle obscene charity by the courtesy of his son
Sends all the men in bread lines across the world to find
A man who doesn’t worship some god or doesn’t think he is one

Miranda, you really got a hold on me
Miranda, though you’re no great beauty
Miranda, oh what can I say?
They pulled up in a wagon and they took my love away

Man with his hand out, tongue out, strung out
Meets the bulging windmill swordsman who puts him into place
Whose fantasies of venom and whose righteous bulldog mercy
Bites the head off student pity long before it’s grown a face

Broken chains, blood stains, sifting through the remains
Soldiers sit upon the skulls and ponder their misgivings
In the hall at the ball she squats inside a stall
She says “You know I’d give my life for a reason to keep living’

Miranda, you really got a hold on me
Miranda, though you’re no great beauty
Miranda, oh what can I say?
They pulled up in a wagon and they took my love away

The night bows down its head to bear its crown of dreams forgiven
While the aimless drifting convicts outlawed by the day’s regime
Stumble on the fading steps while columns crumble overhead
Running blindly to the refuge of the sun’s mad guillotine

Stone face with his briefcase in his office Monday morning
Runs flags up and down his flagpoles to see which way they fly
He lines up all his men just to shoot them down again
Hating all that has a price but blind to all he cannot buy

Miranda, you really got a hold on me
Miranda, though you’re no great beauty
Miranda, oh what can I say?
They pulled up in a wagon and they took my love away

Shredded words ripped from the past hang from the broken mast
Of monumental clouds drifting deserted by the sky
Pale laughing shadows stand in dwelling places of the damned
Holding hearts too dead to live but too wounded now to die

Dear dear, oh dear, help me with your brassiere
I’m just a poor boy tryin’ to fit in, lookin’ for the light
The poetry of your motions burns up my emotions
If I don’t kiss you now I’ll never get to sleep tonight

Miranda, you really got a hold on me
Miranda, though you’re no great beauty
Miranda, oh what can I say?
They pulled up in a wagon and they took my love away

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MAN OF THE HOUR

You finally made it
You finally made the grade, and
Everybody’s sayin’
You’re the man of the hour

Reporters were sent in,
They praised and documented
The fame that you cemented
On your rise to power

You’re well-read, well-bred, and so well-fed
What you can’t remember you have chose to forget
You are the hero of a million dreams
You are the face on all the magazines

You live inside a mansion
Of gold and steel and iron
With a thousand hired servants
Who tell you you’re the king

You eat the finest dinners
With your teeth all made of silver
And each night your wife and children
Come and kiss your diamond ring

You were born torn with greed and the will to succeed
You’ve crawled on your knees just to get what you need
You’ve lived by the rules and you’ve paid all your dues
Now every mother’s child wants to be like you

And it makes me wonder
It really makes me wonder
Why you want to
Take your rifle from the cupboard
And blow your brains all over the carpet
That’s worth fifty thousand dollars
On the open market
You’re the man of the hour

You fly in your jet plane
Around the world and back again
Conferring with the presidents
And all the heads of state

You make fabulous donations
To the charity organizations
Which try to aid the devastations
Which you yourself create

You have earned great fame and you’ve taken great pains
To minimize your losses and maximize your pains
Loved and adored by the bustling crowd
Bowing at your feet they beg for you to show them how

You have made solid investments
In all the finest weapons
To stock up the defences
Of the countries wide and far

And when your find your profits fallin’
You just have to call them all and
Say “Come on, get on the ball and
Start another war”

In every high-class household of the lands that you command
Everybody loves you, they all want to shake your hand
When you were young you were under someone’s thumb
But now you don’t have to answer to anyone

And it makes me wonder
It really makes me wonder
Why you want to
Take your rifle from the cupboard
And blow your brains
All over the carpet
That’s worth fifty thousand dollars
On the open market
You’re the man of the hour

Now you zoom across the continent
To be honoured by the government
Who erects another monument
Dedicated to your name

Renowned for all your skill in
All the dealings of your business
If you can’t buy it you just kill it
And market the remains

Protected by your guards with their trigger-finger aim
And all your hired flunkies who you pay to take the blame
Who’d have ever thought that a little farmer’s son
Would wind up on page one?

Now you sit inside your mansion
With a magnum of champagne, and
Faraway from all the dangers
And the strangers of the night

When a sudden flashing vision
Comes across your television
What can it be but your reflection
Glowing with a ghastly light?

You’ve raced and you’ve chased up the ladders of success
With the eyes of the world upon your every breath
All you ever wanted was a little bit of wealth
But now you’re a law unto yourself

And it makes me wonder
It really makes me wonder
Why you want to
Take your rifle from the cupboard
And blow your brains
All over the carpet
That’s worth fifty thousand dollars
On the open market
You’re the man of the hour

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I WANT TO KNOW

Bring to me your love so calm and ruthless
Let your perfect voice re-open all my wounds
Up till now this longing’s been so useless
Up till now my love’s been lost among these ruins

I’ve been hanging from a meathook in your closet
I’ve been spying like a fly upon your wall
Been sending coded messages up from your basement
I’ve been speaking with your butler in the hall

I want to know
Will we ever make it to the shore?
Or will we wait just like before
Till it don’t matter anymore?

Could someone put my number through to Captain Moses?
’Cause I’ve been trying to reach him for ten thousand years
From a megaphone atop this heap of ashes
But it seems the Captain just don’t wanna hear

I’ve heard that deep inside our hearts we all keep burning
A flame of love so sacred and so great
And it’s kept so well-preserved and so well-furnished
And so well-hidden that it might as well be hate

I want to know
Will we ever make it to the shore?
Or will we wait just like before
Till it don’t matter anymore?

Yes your plastic bland indifference is quite priceless
And so’s that mannequin that’s lyin’ on your bed
That sarcastic cynical fluttering of your eyelids
Why, one would hardly guess that you were dead

I want to see those skeletons you hold for ransom
Behind that smokescreen of sincerity and lies
What’s eatin’ up your mind, tall dark and lonesome?
What was it that snuffed out that devilish sparkle from your eyes?

I want to know
Will we ever make it to the shore?
Or will we wait just like before
Till it don’t matter anymore?

The sacred hearts club band has now deserted
To embrace the comforts they once fought to flee
Their loyalties are still intact, they’ve just reversed them
To become victims of their affluence and martyrs to their greed

Your speech went on so long I could not interrupt it
When you told me once again you were so sure
That you were one who could never be corrupted
I couldn’t say that if you that, then you already were

I want to know
Will we ever make it to the shore?
Or will we wait just like before
Till it don’t matter anymore?

You who gave your love as if it was a duty
To every Romeo-in-training on the make
Why so suicidal, Sleeping Beauty?
Don’t your prospects look so good now that you’re finally awake?

And do you have the courage now to face it
Beyond these anaesthetic alibis of fear –
When your knight in shining armour becomes naked
Or the day your lover’s face becomes a mirror?

I want to know
Will we ever make it to the shore?
Or will we wait just like before
Till it don’t matter anymore?

I’m so sick of all these endless complications
And the constant cul de sacs they lead us to
I try so hard to grasp the situation
But it all just hangs suspended like the moon

I want to fly with you above these walls of granite
I want to dive with you beneath these hearts of lead
I want to stand with you amidst this mindless traffic
Till we remember what we came here to forget

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LITTLE BOY BLUE AND THE ARCHITECTS OF DISASTER

The Second subcommander sent his orders to the corporal
Who relayed the information to the Bible-clutching sargeant
Who awoke in pink pajamas and he stumbled down the staircase
And he prayed to Christ Almighty as he pushed the secret code in
Then he sank down to the carpet with his rosary beads and whiskey
And the pen knife that his daddy gave to him
When he was ten

There’s a jet plane on the runway with its motor idling slowly
It is loaded with machine guns and television cameras
There’s a nation deep in slumber, there’s a woman in the jungle
She looks up through the eucalyptus leaves and sees the stars revolving
In their secret silent rhythms
Through the night

But don’t cry, little baby
Because your mama and your papa love you so
But now you must do what we cannot do
You must go where we cannot go

The generals in the uniforms are glowing with compassion
They are frothing at the mouths with goodwill and humanity
As they goosestep down the pavement in their jackboots and their helmets
The grateful peasants gather in the square now to receive them
They bow down beneath the rain of charity and bullets
As the resourceful diplomat proclaims the trouble well in hand
Packs his guilty attachÚ case as he rushes through the turnstiles
Jumps the next flight out and dashes off a memo
To the chief

There’s a monkey in a space capsule that’s orbiting ’round Pluto
There’s an office filled with scientists with big brown beards and moustaches
As they wire the electrodes to the grinning willing subject
All the lights go out on Main Street as the speakers blare their warning
Of enforced evacuation – there’s a train down in the station
It is loaded with supplies and plastic tubes of frozen embryos
Soon the new recruits will come with the machinery of Eden
Strung between the stars beyond the sun, the barriers are breaking
They’ll be going from door to door with gas masks and injections
As the last ship leaves the harbour and the crowds cheer madly waving
And the sun sinks slowly melting to the sea

But don’t cry little baby
Because your mama and your papa love you so
But now you must do what we cannot do
You must go where we cannot go

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WORKIN’ IN THE FACTORY

I wake up every morning, six o’clock sharp
I have a cup of coffee and I get into my car
I drive downtown and I pull in through the gate
The foreman at the door says I’m five minutes late
He drives me to my knees and he tells me it’s a sin
Then he makes me sign a form that says I won’t do it again

I’m workin’ in the factory, workin’ in the factory
Someday all of this will be just a bad memory
But right now I’m just doin’ time
Workin’ in the factory

My job ain’t bad and I got a good boss
For every week I work he gives me two days off
Dental plan, vacation, and a twenty year pin
And when I die he sends a letter to my next of kin
Things could be worse but I really don’t know how
I’d like to tell you all about it but I can’t right now

I’m workin’ in the factory, workin’ in the factory
Someday all of this will be just a bad memory
But right now I’m just doin’ time
Workin’ in the factory

Here comes the boss, diamond rings on every hand
And a little speck of dirt upon his white cotton pants
He says “Come on, get to it, boys, I wanna see you sweat!”
And I say “Kiss my ass”, but underneath my breath
’Cause he’s the wizard of finance and I’m a workin’ dog
He’s the big wheel and I’m just a cog

I’m workin’ in the factory, workin’ in the factory
Someday all of this will be just a bad memory
But right now I’m just doin’ time
Workin’ in the factory

The guy who works beside me, they call him Friendly Steve
He’s got big long arms that hang down to his knees
He never says yes and he never says no
He just hangs around waitin’ to be told where to go
You just have to take one look at him to tell there’s nothing there
But three more years of this and I won’t even care

I’m workin’ in the factory, workin’ in the factory
Someday all of this will be just a bad memory
But right now I’m just doin’ time
Workin’ in the factory

I’ve heard about the palm trees that grow down in the south
I’ve heard about the beauty that the poets write about
I’ve heard about the fantasies that many men have wrote
Where everybody shares and no-one has to bear the load
I’ve heard your tales of freedom and the brotherhood of men
But don’t you know that none of it makes any difference?

When you’re workin’ in the factory, workin’ in the factory
Someday all of this will be just a bad memory
But right now we’re just doin’ time
Workin’ in the factory

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BETWEEN THE WALLS

Rain comes down a-fallin’ on the city of squalour
Another fly’s crawlin’ into some spider’s parlour
Everybody’s in despair but they’d rather die than show it
You could lose your mind and soul down here and never even know it

I’ve been readin’ all the headlines, I’ve been waitin’ in the station
I’ve been lookin’ for the good life, all the good lives have been taken
A man comes in with good intentions, gets them thrown back in his face
He sees that he should leave but it seems like such a waste

And the birds don’t fly, and the sun don’t shine
Between the walls of the city where love crawls to die
Hey pretty baby, don’t ya think that maybe
You’re the one to save me, or drive me out of my mind?

The sign ahead says “Danger” but no-one thinks of stoppin’
It’s like half the world is dyin’, the other half is buildin’ coffins
Everyone’s hysterical, waitin’ for a miracle
But up inside the boardrooms it’s just business as usual

You know I love ya, you know I need ya
If I ever hurt you you know I didn’t mean ta
It’s just that I get nervous with this rope around my neck
This shackle on my leg, this rifle at my back

And the birds don’t fly and the sun don’t shine
Between the walls of the city where love crawls to die
Hey pretty baby, don’t you think that maybe
You’re the one to save, or drive me out of my mind?

With a shake of the hand and a slap on the back
It all starts out so ordinary
A lifetime to carry that weight down the track
Till there’s nothin’ left to bury

Now they’re suckin’ back that champagne, swingin’ from the chandeliers
They say it’s all under control but it’s just a trick they do with mirrors
One minute you were here, one minute you were gone
Twenty years from now I’ll still be tryin’ to figure out just what went wrong

And the birds don’t fly and the sun don’t shine
Between the walls of the city where love crawls to die
Hey pretty baby, don’t you think that maybe
You’re the one to save, or drive me out of my mind?

Well I never had a thought that got
Thought out, not lost in confusion
Well I never did a thing without
Thinkin’ there was somethin’ else I should be doin’

I’m not dumb enough for success, I’m not smart enough to fail
Don’t wanna marry the captain’s daughter, be cannon fodder, or go to jail
But don’t think you’ve seen the last of me, I’ll be wherever you go
This ain’t my last chance, baby, I blew that one long ago

And the birds don’t fly and the sun don’t shine
Between the walls of the city where love crawls to die
Hey pretty baby, don’t you think that maybe
You’re the one to save, or drive me out of my mind?

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I DON’T KNOW WHY

It’s four o’clock in the morning and I can’t get to sleep
Some kinda crazy terror’s got a grip on me
Has got a grip on me, has got a grip on me

I’m sittin’ on my bed, I’m starin’ at the moon
I’m waitin’ for the morning sun to shine on through
Come shinin’ through, come shinin’ through

Life and death before me and I can’t tell which is which
I can’t make no connections, I can’t find the light switch

And I don’t know why, and I don’t know why
And I don’t know why – and I don’t care
If you can hear me out there, I’m countin’ on you
To see me through, see me through tonight

Thinkin’ ’bout the past and it’s makin’ me blue
But I can’t remember if it’s somethin’ that I did or didn’t do

And I don’t know why, and I don’t know why
And I don’t know why – and I don’t care
If you can hear me out there, I’m countin’ on you
To see me through, see me through tonight

Sometimes it seems like the whole world’s dyin’ of a broken heart
I swear I was only tryin’, tryin’ to make a new start
Sometimes it gets so hard, you know it gets so hard

I tried so hard to love you, I tried so hard to care
But after all is said and done, I’m still here and you’re still there

And I don’t know why, and I don’t know why
And I don’t know why – and I don’t care
If you can here me out there, I’m countin’ on you
To see me through, see me though tonight

Sometimes it seems like the whole world’s dyin’ of a broken heart
I swear I was only tryin’, tryin’ to make a new start
Sometimes it gets so hard, you know it gets so hard

And maybe tomorrow the sun will shine, maybe the birds will sing
But tonight I’m all alone and the night keeps comin’ on in

And I don’t know why, and I don’t know why
And I don’t know why – and I don’t care
If you can hear me out there, I’m countin’ on you To see me through, see me through tonight

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MOONWOMAN

This is my first love and I hope it’s my last
When I see her my heart beats fast
She ain’t lookin’ for a new way to do it
She’s got everything she needs and she knows how to use it

Don’t ya know she’s a go-getter, jet-setter, trend-setter
Heavy petter bed wetter, I’m gonna go get her
She needs something I can give
A body to love is a reason to live

You know she’s always there for me, she never goes slack
She’s got a lotta love burnin’ all the way down the track
The way she sways on a hot summer day
Can ruin you for life and steal your soul away

Because she’s Moonwoman and she comes from the sky
Moonwoman and she makes me feel high
Moonwoman, come see me, come be me tonight

Well she don’t wear blinders but she knows what she’s doin’
She’s gonna take the road she chose even if it leads to ruin
Don’t have to give her money, honey, she don’t need it
Anything she wants is hers from the moment that she sees it

She goes downtown but she don’t hang around
Her eyes are in the sky but her heart is in the ground
She likes to stay home with the radio
In the early morning darkness when we’re all alone it’s playin’ low

When I’m tongue-tied, crucified, down inside my shoes
Baby comes a-runnin’ with a match to light the fuse
She don’t have to ask me what the problem is
She knows I got a problem, I don’t have to keep it hid

’Cause she’s Moonwoman and she comes from the sky
Moonwoman, and she makes me feel high
Moonwoman, come see me, come be me tonight

I said hey, hey, hey, hey
don’t take my loved one away
I said ho, ho, ho, ho
I’m never gonna let her go

Moonwoman, help me get away from myself

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NOTHIN’S HAPPENIN’

You’ve been a two-faced little weasel
Since the day you started breathin’
You’re a small-time wheeler dealer
With big dreams of breakin’ even
Nobody ever liked you,
Not even your own mother
You got your eyes on the Virgin Mary
But your mind’s still in the gutter

You’ve been a foul-mouthed little beggar
Since the day that you dropped out
Of your mother’s womb on a cold afternoon
In the street scum slum where you grew up
Standin’ on the corner waitin’ for another sucker,
Some silly little fucker
With a silver pocket watch
While your eyeballs they be jumpin’
To the woman that you’re cruisin’,
One hand on your holster and the other on your crotch

It’s the story of the streets, where it’s eat or be eaten
And you don’t think once and you don’t think twice
About takin’ some harmless old woman with a necklace
And carvin’ her up on the end of your knife
It’s your life, it’s your business
It’s survival of the fittest,
Scrapin’ through the sewers like an alley cat in heat
It’s breakin’ jaws and bustin’ heads
For another crust of bread
Standin’ in the doorway, shakin’ off the heat

Oh, oh, nothin’s happenin’
Oh, nothin’s happenin’ tonight

When your phone don’t ring and your bird don’t sing
And you can’t get loose and you can’t get tight
Till you’re just another beast
Beggin’ for release
In the decimated ruins of your holocaust night
Swimmin’ like a foetus through the cesspool city
For the sticky satisfaction that your sickness craves
Slidin’ down the ladder from the poorhouse to the slammer
With a ten-pound hammer strapped between your legs

You know the game’s against you
But still you believe that you’ll conquer it
Like a man who dreams of paradise
While he’s up to his ears in his own shit
Like a dyin’ man with a lottery ticket in his hand
Or a useless crucifixion in a God forsaken land
Your suffering is infinite, but I don’t give a damn
And the force that drives you to it
I will never understand

Oh, oh, nothin’s happenin’
Oh, nothin’s happenin’ tonight

Like a dog that eats its vomit
Like a thief that keeps returnin’ to the scene of his crime
You fed upon your misery
Until it finally ate away your mind
But still you smiled just the same as you played your game
With the faith that you’d come through it
Till bit by bit you slowly died
And you never even knew it

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WHEEL

Deep inside the darkness of the hallways of my mind
Are hidden covered statues of the ones I left behind
Cloaked in sadness, crowned with dust, the figures rest in half-repose
They wear their tears like necklaces, confusion is their clothes
And they bang against each other as they rattle in my head
They search their minds for memories of words I never said
But they know as well as I that someday my heart must return
For my destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

Empty roads they sprawl before me, easy rides throw forth their doors
My mind is caked with helplessness, my feet are caked with sores
I accept all without question under cloaks of brotherhood
I find my face loved thoughtlessly, my thoughts misunderstood
And I curse this barren air which drives me to the arms of one
Who just happens to be nearest on the dark night I’m alone
But even so I know one day I’ll crave their false concern
For my destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

The lonely sexless martyrs by the roads too dead to flee
Reach forth their claws with documents of false security
I tripped upon their strings of guilt and fell into the groove
Of a life where universes turn but humans never move
I finally escaped from their tomb and exposed their granite rites
But in this bottomless sea my arms may flail but never strike
And that which I may criticize I can never wholly spurn
For my destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

The steel clenched teeth of factories and refineries they wait
For new meat of the human flesh to fall within their gates
Offering sacrifice to money gods the hearts and blood of lives
And sledging minds and smashing bones on the stones from nine to five
And there comes a time when the bravest soul must make the compromise
With the puritan calloused ghosts inside authority’s disguise
And freedom falls ashamed beneath the whip that bites and burns
For our destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

The worn-out hands and the eggshell eyes of the kings upon the hill
Want to make me think there’s something that I must fulfill
Their armed guards trap and teach me my responsibility
Is to serve all those above me, that’s the world’s reality
Reality, I laugh, and look above the painted stage
And barely see the clouds before I duck another cage
And even as I run I know their bullets will return
For my destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

Silver guns are once more lifted from their racks and duly used
To keep the natives in their place and the corporals amused
And blasted sky-wide on the screen, the scene is black and white
And the choice is clear cut with a knife, you must either die or fight
As fathers send their sons to death convinced that something can be won
Then they blush at seas of blood as all men claim they weren’t the one
And vows of peace shoot through the air, but still those bodies burn
For our destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

The rain falls down on the graveyard towns and the heads of crowds which wait
And dust collects on the hands of clocks and on paintings locked in crates
And the warped and crippled cardsharks who have beat me in the past
Have fallen in their alleyways and each has breathed his last
And now, my friend, my time has come, I’ve paid my dues in pain
I’ve learned the one true way to live this life is naked, unafraid
And I’ve left my bridges behind me but they’re not meant to be burned
For my destiny is circular, that’s one thing that I’ve learned

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THE MAN IN THE GREEN SHIRT

The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt, he wants to know your name
The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt
The man
The man in the green shirt
The man
The man in the green shirt
The man

I saw the tears rollin’ down his face
And so I had to put him into his place
And though he said that everything was just fine
Well don’t you know I nearly lost my mind
back to top
The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt, he wants to know your name
The man in the green shirt
The man
The man in the green shirt
The man
The man in the green shirt
The man

Everywhere you go is a banquet
Everyone you meet is a feast
All of the skies are in people’s eyes
All outer space is in your face
And if you just try just once before you die
You may find that you may live once

The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt was talkin’ to me today
The man in the green shirt, he wants to know your name
The man in the green shirt
The man
The man in the green shirt
The man
The man in the green shirt
The man

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