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2020 Vision
03:02
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I came from you but I cant come to you
I can fall down but I cant fall up
If I had 20/20 Vision
Id put the butter back into the buttercup
You say you come from Spain
I know its Mexico
But we are both in Louisiana now
And thats all they need to know
I dont care where you came from
Or how you pronounce your name
We all grew up with Elvis
And that makes us pretty much all the same
I came from you but I cant come to you
I can fall down but I cant fall up
If I had 20/20 Vision
Id put the butter back into the buttercup
You are Charlie McCarthy
I am Knucklehead Smiff
We both got a slice of the same pie
But its not the same smell that we sniff
There are two dead people
In the swimming pool
Which one is Joey O Leary?
And which one is Leroy Cool?
I came from you but I cant come to you
I can fall down but I cant fall up
If I had 20/20 Vision
Id put the butter back into the buttercup
If I had 20/20 vision.........
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Ive had days in prison
Worse than this
Such days were few
I had a bad haircut
Clothes didnt fit
But the friends I had were true
So down with Freedom, Death to the French
Im parking my ass on this parking bench
Up With People, Coca Cola too
We got a package war to lay on you
Its a little bit of worry
And a whole lot of rock and roll
Dont fuck with me Argentina
Or Ill bounce a bonus arrow
Off the bullets in your rotten soul
Do your time
Stay in line
Dont pay attention to them
If you stay, you are dead
If you leave, condemned
Forever condemned
Its a little bit of worry
And a whole lot of rock and roll
Dont fuck with me Argentina
Or Ill bounce a bonus arrow
Off the bullets of your rotten soul
White smoke
Rises from the mausoleum
The people close and lock their shutters
Assassins dance in Vatican robes
And all the nuns want to be mothers
Its a little bit of worry
And a whole lot of rock and roll
Dont fuck with me Argentina
Or Ill bounce another bonus arrow
Off the bullets in your rotten soul
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Just Like You
03:48
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I was reading a book on the fire side
When I remembered I left something on the stove
I made a beeline to the kitchen
You said I moved like a bee
From one place to another
Noticing nothing in between
You never liked the way that I did things
But Im just like you
and you are just like me
Im just like you
and you are just like me
We just grew up differently
You said I never showed you anything
I never pointed out constellations
I never taught you the names of flowers
That were planted in your fish house
You didnt know fettuccini from lasagna
Or a salmon from a trout
But you never hung around long enough for me to figure that out
And Im just like you
and you are just like me
Yeah Im just like you
and you are just like me
But we just grew up differently
I saw you racing down the highway
With your new boyfriend smiling
He was like a crazy baboon
who thought he invented the wheel
I never had the money
to change all four tires in one day
But I bought a new one every month
and none of them tire fell off
And Im just like you
and you are just like me
Im just like you
and you are just like me
But we grew up differently
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Why Did You Pluck Me?
03:10
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I wasnt the reddest apple on the tree.
I was too old to be anything but me.
You knew all along I was a catastrophy.
So why did you pluck me?
I was hanging tough from a tender branch.
I couldnt take the slaughter at your family ranch.
Why couldnt you just have let me be?
Why did you pluck me?
You say you know what I like
And you like doing it
But you are going to lose
If you keep on pursuing it
There was no reason for me to be gagged and bound
Soon enough I would have fallen to the ground.
You could have waited until I fell out of my tree.
Why did you pluck me?
I wasnt the reddest apple on the tree.
I was too old to be anything but me.
You knew all along I was a catastrophy.
So why did you pluck me?
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Because I Never Came In
03:59
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In the sparkless rays of starlight
The sun is breaking through
Nothing ever gets older
Because nothing is ever new
Still I can hear you calling
Sensing your wicked grin
But Im not coming out, my friend
Because I never came in
The moon doesnt seem so far away
When it is reflected at the top of the ceiling
When you break through the top of the tent
It is an entirely different feeling
In the sparkless glory
Of an embered star
We see but cant remember
Who we were, who we are
Will there be another flesh
Arraying you and me?
Or are we just broken glades of phosphorous
Dissolving in the sea?
The bridge was under water
When I made my midnight run
I crossed the Hudson River
with a geiger counter and a gun
In the sparkling rays of sunlight
The sun is coming through
Nothing ever gets older
Because there is never anything new
Still I can hear them calling
Sensing their wicked grins
Im not coming out, my friend
Because I never came in
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6. |
Oh Well, Ah Well
03:49
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All the hell of the way
To Bumfuck India
Greasy golpher guts
In the mouth of a snake
I 1 it... I 2 it... I 3 it... I 4 it... I 5 it... I 6 it ....I 7 it....
I jumped over the fence and you ate it
Oh well, Ah well
Two different phrases
Skeletons on the inside
Shadows on the outside
Come out, Morgan
Come in, Mr Hyde
Oh well, Ah well
She held that note long after she closed her mouth
She knows the difference between a tickle and a scratch
Oh well, Ah well
Two different phrases
What do you do when the singer gets fat?
When the singer gets fat
You shift the focus of the band to her sister
Oh well, Ah well
Its the same old words
That they use and we use and we use
You dont win a war by tryng to survive
You dont win a war by tryng to survive
You dont win a war by tryng to survive
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7. |
A Hole Full of Heads
04:26
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Sometimes I dont know which is worse
Sometimes I dont know which is worse
Making women cry or causing men to curse
Id rather drink whiskey and play the blues
Id rather drink whiskey and play the blues
Than dance forever through hell in a pair of red shoes
The dancers dance faster and the music gets loud
The dancers dance faster and the music gets loud
She turned into a flower, then a bird, then a cloud
We hadnt the time to clear the road
So we tramped on the twited torsos
Some without limbs, others were headless
The rest were past dead, only more so
So we broke through the enemy lines
Surrouded by slaughter
Yeah we broke through the enemy lines
Surrouded by slaughter
Which of them was wounded , which of them was dead
In the end it didnt really matter
No shoes for your feet, no pillow for your bed
No shoes for your feet, no pillow for your bed
You think youve got it bad,
try living in a shithole full of shitheads
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What happened to my ride?
What happened to my dough?
The party is over
Ive no place to go
All of times markings have disappeared
Will somebody show me the way out of here?
You cant take the high road because of the fog
You could follow the river were it not for the dogs
The best route to take is the pathway concealed
But dont shut your eys when crossing the field
Oh lord, if a cloud be your window
Oh lord, if youre watching over me
Please send some rest. Im so weary
But dont let me fall to sleep
My homeland lies beyond the bend
If I sleep, my journey ends
And Ill never make it home
I lift my face up from the grass
And try to join the crowds that pass
But I am passing into stone
Oh if a cloud be your window
If youre watching over me
Just send a little rest to the weary
But dont let me fall to sleep
What happened to my friend
who promised to return?
Did he fall asleep in the courtyard
Where the winter flames still burn?
What happened to the music?
Why did the lights go out?
Who stole the water from the river
And set their face against this house?
Oh lord, Oh lord , Oh lord
Listen to my prayer
If a cloud be your window
If youre watching over me
Send a little rest for the weary
But dont let me fall to sleep
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9. |
Nobody Will See the Wind
02:45
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Those who raise their chidren
On a diet of politic germs
Send them to boot camp
Instead of school
What the hell do they think theyre gonna learn?
A crying child was begging me
to cut off the eagles head
I sawed and sawed
but couldnt get it off
The child just gave up and went to bed
I know that it has been said before
By those more greater than I
But Ill say it again
Because you may not live as long
or see as much as I
When there is only one light left
And that light is dimmed
Nobody will see the stars
Nobody will feel the wind
Nobody will see the stars
Nobody will feel the wind
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10. |
For Peace
05:53
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The judge is a lion
The prosecutor is a big bad wolf
Twelve jurors make a coven
There is a sniper on the roof
Broken concrete for a staircase
Leading pst him to the tower
Innocence is never innocent
And the rose is not a flower
Isnt anybody praying for peace any more?
Isnt anybody singing for peace any more?
Isnt anybody marching for peace any more?
No...everybodys praying, everybodys singing
Everybodys marching back to war
Testimonies well rehearsed
To support the prosecution
Cross examinations struck out
As harrassment elocution
Every article is faulty
Just a premise in the rear
Assumptions and presumptions
In and out of deafened ears
Isnt anybody praying for peace any more?
Isnt anybody singing for peace any more?
Isnt anybody marching for peace any more?
No, no no...everybodys singing, everybodys praying
Everybodys marching off to war
Give the infantry its guns
Give the navy back their ships
The sun gets hotter every day
What we need is an eclipse
Down with the word!
Down with the flesh!
If you try to stop us now
We will wipe your memory clean
If you try to stop us now
We will wipe you out
We’ll wipe you out
We’ll wipe you out!
Gonna wipe you Out!
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Suave and Elegant
01:56
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“May your days
be suave and elegant,”
Said another
To the other gent
“My brother, my double,
My enemy friend,
You at the beginning
And me at the end.”
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