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Ashes and Embers

by Bill White

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Shaved legs Waxed moustaches Liniments and lotions Looking at Earth from Sirius all you see are the oceans But down here on the beach Everything is out of reach First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in When the sandline hits the sunset Everything turns white Stray dogs outside my window Warning me that tonight... First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in Tan lines Bikini bottoms So much distraction on the beach Looking at the Earth from Sirius All you see is out of reach First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in Was it the sun that just exploded Or just another bomb Stray dogs outside my window They say Relax, just stay calm First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in Shaved legs Waxed moustaches Liniments and lotions Looking at Earth from Sirius all you see are the oceans But down here on the beach Everything is out of reach First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in First the wind,,,, and then the rain comes in
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theres trouble in the streets where theres never been trouble in the streets before somebody fell asleep where nobody sleeps anymore and i guess you never knew how much like me and you thise famous lovers were theres trouble in the streets tonight people are falling asleep thats for sure sombodys throwing rocks in a place where everybody whould keep still theres going to be a fight tonight a lot of stupid people are gonna get killed and i know you dont believe me but i just went into that bar to get some cigarettes theres going to be a fight tonight the man in the burgandy suit is taking bets theres locks on the gates where theres never been locks on the gate that i remember but they say heaven is falling the stores are closing early people want to be together i know you dont remember when the band refused to play but we kept on dancing tonight i feel the ghost of romeo waiting in this west side alley for something good to happen
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we recorded a hit record in 1981 if you listen to it now, it sounds like we were having fun though we were young and alive inside we cried because we made that recording on the night john lennon died through the afternoon the band was listening to bruce he had a double Cd out, everybody was feeling loose i said put that record down weve got to lay down some original sounds and we cant do it with hungry heart ringing in our ears so we went doenstairs laid down some basic tracks when the telephone rang, douglas got it and came running back he cried john lennons been shot i really think we out to put our instrument down i cant make any more music tonight and i spoke up saying er got too finish the song to stop now would be wrong we finished the song and sadly went our seperate ways it was the last time we all were together...the last time we played but in march of 1982 up the charts our record flew we recorded a hit single on the night john lennon died
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The idea for this song began with PF Sloan He wrote a couple dozen hits but died unknown He knew everybody from the bottom to the top He seen then rise and he watched them drop and one thing all of them had in common From the drug addicted sex fiend to the holy brahmin was that the show business pigs who made their money off of them Gave them no vindication Didnt matter if their last record was a flop or a hit No vindication Treat em all equally like pieces of shit I was talking to Bob Dylan on the telephone He said ive got every medal in the world hanging on the walls of my home But when Im out among the wolves in the Hollywood hills I get no vindication They tell me that i mangle all the songs that I sing And my voice is like the croak of a frog in the spring They probably say the same about tom waits and lou reed We get no vindication Doesnt matter if you sing for your supper in the street Or sell out a stadium with a hundred thousand seats When the show is over Youre just another piece of meat No vindication No vindication no body gets treated the way they should No vindication We go through life wondering whether or not we are any good they kept the fan ail away from marilyn monroe how much the people loved her she never did know that she was the real star of the show she got no vindication no vindication gotta keep them in line keep them in the dark and every thing will be fine if they find out how good they are next thing you know theyre crossing the line so give them no vindication Gave them no vindication Didnt matter if their last record was a flop or a hit No vindication Treat em all equally like pieces of shit
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We used to have the guts To steal the payroll of a train Now we slink on home in silence To fill up our veins With dirt Until we're just another piece of the suffering earth Things beyond imagination You get used to pretty fast What was sold as forever Never had the time to last Now it's gonna hurt but it's just a wrinkle in the ripple of the suffering earth Courtrooms filled with caskets where the dead are put on trial Rivers thick with sinful blood Open with a smile But they swallow you first Then spit you back into the suffering earth It's the power of the nightmare The glory of the year That educates with ignorance And manipulates with fear As we die of thirst Crawling across the suffering earth I never went to see my mother Until the day before she died Then my sister was gone too It was a long and tearful ride And I was left in the lurch As the rest of my family fell into the suffering earth I am lying on a guerney Pushed from room to room The nurses think that I amdead The doctor knows I'll be dead soon But the truth is worse I was just a piece of the suffering eath Do you ever get the feeling Nothing is as it seems That your life had ended long ago Now you're walking in a dream Waiting for the birth Of a brand new you in the same old suffering earth
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your telephone is talking to you your television set is watching you your computer is recording everything you think & say and do better get wise open your eyes to the roadblocks and the dragnets and watch out for the magnets we are born to take our place on the grid so the creator will know when we slide and where we slid we broadcast just like tv stations and when we die we expact aa standing ovation The night has a thousand eyes But big brothers got a million And if you speak in Portuguese they might think you are Brazilian if your favorite color is red it might be smart to dress in blue or when they burn the white house down they might put the blame on you your telephone is talking to you your television set is watching you your computer is recording everything you think & say and do better get wise open your eyes to the roadblocks and the dragnets and watch out for the magnets if you think im paranoid look under the Christmas tree ask yourself whats keeping you from your destiny watch your ps and qs always pay your union dues learn the meaning of the alphabet and watch out for the magnets
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In the glowing Of a red trigger moon She is lying In the shadow Of a red trigger moon She is dying and they say someday soon She will be buried beneath the red trigger moon In the shadows Of a red trigger moon She has been sinning There is lightning In that red trigger moon When the wood is full of killing and they say someday soon She will be buried beneath the red trigger moon She came out of the swamp Stripped like a snake Even if she were dead Id marry her again
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everythng i ever owned came in on a freight train everyone i ever knoed was there to pick it up on my way to meet them i passed by a record store every record was on sale but I already had them all nohing is lost it all comes back to you for better or worse the false and the true watch your step be careful what you do spit in the wind and the wind spits back at you they took me to a palace said this is your new home i said its way too big for me they said you wont be living here alone besides size has no measure space takes up no space there are no locks on these doors no keyes for these gates the death of a lover evidence of a crime nothing is lost theres nowhere to hide watch your step be careful what you do spit in the wind and the wind spits back at you every book i bought and did not read every record i collected and did not listen to every frind i had but did not get to know every place ive been every place i ever wanted to go everythng i ever owned came in on a freight train everyone i ever knoed was there to pick it up on my way to meet them i passed by a record store every record was on sale but I already had them all the death of a lover evidence of a crime nothing is lost theres nowhere to hide watch your step be careful what you do spit in the wind and the wind spits back at you
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It feels like my body was dropped\Into a vat of acid I feel myself dissolving away But it is a fact that my mid is still intact And its floating up and out of the milky way Did something tap my knee with a hammer? Or was that just a memory of reflex? Have I fallen like a cricket into the slammer? Or am I off for a bit of heavenly rest? The stars seem to be sneezing all around me And I have a dreadful case of deja vu Ive been through six trillion incarnations And every time I have come back to you But..... What if Im at the bottom of the ocean My claws dragging heavy through the sand and you are dancing gently through the heavens? What if I never find you again?
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So many people that I know Are living in the past We travel through a passing dram Its not supposed to last The world changes completely With every century So why dont you all just calm down Step back and let it be chorus The days are short but life goes on If you think Ive got it wrong Take a look at the evening sky blame the singer, not the song We grew up in a racist world And struggle with it yet Not one of us is innocent We are all caught in its net Blinded by our cowardice somehow our kids are brave Like the children of the promised land Who never knew they once were slaves Repeat chorus We made a little progress But in the end we failed And left the road not taken to walk the paper trail Everything we know and love Passes into history So let the children rise and thrive Step back and let it be Repeat chorus

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