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sometimes i go to bed early
sometimes i got to bed late
when my television was working
id lie in bed and stay awake
now every time i close my eyes
i see the worm, the worm, the worm
and i surrender to the
night terrors of the infirm
every organ in my body
seems to have shifted in position
i cant get to sleep
until new ones are requisitioned
and im fighting against shadows
that are standing in my path
reciting names of the dead
trampling the grapes of wrath
in the darkness john coltrane
plays "after the rain"
my stitches are itchin
and my face is swollen
and ive never felt such pain
but i cant scratch so i just squirm
beseiged by night terrors of the infirm
whiskey is bad for my stomach
but it is good for my head
it gives me peace of mind
awake alone in a messed up bed
i abandoned all my studies
there was just too much to learn
bodies feel nothing but their own bodies
in the night terrors of the infirm
maybe its enough
to love someone
to sing your song
perhaps we were not meant
to see so much
or live so long
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V1
under the stars
I think of us
hearing those words
of tender trust
to relive …
relive our love
V2
under the quilt
I reach for you
searching for warmth
that we once knew
to carry…
carry me through…
C1
underneath the moon
all alone in my room
you are right there…
next to me
underneath the moon
V3
under the sheets
I touch gently
sparking a flame
that comforts me
to nourish…
nourish my dreams….
C2
underneath the moon
alone in my room
you are right there…
completely …
underneath the moon
B
over my control
the night guides the dreams
of my heart
and without my consent
my dreams take my heart
back to you
C1
underneath the moon
all alone in my room
you are right there…
next to me
underneath the moon
C2
underneath the moon
alone in my room
you are right there…
completely …
underneath the moon
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1. Her eyes reflecting the shadows
Of hours on the darkest of seas
Her foots carried scares of thousands of miles
that she walked to finally be free
And they carry the burden of leaving the loved
Those that could not walk so far
and every night they call out their pain
under the light of a thousand stars
Chorus
Run Little sister as fast as you can
Run Little brother Rise to a man
Run for your Mother thats left in her bed
Run for the father that you know is dead
Stronger and stronger for every Mile
Stronger and stronger is Every child
Inside the paint slowly breaks
Run child you got what it takes
2. He is old with Gray hair and limping
The man at the refugee camp
He Still feels the bullet from theM16
When he falls asleeps in a shattering cramp
And they carry the burden of leaving the loved
Those that could not walk so far
and every night they call out their pain
under the light of a thousand stars
Chorus
Run Little sister as fast as you can
Run Little brother Rise to a man
Run for your Mother thats left in her bed
Run for the father that you know is dead
Stronger and stronger for every Mile
Stronger and stronger is Every child
Inside the paint slowly breaks
Run child you got what it takes
3
The Little One cries in the silent Night
The One that is here all alone
Hej tried not cry and be brave and strong
When he heard His Mom in the phone
And they carry the burden of leaving the loved
Those that could not walk so far
and every night they call out their pain
under the light of a thousand stars
Chorus
Run Little sister as fast as you can
Run Little brother Rise to a man
Run for your Mother thats left in här bed
Run for the father that you know is dead
Stronger and stronger for every Mile
Stronger and stronger is Every child
Inside the paint slowly breaks
Run child you got what it takes
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A Maker of Mosaics
03:17
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the wild moves of the tectonic age
were preferred to full-on controlling
and i knew for sure from which side
the enemy would be approaching
it was the side of my face
from which my ear was hanging
a one eared man can tell for sure
which bell is clanging
before i was dropped into the batter
of blood and sand
i was a maker of mosaics
under no mans command
now i am a mosaic
made of flesh and bone
pieces of every man i killed
oh yes, i am well-known
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Alpha People
02:53
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there is silence in their speech
they are the weakest of the weak
with their nihilistic streak
alpha people
they are watching from the top
when the fire starts to drop
and you are trying to save the crops
(from the) alpha people
alpha people
they are on the move
but in the end they will always lose
what they believe is only true
for the alpha people
not for me and you
they hold the knives to cut and to carve
then they decide whos's to eat and who starves
who gives the orders and who serves the cause
(of the) alpha people
they put the poison in your ladle
and stanp that shit with an FDA label
they'll never touch what they put in your ltable
alpha people
when they call your number, kiss your ass goodbye
we are the tears in their battle cry
who is to live and who is to die
(for the) alpha people
alpha people
they are on the move
but in the end they will always lose
what they believe is only true
for the alpha people
not for me and you
we do the work they do the play
but they are getting softer every day
the time will come when we blow them away
alpha people
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Hillary of Troy
02:23
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i will follow her across the sea
until the hot wind blows the life out of me
we will take china before china takes france
and pulls down hillary's underpants
hillary of troy hillary of troy
these evil empires will be destroyed
by hillary of troy
she will be the next queen of england
and the czar of russia too
she will bring the shah back to iran
and paint the pyramids blue
hillary of troy hillary of troy
these evil empires will be destroyed
by hillary of troy
weve got to pull together if we are to keep the floor
tell the red-breasted ravens
not now no never more
here comes jiminey carter
in ronald mcdonalds shoes
a shitload of ex presidents
are back and on the news
hillary of troy hillary of troy
these evil empires will be destroyed
by hillary of troy
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i never owned a slave, never associated with them that did
who try men on for size. as if they were shoes bought for a kid
but i served with blood and honor under general robert e lee
i guess most folks would call me a ghost of the confederacy
you can pull down the monuments, you can lie about the war
we seceded from the union because we couldnt stand no more
when you raped and killed our women and burned our barns to ash
we fought to stay alive, and nearly whipped your yankee ass
but in the end the victory belonged to the men in blue
after you wiped us out, you massacred the commanche and the sioux
god damn you damn slavemongers, headhunters in the georgia woods
stealing back the flesh you sold, as if people were reading post goods
you pulled us back into the union under threat of a hanging tree
but it was jefferson and lincoln pushing white supremacy
its hard to see as equal the women mopping up your floors
one day the african people will be the new conquistadoors
you wear the badge of moral authority but i know you from your fruits
you torture anyone who talks back to your occupying troops
you are the sons of bitches gonna go down in the flood
the ghosts of the choctaw indians gonna rise from the mississippi mud
you still claim the moral high ground while you ride a hellbound train
followers and leaders, not one will escape
you scale the walls of heaven but fall into the fires of hell
cant you see its you who are the true infidels
and so i sing my thanks to the end of your thanksgiving
i sing thanks to those who broke away and by grace continue living
i sing thanks to the ghosts who rise and i dance with ghosts who fly
i will march through the valley of demons
and ill never salute your bloody flag again
thank god ill stay a rebel to the end
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Eyes of Sleep
02:36
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aint no train a runnin
down these rusty tracks
dont know where by babys gone
but i know she wont be back
aint no train a crossin
trestles on the river
love is a gift for free
from an indian giver
but im still watchin
through the eyes of sleep
for a woman walkin backwards
back up that one way street
she must be pretty old now
older than me
still rollin down the river
into mississippi
i haavent been down south
since they took down the flags
habent seen that woman
since she unpacked her carpet bags
but im still watchin
through the eyes of sleep
a procession movin backwards
back up that one way street
aint no train a runnin
and the gate is locked
aint nobody walkin
on the streets where we walked
shes up there on the mountain
and the mountain road is steep
i been climbin too long
and now i gotta sleep
they put a high price on love
but life is always cheap
and im looking out the window
through the eyes of sleep
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I'm gonna buy a farm
With fields open wide
Gonna get some animals
Most to live outside
I'm gonna get some cows
Some ducks and geese
Maybe a few llamas
Whatever I please
I may get some horses
Some little pigs too
But above all else
This is what I'll do
Chorus
I'm gonna sit my ass down here
I'm gonna sing about the wild frontier
I'm gonna invite Santa and his reindeer
Yeah, I'm gonna sit my ass right down here
Bridge
I'll sit on the fence
Like all good asses do
Got no common sense
My farm will be a zoo
I've gotta have a possum
And lots of barn cats
Maybe a few turtles
And some little brown bats
I may get some bull frogs
And several raccoons
Possibly some coyotes
To howl up at the moon
Repeat chorus
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Failing and flying and falling again
Wings at the start
We crash in the end
Failing and flying falling again
I've got nothing you need
You've got nothing you need to defend
The head-shaking world points out our mistakes
Didn't know what it took
Didn't have what it takes
But I've watched you come back from an afternoon swim
Glowing for me
Before you'd heard of him
chorus
All of those mornings asleep in my bed
Eyes still closed
to what was ahead
Just like for us, now love's at an end
It's not looking likely
We'll ever be friends
chorus
People will talk we'll get a bad rap
Our heads got too big
Our wings melted wax
But let's take some credit
For moments we flew
The waxwing whose slain is like me and like you
Failing and flying and falling again
Wings at the start
We crash in the end
Failing and flying falling again
I've got nothing you need
You've got nothing you need to defend
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Private Party
03:19
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when you wake up in the morning
have a coke before your beer
eat some pretzels off the floor
close your eyes when you pass the mirror
there no need to take a shower
no reason to change your clothes
nobody is coming over
another day and night alone
its your private party
that what your life has come to now
a private party
no company allowed
i recall your wedding day
your spirits were so high
you sang and danced and ran so fast
you almost seemed to fly
but when your husband died
you stayed alone in that old house
soon your friends stopped calling you
and you never went out
the bottle was your only friend
life had become a blur
the last time i saw you
i couldnt even tell who you were
a private party
that what your life has come to now
a private party
no company allowed
a private party
beneath the sun and moon
a private party
that is over way too soon
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