1. |
Not All There
03:30
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Not All There
I’m a slave to the system
even though I know the system is rigged
We learn to keep our expectations low
We’re still told to think big
I’ll give the same stale prediction…
that I’ve made since I was told..
That I’ll be paying bills to someone …
until long after I’m old.
I’ve got an appetite for happiness… that’s fit for a King
My share of hopes n dreams.. will make a wild child (?) scream
WE go thru all the same-motions… it’s not that we don’t care
Everybody knows we’re here … cuz we’re not all there … … .. We’re here … cuz we’re not all there
I’ve got a golden ticket …. To the better life…
To a bigger slice
If we just sign along the dotted line
I’m told we’ll find Paradise
Except it never gets better.. Someone else holds all the cards
How did they get the upper hand
Pretty paper apparitions
Making diamonds out of sand
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2. |
Rise
03:51
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RISE
RISE ABOVE IT ALL . . . / RIDE THE STORM BEFORE THE CALM
Some people like to stay asleep / Some people like to stay in school,
Believe what’s on the TV / Content to gathering wool
Some tend to spend beyond their means / While just a few own it all
Feels like we’re wasting our lives …Saving up for one
RISE ABOVE IT ALL . . . / RIDE THE STORM BEFORE THE CALM
Your likes are online cocaine / So won’tcha gimme s’more
It gets me so excited that my teeth are sore
Search for information; use your instincts hard Drive
Points you in the right direction but it’s your job to A-RRIVE….
Oh no! I’m being altruistic again
Your mind, this is where you truly create
Oh no! I’m being altruistic again
Your life, this is a terrible thing to waste
***~BREAK~***
RISE ABOVE IT ALL . . . / RIDE THE STORM BEFORE THE CALM
This Shudda Cudda Wudda second-guessing on the brink
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make ‘em think
My arms outstretched / my face to the sun
Your hands held tight/ mouth on the gun
Oh no! I’m being altruistic again X 4 ***~BREAK~***
RISE ABOVE IT ALL . . . / RIDE THE STORM BEFORE THE CALM
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3. |
Faith
04:28
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Faith
I took a long long slow pull
I drank it down down down down down
When I looked up from the bottom of that bottle
Thought I would drown drown drown
They said each day, life was a party
So I went to town, I lived beyond the dawn
But every moonset leads to sunrise,
And I don’t feel the same as I did the night before
CHORUS They’ll say it’s a long long road to get there,
They’ll say that you gotta have a little FAITH,
They’ll say you have to dig deep to find it,
I know if I keep on trying, I’ll eventually find my way
No shooters at my intervention,
Still seemed fun but the family’s all moved on.
Tryin’ 2 Be Or’nr’y never was my intention,
If I don’t imbibe I just can’t get along
Fortune Cookie says it’s time to evolve,
But I can’t give up the taste of alcohol
I should be de-clawed… & they should grind down both my horns,
But a neutered pet is still an animal
CHORUS
I’ll shoot em down and set them back up,
I’ll knock em down till I just can’t get up.
This target practice keeps me honest,
A Life of Denial is what I wanted… Is it?!
CHORUS
Change is coming, Change is coming, Change is coming… again
Change is coming, Change is coming, Change can’t come until I will
~ I know if I keep on tryin …I’ll eventually find my way
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4. |
Howboutchu
04:08
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Howboutchu?
Red lipstick smile plastersmeared on my face,
My hair is sprayed down tight with a can of mace.
Now I can go on out… and insult the… human race
A mean pair of daytons helps to get me caught,
If I wear Sox and sandals I might get shot
Didn't they tell you? At the fashion school for the dispossessed
(C1) Calm like a bomb …. I’ve blown a gasket or two
Might be hard to recognize... but…
I'm a little off, howboutchu?
(B) Way… off… lifestyle… catastrophe…
Lay off! Howboutchu? You’re just like me...
Inside my fanny pack is every high that you can find
best of intentions may be slightly misaligned
what’s appropriate to do and say to folk is all a state of mind
Crinoline tutu affords the space that I require
Over bright pink spandex, my regular attire
I like to see raised eyebrows of friendlies... before I open fire
(C2) Bet you’d rather-see-that… than hear-what-I-happen to think of you…
It might be hard to recognize… but...
... I'm a little off, howboutchu?
(B) Way… off… lifestyle… catastrophe…
Lay off! Howboutchu? You’re just like me...
BREAK
Slightly harsh reactionist reputation guaranteed
Bewildered smirks are the double takes that I need
I’ll bullhorn holler nonsense syllables until I start a stampede
(C2)
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5. |
Back
04:16
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-BACK
How did I get back here?
It all came back to soon
I feel a familiar pain
As I open this old wound
Put my trust in you, one too many times
mixed signals, miss the warning signs
Put my trust in you, one too many times
mixed signals, miss the warning signs
(CHORUS) Now I’m back where I used to be
where my ears are deaf and my eyes can’t see
Spent time looking backwards, on this one way trip
like a return ticket, on a sinking ship
Things I won’t remember; Things I’ll never find
Going back I’ve realized, how you were so unkind
One step forward, and three steps back,
I’m in the red, while you stay in the black
One step forward, and three steps back,
I’m in the red, while you stay in the black
(CHORUS)
I’ve so longed to be free
From being in debt to you
You held my soul for ransom
While I’m sitting here paying the dues
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6. |
Broken
04:35
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BROKEN
Slaves to our own designs ~ whether good or bad
Your choices ill decided ~ so sad
You came to me with your hat in your hand
I’ll take you in because I can
Cuz you were broken
Cuz you were broken
I bought into your narrow point of view
Just spent my last token of gratitude
You carry on like you’re holding a gun to your head,
Try owning your life as a challenge instead
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
I give and give, I reach out, offer myself
Advice is simply for review
You can’t take being criticized so you walk out instead,
I guess that talking is through.
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
If you want to stay this broken ~ I guess it suits you
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
Breakdown / SOLO
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
If you want to stay this broken ~ I guess it suits you
You’re too broken ~ I can’t fix you
--- (X2) ---
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7. |
Tragic Facewash
02:24
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Tragic Facewash
CHORUS
This tragic facewash... it started small...
built up thru the years 'til it consumed as all...
this madness...like a hand that always moves.....
but everyone (all in good time) will pay their dues
Illiterate at the test .... They said it’s for the best...
The hive needs worker bees. Bees Knees to pleez an unhappy queen
The kids have been run thru.... technocracy red white and blue
We'll need the test of time... to see whether we make it thru
CHORUS
This tragic facewash... it started small...
built up thru the years 'til it consumed as all...
this madness...like a hand that always moves.....
but everyone (all in good time) will pay their dues
democracy's a mess..... or is it just a test?
environment is clean.... thru a dirty oil machine
Economics are such a gas… only 1% will pass
A consumer’s gotta live …. To a landfill we just give and give
The Mother She Love’s US ALL
But The Mother Protects HER own
Can We survive when hot winds blow… or when we have to move below
See the forest for the trees … Well Too late! We’ve swatted all the bees
I no longer need a tan…. Crispy chicken skin turns into sand
Where we live is all we have… Only greedy fatcats could have planned…
CHORUS
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8. |
Never Givin' Up
04:33
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Never Giving Up
It’s been so easy, just so damn easy
To pull the shades down and hide
Can’t find the spark, can’t make your mark
No matter how hard you’ve tried
No hanging on, to things you don’t need
No sense in blaming the past
Can’t be denied, you gotta try
Next time you won’t come last
Cuz I’m never giving up | I’m never going down
Fought enough of darkness | To feel the sun around
I’m never giving up | Never gonna stop
Rising to the challenge | Rising to the top
Might lose direction, along your journey.
The past keeps pulling you down.
Can’t snuff the flame, despite the pain
you go another full round
Ruthless indifference, keeps you tested
That doubting voice in your head
The courage grows, from strength you know
Your story’s meant to be read
(Chorus)
You put the work in, you sacrificed
Your heart and soul were your guide
You don’t give up, when things are rough
Cause time is not on our side…
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9. |
Hope
04:05
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Hope
Each day that passes by ~ Fades away like winter
That hand that held me tight ~ Becomes a whisper
These plans that lay ahead ~ Are put on hold forever
So I’ll let the current carry me ~ Until I get there
Path chosen/ Fork taken/ Lives woven/ Re-awaken
I had a dream that I could fly ~ & I woke up feeling grounded
I’m so at peace while soaring high ~ I like the sound there
Never believed I couldn’t try ~ Was it too good to be true?
Now I see it’s all a lie ~ I’ll have to fight on through
Path chosen/ Fork taken/ Lives woven/ Forsaken
(and I'll) hold onto hope and I'll … Stick to my guns
If I don't give up I know I'll see this… to the end.
Until I'm holding my last breath… I will not rest
Un- til - I've- done - every single thing … I came to do.
Solo
Flicker of thought frozen in time ~ a looking glass thru my past
Think I’ll reflect for just awhile~ sentimental life raft
But then there always comes a time ~ When I have to let it go
Will I turn the tide? ~ Only I know
Path chosen/ Fork taken/ Lives woven … … …
(and I'll) hold onto hope and I'll … Stick to my guns
If I don't give up I know I'll see this… to the end.
Until I'm holding my last breath… I will not rest
Un- til - I've- done - every single thing … I came to do.
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10. |
Whoppertunity
06:46
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WHOPPERtunity
There I stood at the gates of Forevermore,
Left just a shell of me to burn.
Looking back at all the things that I’d done wrong
With so much left to learn. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Then my mother held my hand, she was there to reassure,
Those warm feelings of home.
We had also fought each other as brothers in the Civil War,
When I had never felt so cold.
But I’m being offered a giant Whoppertunity
Life-changing, self-effacing Golden Whoppertunity
I can do it all over as a saint or an alibi,
a flower, a butterfly, a beautiful sacrifice.
But WHAT IF just to learn, I have to be a Thunderstorm
a scorpion or painful thorn, a pious Inquisitor?
Then I saw electric lights of violet that spoke to me,
Your story MUST be told.
I have a path that I can choose! BUT …Thanks - to - you, free will…
That’s never how it goes . . . ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Can I not just stay here and embrace the afterglow…
Those warm feelings of home.
What is this compelling me to improve on what I’d done before?
The wicked rests no more…
Whoppertunity
Let’s move towards bliss . . . as gentle as a pacifist
Experience loves tender kiss …I need a Chrysalis
BUT - If life gets Bitter . . . I might become a killer…
Like Dahmer or the Ripper or even Adolf Hitler …..(heil,heil,heil)
BREAK
Life makes you Bitter . . . It turns out some killers…
Like Dahmer, the Ripper and even Adolf Hitler …..
So let’s have a do-over… spark off a new ember –
Reboot a new 4ever – Now HOW will I remember?
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