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Baby if I lost my way
Tell me would you stay and understand
Do you, do you feel me in your soul
You’re the only one who knows me as I am
And love will command
All we got is each other
All we got is each other
In a world gone mad you do what you can
To hang on on on on on
Hold on, after all that we’ve been through
We can always wake up to a brand new day
I know, it seems easy to let go
But you’ve got my hand to hold when skies are grey
Come on, keep the faith
All we got is each other
All we got is each other
In a world gone mad you do what you can
To hang on on on on on
In the gridlock of our minds
Beyond the grey and blue
The sun is shining through
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As a witness
To both sides
I been called in
To testify
Now my demon
Walks a lonely mile
And I’m dreamin’
I’m the one on trial
Wave your flags and pray for peace
Send your soldiers overseas
Ask your questions to the breeze
You’ll get
No answer
You’ll get
No answer
From me
When you wake up
She’ll be gone
Cry your teardrops
In the dawn
Take her picture
Off the wall
‘Cause she won’t be back
No, she won’t be back, no
Bow your head on bended knee
Save your deepest sympathies
Ask your questions to the breeze
You’ll get
No answer
You’ll get
No answer
From me
Bow your head on bended knee
Save your deepest sympathies
Ask your questions to the breeze
You’ll get
No answer
You’ll get
No answer
You’ll get
No answer
From me
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Gimme zombies, Ku Klux Klan,
Trigger happy policeman,
Ah, I don't scare easy.
Show me voodoo, head on stick,
Show me your black magic trick,
Ah, I don't scare easy.
Show me Valence, show me hood,
Give me carnage, make it good,
Ah, I don't scare easy.
Show me devil, all his kind,
Bring me stinky Frankenstein,
Ah, I don't scare easy.
Go on and put me on a crucifix anyday,
Gonna cut myself down now, anyway,
It don't really matter what you do or say,
I'm coming on like it's doomsday.
I'm a beat you in the head with your own gun,
You oughta shoot my ass quick, cos I'm a wild one,
You wanna lock me up and pardon Charlie Manson,
Cos I'm the wicked kid you tried to put your hands on.
You'll be wishing I was Gacy on a meth trip,
Prayin' to your messiah in my death grip,
With no bull whips, No slave ships,
I'm gonna make you feel the love with the full clip.
Oh, yo yo,
Ay, yay yay,
They no scary.
They no scary.
Oh, yo yo,
Oh, yay yay,
They no scary.
They no scary.
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She dresses up in white and blue
Captain’s wheel and anchors, too
Haircut short like a pixie sprite…
Drink like a sailor, every night
She’s so nautical… erotikal
Oh oh oh
She’s so nautical… erotikal
Oh oh oh
She swab my deck with soap and mop
And down below, she keep it cropped
She like a serpent, inked in blue
I wanna kiss that rose tattoo
She’s so nautical… erotikal…
Oh oh oh
She’s so nautical… erotical
Oh oh oh
High-waist shorts, peroxide hair
Halter top, and sailor’s flares
Tied to the mast, she knows her knots,
And when it’s warm, it’s sans culottes
She’s… so… nautical…
She’s… so… nautical…
She’s… so… nautical…
She’s… so… nautical…
She’s so nautical.
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It’s the prettiest things,
The prettiest things,
The Prettiest things that hurt you.
Birds and bees,
And poison trees,
The best of times desert you,
Walls and clocks,
And broken rocks,
And mirrors you look into,
It’s the prettiest things, the prettiest things,
The prettiest things that hurt you.
It’s the prettiest things, the prettiest things,
The prettiest things that hurt you.
Coral pink
And animal instincts
Monkey see and will do
Locks and keys,
And Melodies
Desires you give into…
It’s the prettiest things, the prettiest things,
The prettiest things that hurt you.
It’s the prettiest things, the prettiest things,
The prettiest things that hurt you.
Chase those colors til they’re gone
and dry your teardrops in the dawn
Wings of wax
Upon your back,
Your Daddy made them for you.
The pressure drops
when you’re out on top
it’s the dream you can’t live up to
It’s the prettiest things, the prettiest things,
The prettiest things that hurt you.
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Soldiers off to war,
Girls who live next door,
Old men and their shadows,
All will face the gallows.
Return to us, that's where you came from,
Fall into dust, that's what we're made of,
Knowing there's no hell, or heaven.
Give up the ghost, lay down your arrows,
Head to the coast, eyes on the sparrow,
Step into the light, all knowing.
Youth who wanted more,
The rich who blamed the poor,
Screen stars in their trailers,
The prisoners and the jailers.
Return to us, that's where you came from,
Fall into dust, that's what we're made of,
Knowing there's no hell, or heaven.
Give up the ghost, lay down your arrows,
Head to the coast, eyes on the sparrow,
Step into the light, all knowing, all knowing,
All knowing.
Now you know the story,
No need for your worry.
Return to us, that's where you came from,
Fall into dust, that?s what we're made of,
Knowing there's no hell, or heaven.
Give up the ghost, lay down your arrows,
Head to the coast, eyes on the sparrow,
Step into the light, all knowing, all knowing,
All knowing.
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Bomb the bridge, it looks like crap
We should sell the steel for scrap, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Don’t give a sh-- what people say
There’s a better bridge a block away, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Bomb the bridge, take it apart
Send it to China to make shopping carts for Wal-Mart, Wal-Mart
Well, it’s just one bomb
And that bridge is gone
There’ll be nothing more to argue about
And it’s just one bomb
And this whole deal’s done
Now, it’s up to us to take it out
Bomb the bridge, just let it go
Future generations won’t even know, whoa oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
These bridge people, they got no clue
Out with the old, in with the new, woo hoo hoo
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Well, it’s just one bomb
And that bridge is gone
There’ll be nothing more to argue about
And it’s just one bomb
And this whole deal’s done
Now, it’s up to us to take it out
Bomb the bridge, if you’re my friend
We’ll make America great again
Bomb the bridge, if you’re my friend
We’ll make America great again
Celebrate, it’s only steel and stone
Celebrate, it’s only steel and stone
Well, it’s just one bomb
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Well, now God, said to Abram,
“I got to know, if you’re the one,
Are you ready? Are you faithful?
Are you prepared to sacrifice your son?”
Abe, he built an altar, and he got down on his knees,
And he cried,
Love, come rescue me.
Angel Gabriel came to Mary,
Sayin’, “Little girl, do you know who I am?
There’s a boy child, and he’s a-coming,
Gonna be a saviour, known throughout the land.”
And Mary, carried the baby, to a manger in Bethlehem,
And she cried,
Love, come rescue me,
Love, come rescue me,
Love, come rescue me.
Well, the servant came to Simon Peter,
Long before that rooster crowed,
Said, “Can you claim him,
As your messiah?”
He said, “This man,
I do not know.”
As the shame was washing over,
He could see that ‘ol sun start to rise,
And he cried,
Love, come rescue me,
Love, come rescue me,
Love, come rescue me.
I was tired, I was lonely,
And I could not, find a friend.
And the truth was, I could go no further,
I believed I had reached the end.
So, I sat down on the church steps,
And I hung my head and I cried,
I cried,
Love, come rescue me,
Love, come rescue me,
Love, come rescue me.
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Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
Of all the criminals who wait in cages
Planning with precision perfect crimes
You may become folk heroes for the ages
You can rob the riches, but you’ll never steal back time
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
With all the things that you can buy with money
You can never touch the greatest wealth
And while outside these walls it’s warm and sunny
I’ll walk within the freedoms of my cell
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
The people isolated in their suffering
Trapped within the scripts of all their shame
The cultures and the colors all look different
Until they see our suff’ring as the same
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day be
When you are, where I am
Take my hand, we can all walk free
Where you are, I have been
Where I am, you will one day
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Somebody told me, that justice was blind
I turned around, and said, “Man, you must be outta your mind,”
They got corruption, in this bitch, and these cops that are fake,
Johns that acquitted and judges on the take,
I got five girls workin’ in ten cars every night,
They’ll be callin’ me for favors, when they money’s gettin’ tight,
I’m trying to make it out this business
Then the D.A. pulled my file
Oooh, love’s on trial,
Oooh, there ain’t no denial,
Oooh, when love’s on trial,
Betta get another daddy,
They got me gone away for a while.
Well, it’s Friday night, and they got me in the clink
With so much noise, I can’t even hear myself think,
It ain’t like I’m complaining, it ain’t like I’m in hell,
But I’ll be calling my attorney, to come and get me outta jail,
I got this domestic disturbance – it was a trumped up charge,
I got all this litigation, while I’m tryin’ to live large,
I gotta make it out the county,
Before these people cramp my style.
Oooh, love’s on trial,
Oooh, there ain’t no denial,
Oooh, when love’s on trial,
Betta getcha another daddy,
They got me gone away for a while.
Oooh, love’s on trial,
Oooh, there ain’t no denial,
Oooh, when love’s on trial,
Betta get another daddy,
They got me gone away for a while.
Betta get another daddy,
They got me gone away for a while.
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Let me choke on your spirit,
Gonna roll in your hay,
Wanna walk in your shadow,
You can call it a trade,
Gonna try all your jewelry,
And say what you say,
Lemme roll back the carpet,
And lay where you lay.
You got that taste in your mouth,
But you got nothing to say,
And the pillow you dream on,
Is still keeping your shape,
Gonna try all your things on,
And smile like you smile,
Let me roll back the covers,
And sleep for awhile.
And I'll give to you, this borrowed soul.
And I'll give to you, this borrowed soul,
You can call it a trade.
When we were first meeting,
You were laughing out loud,
But that soul that was yours, hon,
You lost in the crowd,
All your friends have been asking,
Where on earth did you go,
I took that laugh that was yours,
And I told 'em, 'I don't know!'
So, get used to it, babe,
All the things that you bought,
They were never yours, they were part of the plot,
And that shadow you're keeping,
The one you ignore,
You won't never see it,
'Til it crosses your door..
And I'll give to you, this borrowed soul.
And I'll give to you, this borrowed soul,
You can call it a trade.
And I'll give to you, this borrowed soul.
And I'll give to you, this borrowed soul,
You can call it a trade.
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You feel the poison in my hands,
You know I'm steady wicked.
No need to tell me, I'm your man,
You know, I'm steady wicked.
All your friends have let you down,
Call on me, and I'll come round,
I'll take you high into space,
I'm steady wicked..
Got religion in your head,
You know I'm steady wicked.
You're preaching from the book of dead,
You know, I'm steady wicked.
All your gods have let you down,
Call me up, and I'll come round,
I'll keep your soul in my case,
I'm steady wicked.
I'm so steady wicked.
Jesus weeping on the cross,
You know I'm steady wicked.
Shaking off this albatross,
You know, I'm steady wicked.
All your heroes let you down,
Call on me, and I'll come round.
Leave me the key to your place,
I'm steady wicked.
I'll take you high into space,
I'm steady wicked.
Tattoo my name on your face,
I'm steady wicked.
I'll keep your soul in my case,
I'm steady wicked,
Don't you forget it.
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At the end of the day
You’re running on fumes
And burning your bridges to keep warm.
You’ve lost your way
And all of your friends
But never you mind
The coming storm.
We can talk about the good things
For they always make you smile
Through the heartache and pain
The thunder and the rain
We can talk about the good things.
When it’s cold and it’s dark
And the memories fade
You’re aching for someone to shine a light.
So you play your part
Out on that stage
Cause even when it’s wrong,
It’s still all right.
When we talk about the good things
They always make you smile
Through the heartache and pain
The thunder and the rain
We can talk about the good things
We can talk about the good things
Baby, hold on tight
‘Til the sun
Starts to rise
When you feel the light
Then your heart can find
A way to shine,
A way to shine.
When we talk about the good things
They always make you smile
Through the heartache and pain
The thunder and the rain
We can talk all about the good things.
We can talk all about the good things.
We can talk all about
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I had to get a fix, but it didn't do the trick,
'Cause I couldn't get high, my blood was too thick,
And I need an operation, 'cos I'm feeling kinda sick,
My body's on the floor, and I'm sinking like a brick,
'Cos I never seen the sky from the edge of a crater,
Got my brain hooked up to the dead generator,
Coulda been a Jedi, but I had to be a Vader,
Riding through the fire in a service elevator,
Like a broken arrow, I couldn't cook it clean,
Lookin' at my life like a dirty magazine,
And it shoulda been easy, but for what I've seen,
It's hard to get candy from the cash machine.
Shoulda been easy, but from what I've seen,
It's hard to get candy from a cash machine.
Lights out- the elevator's up, there's a deal goin' down,
And I gotta get a cut,
When you roam the west side with the geezers and the creeps,
You sweat it when they call, and you see them in your sleep,
Cos, I kick 'em to the curb, but they always crawling back,
And I hear them in the alley, when they talking that smack,
So, I beat 'em with a stick, and I'm feeling like a fiend,
Running out of tricks, and it's nearly Halloween,
But, it shoulda been easy, but from what I seen,
Hard to get candy from a cash machine.
It shoulda been easy, but from all I seen,
It's hard to get candy from a cash machine.
Yesterday, I got a tip from a dirty cop,
He said we gotta cash out, so I'm closing shop,
Is there any other way? I been having my doubts,
Gimme one last deal, and I swear I'm out,
And there'll be no complications, you can go for a ride,
If it goes down easy, I'll be satisfied,
You're a trick, you're a treat,
There's no inbetween,
Tryin' to get candy from the cash machine,
You're a trick, you're a treat,
There's no inbetween,
Tryin' to get candy from the cash machine,
You're a trick, you're a treat,
There's no inbetween,
Tryin' to get candy from the cash machine.
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Gotta get across, now
Carry that cross, now
Gotta carry that cross to the other side
Gotta keep dry, now
Gotta keep dry, now
Gotta keep dry, when the waters rise
Move it on high now
Move it on high now
Move it on high, when the waters rise
You gotta move it on high, when the waters rise
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
You gotta keep faithful
You gotta keep faithful
You gotta have faith in a higher plan
You gotta hear the music
You gotta feel the music
You gotta feel the muse, let it flow on through
You gotta feel the muse, let it flow on through
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
The preacher man says that the Jesus gonna see you naked
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After sifting through the wreckage
I gaze on this shameful scene
I began to get the message
It’s all on account a Dahlene
Dahlene do you feel remorse
Dahlene we got all off course
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce Dahlene
I remember when we met up
And the day I fell under that spell
Took me seven years to wake up
And walk from a match made in hell
Dahlene do you feel remorse
Dahlene we got all off course
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce Dahlene
Oh, the deacon tried to warn us
Not to rush in too fast
You’re far too young for marriage
And the love that you feel won’t last
Dahlene do you feel remorse
Dahlene we got all off course
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce Dahlene
Oh the love could not be hotter
Than a night with a Cajun queen
Well I asked her once for water
And she poured me a glass of kerosene
Dahlene do you feel remorse
Dahlene we got all off course
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce
Gotta million dollar wedding and a dollar divorce Dahlene, Dahlene, Dahlene, Dahlene
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I’ve been trying to love you,
But you take so long,
I’ve been trying to tell you,
But the words come wrong,
I’ve been awful lonely,
Wanna take you out,
If you be my dolly,
I will be your roustabout.
I been trying to love you,
But you push too hard,
I been betting on you,
Being in the cards,
I’ve been saving money,
Wanna take you out,
If you be my dolly,
I will be your roustabout.
Girl, you keep me moving.
Girl, you keep me moving.
I’ve been begging mercy,
Tell me why you doubt,
I got good intentions,
But you shut me out,
I’ve been working double,
Wanna take you out,
If you be my dolly,
I will be your roustabout.
If you be my dolly,
I will be your roustabout,
If you be my dolly,
I will be your roustabout.
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Tell me that you want it
I got it let me flaunt it
I’m the queen bee in your bonnet
When you got it don’t look haunted
Throwin’ shadows
I’m throwin’ shadows
Well you know it ain’t romantic
When you call me in a panic
You get desperate you get frantic
I be comin’ with your Zanax
Throwin’ shadows
I’m throwin’ shadows
Throwin’ shadows, wherever I go
Throwin’ shade, throwin’ shade
Throwin’ shadows, wherever I go
Throwin’ shade, throwin’ shade
If you do it like I told you
You could walk it like a soldier
Then I wouldn’t have to scold you
‘Cause your mama’s back in Georgia
Throwin’ shadows
She throwin’ shadows
See, I’m getting’ the impression
That you want to put my dress on
You can take it to confession
But you know that my religion’s
Throwin’ shadows
It’s throwin’ shadows
Throwin’ shadows, wherever I go
Throwin’ shade, throwin’ shade
Throwin’ shadows, wherever I go
Throwin’ shade, throwin’ shade
Throwin’ shadows, wherever I go
Throwin’ shade, throwin’ shade
Throwin’ shadows, wherever I go
Throwin’ shade, throwin’ shade
I’m throwin’ shade
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No use in you always feeling down,
And your head is dragging cross the ground,
And you’ll get used to it,
It’s like a tourniquet,
Your only hope for freedom is the sound...
Well, come on and play the music,
Let’s just fall into it,
Make me your believer, tonight.
Well, I’m caught up in the spirit,
As long as I can hear it,
I know that I’ll be feeling all right.
Well, you and me,
We make scary music,
In ecstasy,
We make scary music.
When you were young you used to be so lost,
You played around, while others paid the cost.
They blew your candle out,
And now you’re filled with doubt,
Staring at the bridge that you must cross.
Well, come on and play the music,
Let’s just fall into it,
Make me your believer, tonight.
Well, I’m caught up in the spirit,
As long as I can hear it,
I know that I’ll be feeling all right.
Well, you and me,
We make scary music,
In ecstasy,
We make scary music.
You and me,
We make scary music,
In ecstasy,
We make scary music.
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Bad Choices
I start my day with a rum and coke,
A sticky bun and a spliff to smoke,
I got my job as a checkout clerk,
I crashed my car on the way to work.
I asked my boss if he’d take me back,
If I cleaned out his storage shack,
His wife walked up, and I didn’t run,
And now she’s pregnant with my son.
Bad choices, bad choices,
I know I got no defense, but it’s all making sense to me, now.
I was talking with my best friend,
How we could be rich for all we spend,
On low grade coke and ecstasy,
The money should come easily.
We had a friend down in Ecuador,
We booked a flight to make the score,
Got a shotgun barrel pointed at me,
And I’m tied to a chair in Tennessee.
Bad choices, bad choices,
I know I got no defense, but it’s all making sense to me, now.
I’m just tryin’ to live my life,
But my mama says I ain’t thinking right,
Gonna show the world how good I am,
Once I make it back on top, again.
I walked into the bottle shop,
Pushed my way past the rent-a-cop,
But five to ten’s too long to serve,
For twenty dollars in the register.
I turned to run, and he gave chase,
I got the billy club across my face,
Now, I’m sitting here in the city jail,
I guess some plans are bound to fail.
Bad choices, bad choices,
I know I got no defense, but it’s all making sense to me, now.
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During the world-wide pause caused by the outbreak of Covid-19, we found a way to stay connected and creative:
Recording and filming live performances from our own homes, between April 19th - September 20th 2020, a song a week, for 23 straight weeks.
