1. |
Waiting for the Master
01:29
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We’re waiting for the master. We hope he comes along
We have to tell him something. He can make right from wrong
We will speak our warning words until he’s understood
But he hasn’t been this way in years so our chances are not good
Still we wait and still we hope, what else can we do
Something’s happened in the castle, so bad we can’t tell you
Only the master has control, and as soon as he decides
We can leave our vigil and go back to our lives
We try to spell each other, but our greatest fear
Is that the master passed this way when nobody was here
So if you can put down your load and stand with us a while
And if you gain our trust, you can share our trial
We’re waiting, we’re waiting, we’re waiting for the master
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2. |
Piece of the Night
01:27
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In a dusty trailer village just outside a bayou town
I’m born in a lightning storm, the rain is coming down
Mama dies when I am three. The neighbor takes me in
He mixes the redemption and the sin
He throws me out when I am twelve. ‘You’re evil don’t come back’
I’m living on my knees. The sky is going black
But the light of Polaris always pulls me through
When you’re lost you do what you have to do
One night I have a vision that points me to the way
Its says I’ll light all my tomorrows from the fire of yesterday
So to the proper parties I want to give some thanks
If you don’t hear your name, you fill in the blanks
Thanks for all you did for me
For everything you let me see
If I should die before the light
Thank you for this piece of the night
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3. |
Order
00:30
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This morning I woke up
Took my shower
Drank my coffee
Read my paper
Kissed my wife goodbye
Caught the 7:13 into the city
Sat where I usually sit
Reached the office at the usual time
Worked until my 10:30 break
I was standing at the water cooler talking
When they came in from next door and told us about the bomb
I walked back into my office
Turned on my Dictaphone
Knowing that I only have enough time for a quick message
And that the chances of anybody ever hearing it are remote
I know I have to get my priorities in or….
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4. |
Me and the Devil
01:25
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I sat down with the devil
He said take a look at me
Do I look like a threat?
With me you can be what you wanna be
You choose the channel
Whatever floats your boat
It’s all up to you, baby
You hold the remote
He’s got one big eye
With a cold mechanical stare
And he talks to me
Like it don’t matter who is there
But he gives me access to almost everywhere
So it’s just me and the devil
And though he can’t walk
I love to listen to him talk
So it’s me and the devil
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5. |
Basic Cable
01:37
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I didn’t know I had a life or what it was all about
Until that dark and fateful night my power went out
I sat there in my living room and though I could not see
I’d stared at the big black hole where my TV used to be
I missed all the comforting terrifying things it said
And then something even worse – a thought entered my head
It was just a tiny thought about the way I used to be
But it bounced around those empty walls until it was filling me
So I got up from my easy chair and I walked outside
My neighbors all were in their yards. There was no place to hide
I heard some call to me — Hey are you OK
And I heard myself answer — Maybe it’s better this way
Then someone said – Come over. We’re gonna build a fire
Then I was in their circle. I began to feel inspired
We talked of many things, though we hardly knew each other
About a world that lived in peace, like sisters and brothers
The lights went on from the power grid like the coming of the dawn
They said - We’d love to stay and chat, but our favorite program’s on
And I saw my life through different eyes – what it could have been
If only I were a stronger, if I did not give in
And sometimes when the show is done and the pitch is being made
I say I won’t live this way another day. I’m gonna upgrade
Basic cable basic cable basic cable
is killing me
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6. |
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The world is filled with love
Beautiful people doing beautiful things
Like they was sent from up above
Life is a beautiful song for the one who sings
I have to admit I have thought
He got killed cuz he was stupid
But lately I have come to believe
They killed him because
They were temporarily crazy
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7. |
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This one’s graffiti is the other one’s home
Like Caesar and Brutus in the Senate in Rome
Like homeless children in the Superdome
This one’s graffiti is the other one’s home
Steel balls rattle in a spray paint can
While global corporations furnish their plan
To one hundred pundits paid to slay
Whatever fool gets in their way
Cover the people with a blanket of lies
While the children are covered with a blanket of flies
With the sound of commercials in their eyes and their ears
The children spray paint the walls with their tears
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8. |
Flat
01:46
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Some say the human heart is dark and it was born to bleed
I say that heart has just one more dimension than it needs
The tough guys all say –Suck it up. The sissies sit and cry
I say don’t do either one. I say simplify
I can’t believe how good I feel since there is no more tension
Since I started living life in only two dimensions
Now I see my problems and I face them all head on
Cuz when I try to turn sideways — I disappear. I’m gone
I’ve lived and I’ve loved and I’ve laughed and I’ve cried
I may not be too deep but I’ve looked far and wide
To find the perfect soul mate who knows just where I’m at
Now I’ve finally found her and she’s just like me. She’s flat
Some say the world is made of clay and it’s your job to shape her
But you’d be amazed how good she looks when she’s only on paper
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9. |
Small Rut
00:31
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Yes, you’re in a small rut now
But if you can just hold on
Have faith and let the world do its work
Soon you’ll be in the Grand Canyon
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10. |
Do It Fast
01:25
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I speed read the fools and the greats
Cruised the Louvre at eighty mph
A thousand nights were like a minute to me
I laughed in the face of eternity
Had a hundred women in one night
I was fast as your average satellite
That’s ten women in less than an hour
Don Juan would envy my power
If you’re gonna do it do it do it
If you’re gonna do it do it fast
If you’re gonna do it do it do it
Do it fast cuz nothing lasts
I listened to music at triple speed
Melody and harmony I don’t need
I saw everything. I was fierce and bold
And only lived to be six months old
That was all I needed to become a sage
Cuz life is a level, just a stage
And life was always boring to me
Now I’m roaring through hell in my SUV
Chorus
Fuck the fine points and subtleties
Don’t cross your “I”s don’t dot your “T”s
You gotta jam you gonna do it all
Spin the moon like a tether ball
Chorus
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11. |
Married to the Mine
01:20
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All day I earn my pay way down deep in the mine
While a rich man way across town drinks thousand dollar wine
Like to take me a long vacation, but I can’t find the time
My wife is just a mistress, cuz I’m married to the mine
I believe in this nation
Built on a strong foundation
Gonna get me an education
And then I’ll be ridin’ high
All day deep in the earth paying layaway on the sun
One day it’s all gonna change. I’m gonna be someone
Til that day all I can say – It’s just me and the grind
You don’t get no honeymoon when you’re married to the mine
I’ll just have to be patient
Lower my expectations
Til my train hits the station
Til my life is mine
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12. |
Sixteen Hour Day
01:37
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13. |
In Our Hometown
00:49
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In our hometown you can use a gun but you cannot use no dildo
They passed a law when a woman got caught and they throwed her in the joint
She robbed a seven-eleven store and held the clerk at dildo point
She said – gimme all your money. Honey, stop, or I’ll vibrate you til you drop
And we can breathe easier, hon
Cuz if somebody wants our dough
They’re gonna have to use a gun
Cuz in our hometown you cannot use no dildo
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14. |
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Mama told me don’t use nasty words
They will spin you life out of control
And I tried to do what mama said
But all my nasty words have took their toll
First there was that tiny little shucks
Then there was that darn it and that heck
I did not observe no lighting bolts
Did not feel no rope around my neck
How could one poor boy know
That an innocent little heck or shucks
Would lead directly to the hard stuff
I woke up in a world of shits and fucks
Now I’m on the street
Nobody is my friend
That’s me on the corner
The world’s gonna end
And if you come up to me with a kind word or good luck
You will receive in return
A shit on you and fuck you
Mama told me right and I should have heard
I ate all my dreams and turned them into turds
Now I’m swirling down life's bowl of nasty words
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15. |
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The Totality Makeover Body Wash
I used to be a loser. My life was just a chain of train wrecks
Before I tried the body wash, I never had a chance for love or sex
The first time that I used it was a once in a lifetime occasion
I found myself captivated Einstein’s thought equations
And before you could blink I'd proved the link between the strong force and gravity
And before you protest, yes, I did this, like, totally mathematically
And double blind, and I built a time machine that lets you visit eternity
Then I pinpointed the big bang, it was 1936, November 23
But the main thing is now all these scientific chicks can’t get enough of me
So if you have insecurities of any kind that you need to quash
I totally recommend the totality makeover body wash
Hey, don’t you let the good life pass you by
You need to give this body wash a try
Don’t matter if you’re ugly or you’re stupid or you’re mean
The body was can give your life that very special sheen
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16. |
The Center of Attention
00:55
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I am the center of attention
Everybody’s looking at me
Everything else is just a distraction. Just waves in a waving arm sea
So bring your eyes back, stay on the track, concentrate
You don’t have to think anything deep, you’ll lose your sleep
You don’t have to doubt, check me out, I’ll set you free
You don’t need a goat. I’m the antidote to you
I am the center of attention
Everybody’s looking at me
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17. |
Captain Whatever
01:31
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She says I won’t be taking up any more of your valuable time
But more to the point, you won’t be taking up any more of mine
He said she was his best friend and then he let her go
He said he really loved her but forgot to let you know
She says wasted we much time together
All for worse, never better
You knew we’d never find forever
Now you’re my super hero — I’ll call you Captain Whatever
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The World is Filled with Love
The world is filled with love
Beautiful people doing beautiful things
Like they was send from up above
Life is a beautiful song for the one who sings
So I jewed him down but he welched on a bet
So I nigger-rigged his car
He hollered like a towel head. I drove like a chink
Just to show him who the hell I are
I’m a redneck fool full of sieg heil cool
Drinking shine from an old fruit jar
Til that beaner cop pulled me over and throwed me behind these bars
I ain’t no fag and I ain’t no geek or limp wrested gook from Hong Kong
But I let a little Greek pinch me on the cheek
And he showed me I was wrong
I stole a pencil from a drunk dago and some paper from a Polak prong
And I put everything down in the words of this little song
The world has got its ins and outs, got its ups and downs, but you got to let ‘em pass
And if some low life mutha fucka plays with you
Just bitch slap their sorry ass
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19. |
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I’m starting to repeat myself
Say things I said before
Mention items already mentioned
Identical words as days of yore
Track the same verbal territory
Walk the same semantic ground
Trot out the same tired adages
Find the same words that I found
Reiterate reiterations
Use phrases already used
Then I’ll use recurring phrases
To echo what I’ve reproduced
I rehash it over and over
Reach conclusions I’ve already reached
Ditto the last phraseology
Repetitive in my speech
But when I quote my own quotations
I don’t worry that I’ve slipped
It leads back to the beginning
Like a verbal Möbius strip
I’m Starting to Repeat Myself
Yeah, yeah
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20. |
The Cartoon Life
01:15
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Good guys and the bad guys locked in a fight
Only got a few more pages make it all turn out right
Neighbor’s always complaining. Will not shut his trap
Don’t need negotiation. Nuke his ass off the map
Thought bubble big trouble
It’s the cartoon life
Indecision is weakness. We’ve known that all along
Make up your mind. Put down your foot. Even if you’re wrong you’re strong
If you don’t like the scenery at the bottom of your hole
Time for you to start digging, exercise control
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21. |
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I am a big manly man
And I am a small girly girlamente
I have voted since the country began
I got the right to vote in 1920
I am quite strong and can cause great physical harm
I am very weak and can barely lift my arm
I have many large hairs covering my face and body
The hairs covering my face are very small and the ones covering my body are … well…some of them
are….never mind
I have this penis and two potent testicles
All I have is this vagina and some ovaries
I can run very fast and jump very high
I run slower and jump lower
I am very brave and never cry
I weep at the drop of a hat. Have you a hankie?
Statistically speaking my earning power should be 15 to 50 per cent higher than yours
I just knew you were looking for a raise, you big galoot
Now kindly get the hell out of my office, can’t you see I’m busy
We each have our little imperfections
But we manage to muddle through
We populated the earth and then we die
Things may change slowly
But, believe me, change they do
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22. |
Satisfied
01:40
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So many children cut down in their prime
So many in prison, no one knows the crime
The people can’t get a doctor, can’t cure their disease
Cuz you’re giving all their money to the oil companies
You bugged my house. You tapped my phone
Treat people like dogs, got ‘em begging for a bone
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me til you’re satisfied
Anybody tries to lay the truth down
Your machine makes ‘em out a fool and a clown
You’re taxing all the poor to fill the rich one’s purse
It’s just a fairy tale, Robin Hood in reverse
You want me to be true to you
When all you’re asking my government to do is just
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me til you’re satisfied
You don’t listen to the people’s cries
Safe and warm in your blanket of lies
You could change. Get a handle on it
But you really don’t give a shit
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23. |
Buggin' with Bugs
01:02
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It’s me and Bugs Bunny waiting for a call
Got to find me something that will get me to nightfall
I wannabe a TV gangsta like Bugs was in his prime
He’d said “What sup?” for years back in 1949
I ain’t no Doc. I’m just trying to treat my habit
My connection is some whacked out wascally wabbit
I’m trying to find a place where I know just who I am
Like when Bugs was living large and Elmer Fudd was the man
I’m buggin’ with Bugs
Me and media thugs pimpin’ corporate drugs
I’m buggin’ with Bugs
I just wanna find myself but I’m buggin’
Buggin’ with Bugs
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24. |
Drown My Throat
00:31
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I feel so bad when I read the letter that you wrote
I believe I will go downtown and try to drown my throat
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25. |
Number Ten
01:25
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“Seventeen. Two hundred and fifty-nine.” When I was in the army stationed in Southeast Asia this is what I'd hear on a program that came on for a few minutes every morning on Air Force radio. I asked my friend "what is that?" He said, "it's better if I just show you.” So we got a taxi and rode out of town to a newly constructed asphalt road that led straight into the heart of the jungle. We came to a 10 foot tall hurricane fence and a big gate. The guard waved us past. Behind the gate was the main drag of what looked like an Old West cowboy town movie set with saloons along each side of the street. He said, choose one. So we walked into one. Inside there was a rock band playing full tilt and a lot of women sitting around dressed in short skirts and low-cut blouses. One walked up to me and said, “you want to dance G.I.?” On her blouse was a plastic button with a number. My friend said, “ask her about the number.” I said, “what's that number for?” She said, “You hear my number on radio. I number one. I number one.” I said, “no. No. What are the numbers on the radio?” She said, “number 10, number 10 no good, medic check for VD every week. I number one.” My friend said, "Just another perk. Your tax dollars at work."
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26. |
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You look like someone I used to know
I said to myself while shaving
Where did all of the certainty go
Is it still back there with the roaring and the raving
Amazing the places you find yourself in
When you're thinking that you've really got 'em
Amazing what passes for love and for friends
If your standards are close enough to the bottom
Time to come out of the rain
Caught between the itch and the pain
I woke up naked in an uptown park
Never even learned her name
We must have met somewhere out in the dark
I felt so bad I knew she felt the same
I know she was thinking of me for a week
It hurts even to describe it
Cuz the place we chose fulfillment to seek
Was a bed of poison ivy
Time to come out of the rain
Caught between the itch and the pain
So many days lived in vain
Caught between the itch and the pain
When I think of myself in my full raging youth
In my breath I feel the same old catching
Once I know everything. I had a corner on the truth
Now I just feel like scratching
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Your butt is like a symphony
In times like these
It calls out to me
And I thank God
That it speaks English
But sometimes I believe
When we’re in disagreement
Your symphonic butt and me
That its vocabulary is just too demanding
And that I’m ruled by my dictionary
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28. |
Stick People in Love
01:07
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That nose is too big get the saw
That breast is too small get the glue
Somebody fire up the pencil sharpener. Nobody’s got a point of view
Inflated lips, inflated dreams, hanging on a clothing rack
Pumped up pecs, washboard abs, statuette, ready, set, cardiac
It’s just the anorexic nightmare side of silicone gel
It’s just the cyclic politic Pinocchio in hell
It’s just the sound of stick people in love
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29. |
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I know what
I will pretend I’m talking to you
And you can pretend you’re listening
And that you actually give a crap
About a single thing I say
And we’ll call it the art of communication
We’ll start our own communication school
Just me and you
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30. |
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I got in bed with Walmart
And she’s not what she seems to be
I was collecting trash for seven cents a day in cash
She’s got me up to 23
Now I can feed almost 35 percent
Of my whole family
That’s why I got in bed with Walmart
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31. |
Somewhere There's a Road
01:30
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Somewhere there’s a road leading to the sea
It sweeps down off the hill so majestically
And I will find that road. It is my destiny
And I will travel down though it might mean the death of me
For on that road is a place I can’t forget
A small convenience store where I can buy
A beer
A Lotto scratcher
And a pack of cigarettes
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32. |
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I'm starting to repeat myself.
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33. |
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I have to admit I have thought
He got killed because he was stupid
But lately I have come to believe
They killed him because
They were temporarily crazy
The world is filled with love
Beautiful people doing beautiful things
Like they was sent from up above
Life is a beautiful song for the one who sings
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34. |
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We are many people. We speak with the voice of one
We face the same dilemma. We meet it all or none
Like birds in their flock, like fish in their school
We’re moving to the rhythm of the unifying pool
Our thoughts are interchangeable. Our actions follow suit
Like the ancient creosote we’re connected at the root
At the very core of us the universal soul
We are imperfect parts that make the perfect whole
If evil attacks one of us the rest will all be there
When the anteater on the ant hill eats us ants he’s brushing Ant Hillary’s hair
There is strength in numbers. Those alone don’t grow
We don’t know why we are this way and we don’t want to know
So won’t you come and join us. Come on in the water’s fine
Come and reap the benefits of the universal heart and mind
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Richard Haxton Los Angeles, California
From the middle of Mississippi, served in Viet Nam in Thailand, lives 5,000 feet from the world's oldest freeway. Searches for transcendence - or something - where science meets the spirit. Never quit fighting the war for the groove!
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