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Big Love Now (fetters)

The day I discovered I wasn't the center of the universe
I threw a tantrum in the temple, kinda like the son of God
And I thought to myself, if I keep thinking like this I'm gonna go to hell
each time I humble myself, my pride begins to swell

There's too much company
for the victims and the losers and the wannabes
Who's gonna notice if I'm nailed to that cross?
So I sing to myself if I keep singing like this I'm gonna go to hell
Where fear is never boring
and true love is always snoring in an ugly motel

(Chorus)
Holy roller soldiers who skirmish at the border
with Allah and his martyrs-don't get any on ya!
Atheists and Jews, me and you, we all need Big Love

Unwanted foreigners, AIDS-infected lovers
babies in the cradle, sleeping like potatoes
KKKs and Crips, take a sip

We all need Big Love Now
a Big Love Now
Big Love Now
Big, Big, Big, Big, Big, Big

I wanna swim in the light, a child of a bright shiny universe
I don't wanna get hurt, but I want my freedom too
And so I pray for my will
but if I keep praying like this I'm gonna go to hell
So I hide where I can't die, inside my shell

(Chorus 2)
Alcoholic addicts, kids with automatics
suckin' on the pipe-God knows the time is right
White, black, brown, red, Mama said
We all need Big Love

All the saints, all the sinners, the ones we eat for dinner
the enemies we hate, and before it gets too late
The one we treat like dirt, Mother Earth
We all need Big Love Now

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Angel (fetters)

She said her name was Angel, and she was living on the street
and life had kind of beat her down, but she always landed on her feet

She told me Jesus was an African Christ, he was a Jew
and the reason why he suffered and he died is so me and you won't have to

And all my bad intentions made me feel ashamed
somehow my selfish motives got totally rearranged

Well I drank like F. Scott Fitzgerald
and I worshipped like Aleister Crowley
and though I didn't believe, I got on my knees
and I prayed that God might show me

She said her name was Angel, and she was living on the street
and life had kind of beat her down, but she always landed on her feet

So now I'm lying on the corner just like the police officer ordered
so mad I could spit, I gotta choke on it 'cause that cop dislocated my shoulder

In regard to the recent editorials and the racism in our fair town
well, you can lead a bigot to water, but if you don't tie him up you can't make him drown

You could taste the hate as the blood was shed
and the black kid smashed the rock on the white man's head

And he laughed at his fate as his rights were read, said
"You can't kill me 'cause I'm already dead."

She said her name was Angel, and she was living on the street
and life had kind of beat her down but she always landed on her feet

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Candy (arduser)

I look at you
and I want to take a bite
you look at me
and I don't have to feign fright

(Chorus)
'Cause you're sweet as sin
and I know the trouble I'm in
you're sweet as sin
and I wanna taste again

Candy
I'm happy for a while
Candy
if only your smile
would not melt away

You're bad for me
but I feel good right now
I'd walk away
if I knew just how

(Chorus)

We had romance
and long, long nights
but I wanted more
and I felt it was my right

That was when
the door slowly closed
and that strange expression
on her face just froze

(Chorus and fade)

Laura (fetters)

Me and Laura went down to Safeway, we bought some water there
I asked about her boyfriend, her eyes drifted off somewhere

San Francisco, Pacific Ocean air
let me fall asleep tonight, nestled in her long dark hair

Laura, two thousand miles away
please remember me each morning when you pray
Laura, two thousand miles away

As she looked upon the ruins where the bedroom used to be
she didn't know the phone still worked, she answered and it was me

Guardian angels flocked around her head
all the things I felt inside had to go unsaid

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Used To Be (fetters)

I used to be your baby
but you're my baby now
I don't know how to take care of you
I guess I'll figure it out

These ain't the days of wine and roses
how do you like your cream of wheat?
Yeah, your pride and independence
These are things you cannot keep

(Chorus)
It's such a shame, shame, shame
you lived your life like some kinda game
a silly old fool who sputters and drools
Can you even remember your name?

Your hedonism, daddy, has left you very ill
now tell me what was so romantic about the liquor and pills?

What happened to your money?
Well, all your money's mine
I got power of attorney
and all you have is time

It's such a shame, shame, shame
what has happened to your brain?
You ignore the warning and wake up one morning
too numb to feel the pain

You're so perplexed
you're so confused
you feel so cheated
feel so abused

Pray for forgiveness, what else can you do?
There's only one thing, daddy, left to lose

I used to be your baby, but you're my baby now
You used to be my daddy, but I'm daddy now, I'm daddy now

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Copy Machine (nyswonger)

Come on, Angeline, you're the woman of my dreams
(sit on my copy machine)
and my life would be complete if you'll only have a seat
(on my copy machine)

There's a wild storm brewin' and it will not pass
I got to have a photocopy of your sweet little ass
come on, Angeline, sit on my copy machine

I'm down on bended knees, I beg you baby, please
(sit on my copy machine)
and I won't think you're a slut if you replicate your butt
(on my copy machine)

Now don't you think that I'm perverted or a low-life scum
I only want to find out where you're comin' from
come on, Angeline, sit on my copy machine

Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down

Come on, Angeline, you're the woman of my dreams
(sit on my copy machine)
and my heart would be serene if you'll only make the scene
(on my copy machine)

You're the only woman who can turn me into a fool
you're the undisputed queen of the typing pool
come on, Angeline, sit on my copy machine

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King of Beers (nyswonger)

Don't know how I got here, and I don't really care
They'll kick me out at closing time, and I'll go sleep somewhere
Most of my accounts are in arrears
The royal treasury's kind of short-I am the king of beers

Wife she had a roving eye, and didn't hide the fact
The mailman and the plumber, they all got into the act
My boy's been running with a pack of queers
But the great can bear adversity, and I'm the king of beers

Sometimes I get shaky and I can't keep down a thing
No one ever said it would be easy being king

The pressures of my office have hastened this decline
And when I peel my eyelids back it feels like Miller time
All my proclamations end with “Cheers!”
You've got to keep your spirits high when you're the king of beers

If my luck holds I'll reign a few more years
Until my scepter floats away, I am the king of beers

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Death Ranch (arduser)

Fatten me up
I'm ready for the death ranch

Cold ground, all around
One of these days, I'm gonna lay down

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Help Yourself (Fetters)

I walked a mile in your shoes, and I found out I can't pay your dues
Help yourself

And you don't need me anymore, to fight your battles and win your wars
Help yourself

But if you must depend on me, I can't ever set you free
You might think this is the end, but it's a beginning

If the only thing that you require, is everything your heart desires
Help yourself

And we won't die like dinosaurs, if I bear my cross and you carry yours
Help yourself

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Standing 8 (Nyswonger)

There's a time bomb ticking inside my chest
It came without a warranty
I believe that may be for the best
There's danger in complacency

You can lock a man inside a cage
and force feed ideology
Then one fine day, he'll blow right up

(Chorus)
The angry lava flowing down
On the innocents in this sleeping town
Now the referee is counting, but I'm on my feet again

The vultures circling up above my head will have to wait
until I take my standing 8

We're clinging to the hope our lives
Are guided by some unseen hand
And hide behind our alibis
as a shadow creeps across the land

But one fine day we will grow up
To see there ain't no lasting peace, beneath the Sword of Damocles

Now the referee is counting, but I'm on my feet again
And the vultures circling up above my head will have to wait
until I take my standing 8

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Boneyard (arduser)

There's a day when your name finds a place on a cold marble slab
And when you're thought of it's good, never bad

The words are soft, but the ground is hard in the boneyard

Your eyes are closed and your face might be described as happy
Your nice new suit has just been dry cleaned
You're going down, but it's really not that far in the boneyard

This life ain't workin for you anymore, so whaddya want?
'Cause all you got's a stone with your name on the front
Late at night all the hags will come and gather wolfbane
They'll stop and look but the stones seem the same

In a world of glass, you're just a broken shard in the boneyard

 

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