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| 1. |
| 3:49 | 
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We live in a political world,
Love don't have any place. We're living in times where men commit crimes, And crime don't have a face. We live in a political world, Icicles hanging down, Wedding bells ring and angels sing, clouds cover up the ground. We live in a political world, Wisdom is thrown into jail, It rots in a cell, is misguided as hell, Leaving no one to pick up a trail. We live in a political world Where mercy walks the plank, Life is in mirrors, death disappears Up the steps into the nearest bank. We live in a political world Where courage is a thing of the past, Houses are haunted, children are unwanted, The next day could be your last. We live in a political world, The one we can see and can feel, But there's no one to check, it's all a stacked deck, We all know for sure that it's real. We live in a political world, In the cities of lonesome fear, Little by little you turn in the middle But you're never sure why you're here. We live in a political world, Under the microscope, You can travel anywhere and hang yourself there, You always got more than enough rope. We live in a political world, Turning and a-thrashing about, As soon as you're awake, you're trained to take, What looks like the easy way out. We live in a political world, Where peace is not welcome at all, It's turned away from the door to wander some more, Or put up against the wall. We live in a political world, Everything is hers or his, Climb into the frame and shout God's name, But you're never sure what it is. |
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| 2. |
| 2:33 |
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Far Away where the soft winds blow,
Far away from it all, There is a place you go Where teardrops fall. Far away in the stormy night, Far away and over the wall, You are there in the flickering light Where teardrops fall. We banged the drum slowly And played the fife lowly, You know the song in my heart. In the turning of twilight, In the shadows of moonlight, You can show me a new place to start. I've torn my clothes and I've drained the cup, Strippin' away at it all, Thinking of you when the sun comes up Where teardrops fall. By rivers of blindness, In love and with kindness We could hold up a toast if we meet. To the cuttin' of fences, To sharpen the senses That linger in the fireball heat. Roses are red, violets are blue, And time is beginning to crawl, I just might have to come see you Where teardrops fall. |
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| 3. |
| 3:15 |
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Broken lines, broken strings,
Broken threads, broken springs, Broken idols, broken heads, People sleeping in broken beds. Ain't no use jiving Ain't no use joking Everything is broken. Broken bottles, broken plates, Broken switches, broken gates, Broken dishes, broken parts, Streets are filled with broken hearts. Broken words never meant to be spoken, Everything is broken. Seem like every time you stop and turn around Something else just hit the ground Broken cutters, broken saws, Broken buckles, broken laws, Broken bodies, broken bones, Broken voices on broken phones. Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin', Everything is broken. Every time you leave and go off someplace Things fall to pieces in my face Broken hands on broken ploughs, Broken treaties, broken vows, Broken pipes, broken tools, People bending broken rules. Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking, Everything is broken. |
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| 4. |
| 3:01 |
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Ring them bells, ye heathen
From the city that dreams, Ring them bells from the sanctuaries Cross the valleys and streams, For they're deep and they're wide And the world's on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride. Ring them bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow, Ring them bells with an iron hand So the people will know. Oh it's rush hour now On the wheel and the plow And the sun is going down Upon the sacred cow. Ring them bells Sweet Martha, For the poor man's son, Ring them bells so the world will know That God is one. Oh the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep And the mountains are filled With lost sheep. Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf, Ring them bells for all of us who are left, Ring them bells for the chosen few Who will judge the many when the game is through. Ring them bells, for the time that flies, For the child that cries When innocence dies. Ring them bells St. Catherine From the top of the room, Ring them from the fortress For the lilies that bloom. Oh the lines are long And the fighting is strong And they're breaking down the distance Between right and wrong. |
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| 5. |
| 4:35 |
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Crickets are chirpin', the water is high,
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry, Window wide open, African trees Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze. Not a word of goodbye, not even a note, She gone with the man In the long black coat. Somebody seem him hanging around At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town. He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask. Somebody said from the Bible he'd quote There was dust on the man In the long black coat. Preacher was a talkin', there's a sermon he gave, He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved, You cannot depend on it to be your guide When it's you who must keep it satisfied. It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat, She gave her heart to the man In the long black coat. There are no mistakes in life some people say It is true sometimes you can see it that way. But people don't live or die, people just float. She went with the man In the long black coat. There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June, Tree trunks uprooted, 'neath the high crescent moon Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force Somebody is out there beating a dead horse. She never said nothing, there was nothing she wrote, She gone with the man In the long black coat. |
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| 5:04 |
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Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around, Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground, I can follow the path, I can read the signs, Stay right with it when the road unwinds, I can handle whatever I stumble upon. I don't even notice she's gone, Most of the time. Most of the time It's well understood, Most of the time I wouldn't change it if I could, I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own, I can deal with the situation right down to the bone, I can survive, I can endure And I don't even think about her Most of the time. Most of the time My head is on straight, Most of the time I'm strong enough not to hate. I don't build up illusion 'til it makes me sick, I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick. I can smile in the face of mankind. Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine Most of the time. Most of the time She ain't even in my mind, I wouldn't know her if I saw her, She's that far behind. Most of the time I can't even be sure If she was ever with me Or if I was with her. Most of the time I'm halfway content, Most of the time I know exactly where it went, I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide, Hide from the feelings that are buried inside. I don't compromised and I don't pretend, I don't even care if I ever see her again Most of the time. |
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| 4:45 |
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If I just turn away, when I see how you're dressed,
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry, What good am I? What good am I if I know and don't do, I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you, If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky, What good am I? What good am I while you softly weep And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep, And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try, What good am I? What good am I then to others and me If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see If my hands are tied must I not wonder within Who tied them and why and where must I have been What good am I if I say foolish things And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings And I just turn my back while you silently die, What good am I? |
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| 8. |
| 3:44 |
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There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight
From the disease of conceit. Whole lot of people struggling tonight From the disease of conceit. Comes right down the highway, Straight down the line, Rips into your senses Through your body and your mind. Nothing about it that's sweet, The disease of conceit. There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight From the disease of conceit. Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight From the disease of conceit. Steps into your room, Eats your soul, Over your senses You have no control. Ain't nothing too discreet About of disease of conceit. There's a whole lot of people dying tonight From the disease of conceit. Whole lot of people crying tonight From the disease of conceit. Comes right out of nowhere, And you're down for the count From the outside world, The pressure will mount, Turn you into a piece of meat, The disease of conceit. Conceit is a disease That the doctors got no cure They've done a lot of research on it, But what it is, they're still not sure There's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight From the disease of conceit. Whole lot of people seeing double tonight From the disease of conceit. Give ya delusions of grandeur And a evil eye, Give you idea that You're too good to die, Then they bury you from your head to your feet From the disease of conceit. |
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| 5:03 |
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WHAT WAS IT YOU WANTED?
What was it you wanted? Tell me again so I'll know. What's happening in there, What's going on in your show. What was it you wanted, Could you say it again? I'll be back in a minute You can get it together by then. What was it you wanted You can tell me, I'm back, We can start it all over Get it back on the track, You got my attention, Go ahead, speak. What was it you wanted Was there somebody looking When you give me that kiss Someone there in the shadows Someone that I might have missed? Is there something you needed, Something I don't understand. What was it you wanted, Do I have it here in my hand? Whatever you wanted Slipped out of my mind, Would you remind me again If you'd be so kind. Has the record been breaking, Did the needle just skip, Is there somebody waitin', Was there a slip of the lip? What was it you wanted I ain't keepin' score Are you the same person That was here before? Is it something important? Maybe not. What was it you wanted? Tell me again I forgot. Whatever you wanted What could it be Did somebody tell you That you could get it from me, Is it something that comes natural Is it easy to say, Why do you want it, Who are you anyway? Is the scenery changing, Am I getting it wrong, Is the whole thing going backwards, Are they playing our song? Where were you when it started Do you want it for free What was it you wanted Are you talking to me? |
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| 10. |
| 3:13 |
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Seen a shooting star tonight
And I thought of you. You were trying to break into another world A world I never knew. I always kind of wondered If you ever made it through. Seen a shooting star tonight And I thought of you. Seen a shooting star tonight And I thought of me. If I was still the same If I ever became what you wanted me to be Did I miss the mark or Over-step the line That only you could see? Seen a shooting star tonight And I thought of me. Listen to the engine, listen to the bell As the last fire truck from hell Goes rolling by, all good people are praying, It's the last temptation The last account The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount, The last radio is playing. Seen a shooting star tonight Slip Away. Tomorrow will be another day. Guess it's too late to say the things to you That you needed to hear me say. Seen a shooting star tonight Slip away. |
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