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God is alive; Magic is afoot
God is alive; Magic is afoot God is afoot; Magic is alive Alive is afoot. Magic never died. God never sickened; many poor men lied many sick men lied Magic never weakened Magic never hid Magic always ruled God is afoot God never died. God was ruler Though his funeral lengthened Though his mourners thickened Magic never fled Though his shrouds were hoisted the naked God did live Though his words were twisted the naked Magic thrived Though his death was published round and round the world the heart did not believe Many hurt men wondered many struck men bled Magic never faltered Magic always led. Many stones were rolled but God would not lie down Many wild men lied many fat men listened Though they offered stones Magic still was fed Though they locked their coffers God was always served. Magic is afoot. God rules. Alive is afoot. Alive is in command. Many weak men hungered Many strong men thrived Though they boasted solitude God was at their side Nor the dreamer in his cell nor the captain on the hill Magic is alive Though his death was pardoned round and round the world the heart did not believe. Though laws were carved in marble they could not shelter men Though altars built in parliaments they could not order men Police arrested Magic and Magic went with them, for Magic loves the hungry. But Magic would not tarry it moves from arm to arm it would not stay with them Magic is afoot it cannot come to harm it rests in an empty palm it spawns in an empty mind but Magic is no instrument Magic is the end. Many men drove Magic but Magic stayed behind Many strong men lied they only passed through Magic and out the other side Many weak men lied they came to God in secret and though they left him nourished they would not tell who healed Though mountains danced before them they said that God was dead Though his shrouds were hoisted the naked God did live This I mean to whisper to my mind This I mean to laugh with in my mind This I mean my mind to serve 'til service is but Magic moving through the world and mind itself is Magic coursing through the flesh and flesh itself is Magic dancing on a clock and time itself the magic length of God |
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Yonder I see a star
Oh see how bright it's burning Joseph my time is come The Son of God is yearning To come, to come Ask the man for some room to spare And a candle dimly burning Joseph my time is come The Son of God is yearning To come, to come Pain of birth is surely great And yet my fate's been told me Do I see an Angel bright Descending to behold me He comes, he comes, he comes |
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Every little baby that's ever been born,
Been spanked and made to cry Every young woman that's ever been loved, Been shaken and made to sigh Every young woman that's ever been loved, Has told, told me true Take his heart and run away as he would do to you Every young man I've ever seen, Been mean as he could be Every last one I've loved, And run as he would do to me Take it from me that a man can be more trouble, Than you'll ever know He'll love you some and when he's done, He'll laugh and let you go So they told me, and they told me little else But I tell you to better find out for yourself Handsome stride and shoulders wide disguise a heart of stone Lovers' wiles and tender smiles are better left alone With his head hung low and his shoulders down And a tear in the bottom of his shoe He'll beg and tease and vow on his knees, And then betray you, true He'll say I'm tired, I'm broke, I'm sick I love you, while he cries He'll say I'm sorry through his tears and all the time he lies Shudder and sulk when he's at his best Try one if you will You can have mine and all the rest, you know I've had my fill So they told me, and they told me little else But I tell you to better find out for yourself |
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Shall I tell you of the night
It was long ago Late November and the snow Just about to fall And the moon was big and bright Cold and sharp and clear And the air was biting Softly, swiftly down the road - Never made a sound- Someone came from far away As I looked into his eyes No reflections came And I gave him bedding Oh my little rosary How I miss you so Never used you very well Now I never will. I am farther from you now Than the two ends of Eternity Now I do his bidding. |
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School bell go "Ding! Dong! Ding!"
The children all line up They do what they are told Take a little drink from the liar's cup Mama don't really care If what they learn is true Or if it's only lies Just get them through the factories Into production Ah, get them into line Late in the afternoon The children all come home They mind their manners well Their little lives are all laid out Mama don't seem to care If she may break their hearts She clips their wings off, they never learn to fly Poor Mama needs a source of pride A doctor son she'll have No what the cost to manhood or to soul Sun shine down, brightly shine Down on all the land Shine down on the newborn lambs A butcher's knife is in his hand Mama, she keeps them unprepared To meet the enemy That's comin' unto us Teach them that evil dwells across the sea Lives in a mountain Like they see on TV Down in the heart of town The Devil dresses up He keeps his nails clean Did you think he'd be a boogeyman? Oh, Mama's stuck with sagging dreams She'll sell a son or two into some slavery That's lucrative and fine Just teach them not to criticize Say "Yes" to bosses, impress the clients Ah teachers of the world teach them to fake it well School bell go "Ding! Dong! Ding!" The children all line up They do what they are told Take a little drink from the liar's cup |
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La da da da da da Guess who I saw in Paris Guess who I saw in Paris Standing in the street with his thumbs hooked in his belt Standing with his thumbs hooked in his belt Standing in the street with his thumbs hooked in his belt Looking all of seventeen Guess who invited him up to her room Guess who made him some tea Guess who got spaced with him, played his guitar Guess who fell asleep on his arm Guess who got lost in his eyes Guess who kissed him goodnight Guess who phoned me up this morning while I was still asleep Not like waking up at all La da da da da da Been dreaming of La da da da da da La da da da da da |
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