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Soldier
03:03
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when you get older
you’ll be a soldier
you’ll be a soldier
expensive leases broken pieces you’ll be father to a son
looking forward new world order peace to everyone
when you get older
you’ll be a solider
dogs are walking people talking to each other’s walls
voices laughing wiretapping through my happy halls
if you were thinking all that shrinking in your heart is sound
maybe it will slap you when it whacks into the ground
taking in my life from an idiots hands
taking a risk a little bit square
you’ll be the only one who cares
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Menorahs
03:07
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Jesus went to sodom
with moses and elijah
to sprinkle it with fire
to baptize old gomorrah
they frightened all the children
when they showed themselves among them
their games were far too similar
lighting their menorahs
the one who kept the vigil
stands now as a pillar
she casts shadows on the women
the profane of brick and mortar…
..relaxing in a heap deep in hell
their troubles in a tower that just fell
their secrets drowning deep in a well
their image unshackled from their shell…
when old jeremiah
brought the princess to ireland
the shoot that there they planted
grew into a scepter
the stone that was stolen
was once the rod of paupers
but come the new millennium
it was raped by its protectors
the loser and the champion
upon the throne together
at least for easter sunday
they got on well together…
…til one by one each dollar and silver coin
came to cost much more than the fruit of the loins
onward to the battle of the boyne
onward downward through the spiraling void…
jesus went to sodom
with moses and elijah
kind david spoke in tongues but
his bones are in a graveyard
the people of gomorrah
are people of the fire
king david spoke in tongues but
his bones can’t play the lyre
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there's people i know they won’t stop to listen less you got soul they’re my friends
was a miracle not an accident we winded up on the same block of the town that we’re in
and while we’re on the chopping block we have no arms or legs to cart us round round
it takes a little humility to remember what it means to be of sound mind
when people are better than you
I’m always tuned to the right station i got that divine radar on my side most the time
even if it isn’t easy you gotta practice making yourself smile to increase your quality of life
piece it together pull it apart claim its called a work of art it didn’t start because of you it better not end because of you too
hold on tight and don’t give up i hope you’ve been encouraged enough to believe in love and the holy stuff and the all the rights to live and the rights to truth
your parents treat you like a child they always will but then they’re gone so alright? alright
treat them good and treat them kind take care of them don’t send them off to some resort to die
grandma world and papa sky the apple tree the hidden eyes the conspiracy world-wide
a mechanism is holding you now do you really want it to i bet you didn’t so what you do is ignite
when people are better than you
and nobody is a criminal
when they are seated in the embassy
and jack was quick cause jack was nimble
leapt from the candlestick in ecstasy
a welcome guest in the churchyard
a neighborhood mainstay and a seldom-seen
a loving man is man who is free
right before you go to sleep tonight you’ll remember these words that i speak and rhyme henceforth
if you wanna live before you die be a happy camper pitch your tent don’t pay no rent nothing’s due but north
there’s an awful lot of talk bout how theres no god let the conversation flow on and on and on and on and on
there’s an awful lot of talk and talk I’m done with that I’ve talked enough you can never love enough and i aint wrong
http://youtu.be/D-SDo_lfu_U
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Sophia Is Smiling
03:25
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it took a lot of trying
but now i’m jacked in
the power source is pulsing
my life force intact
the tree is now planted
the peak is surmounted
all i’ve encountered
all i’ve disassembled
sophia
is smiling
sophia
is smiling
sophia
is smiling
sophia
is smiling
i’m learning, we’re learning
the rain hits the awning
the tendrils wrap round us
the pleasure of abuse-bonding
the wounded were wounded prior
this is not advertised on flyers
but the peace is not secret
nor should we keep it secret
was not a madman who dreamed it
was the world who still needs it
was the filthy animal that cleaned it
was greece was egypt
was the beast that redeemed it
was the queen that couldn’t see it
was the son’s insurrection
was the bitch’s correction
is smiling
sophia
is smiling
sophia
is smiling
sophia
is smiling
were the world not so lovely
there’d be no one to love me
i’m breaking vows made of paper
and i burn the scraps later
but say to righteous
it shall be well with the righteous
for what he eats is delicious
since what he’s done was judicious
and if a man is called holy
then he is really just wholesome
and no religion is wholesome
if religion is wholesale
can’t wash the blood out the carpet
can’t purge the temple of the market
can’t break the tree at the branches
can’t be free in a plantation
so what the fuck are these mansions
so what the fuck are these clashes
a rash from thirty-nine lashes
that have still not been retracted
and maybe elvis left the building
but his ghost is returning
and i boast in his madness
while nero fiddles to the burning
the new world order keeps on turning
but i’m a man of much un-learning
i got the spirit to do my discerning
i got the spirit to keep on going
and with a word i can transmit it
and look out cause i just did it
if you didn’t hear it when i said it
then you ain’t alive enough to regret it anyway
so i say
switch off your ears if you don’t use em, power to you,
but you won’t hear the music when we singing hallelujah.
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Pockets
05:04
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there are pockets i have lined
there are moments i have lied.
so to tell the tale more true,
let me first begin with you:
o my dearest, you the nearest, you have seen all that i do,
do not judge me, please just love me, for all i say and all i do.
there are whispers: are you still with us, in the wind, or in the signs?
weighed the ancients your weary patience, your love it weighed the hearts and minds.
you filled the pockets of the poor,
he who had you gave him more.
hallelujah by and by, the city sleeps by choice and dies.
the streets are filled with ignorance, no one sleeps without a smile.
but the simplest one is the witness, he can’t help but count the cost.
they lend at interest and trade in bitterness. much is gained, and much is lost.
let the sea split left from right.
thousand lamps but there’s no light.
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Veronica
06:24
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with your ruby slippers and your dead man slung cross your back
with your ruined reserve and your willlingness to talk about it
with your skeleton key at the ceremony where the yellow brick road drops off and sleeps
with the deadline approaching and the dogs licking sweat off your back
with your precious routine that culminates on sundays alright
it’s a gruesome scene when you know what it means to pull the numbers every day
are lovely enough to fall down into an empty space
are you friendly enough to trail off and realize it’s play
do you love me? do you love me? do you love?
all the feelings i get when i feel your hands a-close around me
veronica dear do you have a heart between those two breasts?
if you skip to the loo then darling that will do cause your eyes are pretty enough to ride
are lovely enough to fall down into an empty space
are you friendly enough to trail off and realize it’s play
do you love me? do you love me? do you love? etc
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