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Ghost Dream
02:23
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GHOST DREAM
I'm back as you can plainly see
And you thought you'd seen the last of me
an apparition or the real thing?
I'm back and here I'm standing
holding in my hand is the knife you planted
in my back, and now I brandish
the cold steel, pointing right at you
I'm back as your foil
and plotting yer demise has been my ghostly toil
and your sorrows are my ennui
Late night and your slumber
is startled by the rumble of distant thunder
Before your eyes... How can this be
Back from the grave... or just a dream?
A manifestation that you've conjured
From your imagination, how it wanders
You try to explain me away
As a bit of indigestion
More gravy than of grave but on closer inspection
the lightning's flash brings a recollection
of my face and of who I am
Pull up the blankets and recoil
A revenant returning from the soil
I've come to claim what's mine
Late night and your slumber
is startled by the rumble of distant thunder
Before your eyes... A lightning's flash
Reveals the nightmare... of your past...
Daylight gives little reprieve
Still haunted by the previous night less sleep
collect yourself, try to hide your dread
That the sun will bow its face to the moon
which the clouds will shroud in a mournful gloom
lock the latches to your lonely room
The whispering wind... Brings me again
From out the tomb or from within
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Jaws of Life
03:41
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JAWS OF LIFE
I’m chugging like a freight train rolling
I’m doomed like a car stalled on the tracks
A whistle and a warning
Ensnarled in the wreckage around me
Like the flesh of some primitive beast
Trapped in the Jaws of... Life
I’m huffing like a man who’s running late
It’s faster if I pull around this gate
My choices are in question
And the consequences...
are glaring like two eyes crouched in the brush
with teeth salivating for their lunch
it’s me, it sees...
I think you’ll need
The Jaws of Life...
The Jaws of Life...
The Jaws of Life...
The Jaws of Life...
An epic battle of life and death
waged in a war nobody wins...
To escape has been my life
Now I have children and a wife
Counting on me
Caring for me
Keep pouring, I still feel the pain
Synapses fire in my brain
Deep in darkness, there’s a light
That beckons me to go inside... and die!
Still holding to the snake that eats me whole
Still trying to fill that empty hole... in me
Ensnarled in the wreckage around me
Like the flesh of some primitive beast
Trapped in the Jaws of... Life
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Eulogy For A Cowboy
01:54
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EULOGY FOR A COWBOY
They're all talking about the dead guy
Seems he could do no wrong
Lots of nice words for the dead guy
now that he is dead and gone
Words of praise and accolades
are showered on his noble grave
O'er head a flag does fly
as TAPS is gently played...
Bye bye
Dead Guy
The final act
Cue the sunset
He's a man who's only ever
solved his problems with a gun
Who laid to waste without much haste
before he rode into the sun
His shadow loomed at 5 past noon
the doorstep of that old saloon
He upheld the law with that .44
and he sent them to their tombs
Bye bye
Dead Guys (x2)
A cowboy never really dies
he merely changes plains (planes)...
from fruited up to Astral
his spirit still remains
Kind words for dead guy
The legacy that he does leave
of solving problems with a gun
Left us crying in the rain
as he rides into the sun
Thanks dead guy
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You've Never Suffered
03:24
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YOU'VE NEVER SUFFERED
You've never suffered for anything
We're gonna see if we can change that
Kill the fukkin commies
Kill the fukkin zombies
I think I hear yer mommy
Calling you
Kill the fukkin commies
Kill the fukkin zombies
I think I hear yer mommy
Calling you...
Boo hoo
She'll never suspect us of anything
Nothing we ever do will change that
I've killed the fukkin commies
Killed the fukkin zombies
Now I'm fukkin coming after you
Killed the fukkin commies
Killed the fukkin zombies
Now I'm fukkin coming after you
You're through...
Break out the guns
Make up the bombs
We're heading off to school
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Modern Clown
02:19
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MODERN CLOWN
I go mad
when I think of things I cannot understand
The chasm's vast
between the knowledge and the little that I grasp
I lose focus
and I drift off
Far away...
...and dancing bears are dancing there
And ladies flying through the air
Motorcycles whirl around
And I am just an Olde Tyme clown
I hear my name
Nosey neighbor rapping on my window pane
Through the haze
Turn over put the pillow on my face
Bellows in the backyard
"I know you're in there..."
The door swings open
And there are no bears dancing there
No ladies flying through the air
No motorcycles whirling 'round
Seems I'm just a modern clown...
Standing there
In my robe and underwear
Your worst suburban nightmare
And I need to mow my lawn
I get mad
When I think of things I cannot understand
Hold my head in my hands
So sad that all I do is laugh
Overwhelms me
And I drift off
Far away
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6. |
Super Stupid
03:27
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