Whatever you need to
Tell yourself, baby
To make it all go away
Whatever you need to
Tell yourself
To make it all seem okay
Lies, lies, it all comes back to
Lies, lies, they swarm you
Like flies. Lies, lies
I see through your disguise
Whatever you need to
Tell yourself baby
To make it all seem okay
Whatever you need to say
Lies, lies, there's no place left to hide.
God's Mountain
Welcome to God's mountain
We're the human race
King of all the animals
Floating into space
Come and join the party
And sorry 'bout the mess
There's this thing called money
So we foul up our nest
Seven billion children
Who need to get along
To lay down all their guns
And put away their bombs
To find whatever's broken
And fix whatever's wrong
To shake each other's hand
And fill the world with song
My friend said "don't you worry"
If it seems too late
And if you knew what lies ahead
You wouldn't hesitate
To put an end to hunger
And stop the need for war
Take care of all God's creatures
Love what you're living for
Survival of the fittest
It's only for the beast
The best things always come
When everyone enjoys the feast
SOS-Abandon ship, All is lost,
It has come to this, to be
Thrown on the deck to
Flippy flop freak, til I'm dead.
Wonder why the wave came
And washed it all away
For a bit, now eyes seek
The horizon line.
I know the next wave
Is gonna be the best one
SOS-Abandon ship
All is lost, it's come to this
Mark the world Null and Void
Before you turn off the lights,
And lock the door.
For mom and god and apple pie
We'll rule the land the sea and sky
Thanks we gave
To still be alive
Today we march
10 klicks times five
Kick the shit out of those ragheads, laddies
You know they are the baddies
Non-believers are they
So we'll take their countrys' away
For dad and jesus and turkey
We'll deny the high ground
And take their artillery
We'll stomp out their poppy
(And you can bet we won't be sloppy)
Kick the shit out of those ragheads, laddies
You know they are the baddies
Non-believers are they
We'll take their countrys' away
Boo-Yah!
Boo-Yah!
Boo-Yah!!!
Ode to the US Special Forces attacking Pakistan through Afghanistan, Thanksgiving Day 2011
The clock is ticking
My finger is slipping
And I'm just itching
To drop my load
Down in Pakistan
Then head back to Afganistan
Want to be home in Indieann
Got my orders from above
Mitt's got a hair trigger finger
And I'm taking no prisoners
Down in Pakistan
Down in Pakistan
Down in Pakistan
I'm a regular joe
that's what I got
I live in the park
I sleep in a lot
If you look at my life,
It ain't too hot
So I drink til I'm drunk
Then I just don't stop
I'm a regular joe
That's all I got
If you look at my life
It ain't so hot
So I drink til I'm drunk
And then I just don't stop
Gimme that gimme that
Gimme that thing
Or if you ain't want to
I'm crawling back to my cave
If it takes two to tango
It always
Takes one to know One
He said to noone
If too many have too few
And too few have too many
There's gonna be some changes come
So gimme that gimme that
Gimme that big fat thing
Who-oo-oo-oo is Mr Brown?)
Mr Brown is a clown who rides through town in a coffin
(Where is he found?)
In the coffin where there is
Three crows on top and two is laughing
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found
From Mandeville to Slygoville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
From Mandeville to Slygoville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I wanna know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
O-o-oh, calling duppy conqueror,
I'm the ghost-catcher!
This is your chance, oh big, big Bill bull-bucka,
Take your chance! Prove yourself! Oh, yeah!
Down in parade
People runnin like a masquerade
The police make a raid,
But the - oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The thing get fade
What a thing in town
Crows chauffeur-driven around,
Skankin' as if they had never known
The man they call "Mr Brown"
I can't tell you where he's from now
From Mandeville to Slygoville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
From Mandeville to Slygoville
Them crazy, them crazy
We gonna chase those crazy
Baldheads out of town
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of town
I and I build a cabin
I and I plant the corn
Didn't my people before me
Slave for this country
Now you look me with a scorn
Then you eat up all my corn
We gonna chase those crazy baldheads
Chase them crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town
Build your penitentiary, we build your schools
Brainwash education to make us the fools
Hate is your reward for our love
Telling us of your God above
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy bunkheads
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town
Here comes the conman
Coming with his con plan
We won't take no bribe, we got stay alive
We gonna chase those crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town
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What is right for you
Is right with you
Right here and now
In every now,
if you can see
Through the static and
Filter out the spam
It becomes automatic
the instant realization
Of Truth and Love.
Free of illusion
Love is Everywhere