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Let's get metaphysical
Let's ride upon the mystery
Let love be the highest hope
Let our peace be the victory

 

Building up and tearing back down
Sometimes we're going nowhere
From one form into another
We find change is always right there

 

Let's get metaphysical, let's get metaphysical
Let's ride upon the mystery, let's ride upon the mystery
Let love be the highest hope, let love be the highest hope
Let our peace be the victory, let our peace be the victory

 

Truth was there, but our hearts drew back
So afraid to look within
We knew the price we had to pay
The quest was about to begin

 

Let's get metaphysical, let's get metaphysical
Let's ride upon the mystery, let's ride upon the mystery
Let love be the highest hope, let love be the highest hope
Let our peace be the victory, let our peace be the victory

 

Let's get metaphysical
So aware and so mystical
Let's ride upon the mystery
Over all we can find in life
Let love be the highest hope
At the end of a burning rope
Let our peace be the victory
Over all the battles in life

 

Let's get metaphysical
So aware and so mystical
Let's ride upon the mystery
Over all we can find in life

Let's get metaphysical
So aware and so mystical

 

Let's ride upon the mystery
Over all we can find in life
Let love be the highest hope
At the end of a burning rope
Let our peace be the victory
Over all the battles in life

 

Let's get metaphysical

So aware and so mystical
Let's ride upon the mystery
Over all we can find in life
 

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VERSE 1:
It’s my pleasure to welcome you
To your new home in apartment two
With one bedroom and a splendid view
Just don’t forget when the rent is due
We expect all residents to
Abide by tenancy rules
Keep quiet, keep clean, keep telling the truth
Present evidence of any elements who
Have better to do than to comply
With our societal requirements
Those who stay in line
Might just survive until retirement
Pay no mind as I enquire just
Why the other night you went
To the laundry room to hide
An item in the dryer, friend?
This block is state-provided
And you’d be wise to be grateful
Side with every regulation and you’ll find food on the table
It’s not a state, provided
You find decadence is wasteful
It’s been perfect since the state decided
What décor is tasteful
As property manager my job is sorting the utilities
Disposal of the garbage and the laundering facilities
Why would I compile a full report on your activities?
I’m just a standard landlord…
Glory to the Ministry
 
CHORUS:
Lock the doors and close the curtains, hold your breath lest you should speak your sins
But you can’t keep a secret from the building that you keep it in
Befriend your fellow tenants, show a smile and keep it pleasant
But know everyone’s a friend until you need to turn some people in I
t’s the breathing on the phone hiding just beneath the tone
It’s the things that shift when no one’s home
Well, you may be on your own but you’ll never be alone
Yes, we all live here, but it’s no one’s home
 
VERSE 2:
To get through the day,
It behoves you to play by the rules and behave
Do the state preapprove all the tunes that you play?
When alone in a room, well to whom do you pray?
Assume that your neighbours are moving away
When the black van comes in the night
And you’re numb to the sight
Of another one fumbling for somewhere to hide
As their wife just runs for their life
‘Fore the ones with the guns can arrive
And they’re gone ‘fore the sun can arise
To a government provided bunker for some realignment
It’s just fine, you can trust it’s a wonderful time
Just go about your business normally
No one’s following, I’m not recording
Your paranoia is awfully boring
According to all of your friends that talk to me
Most importantly please speak clear when you’re broadcasting
Your honest thoughts on the law or economy
My provided mics are tiny
And I can’t transcribe properly
Should you ever behold Me with my peepers pressed to a keyhole
You can trust I’m just checking the tumblers for rust
I’m a custodian not a Ministry mole
Settle in for a night on the couch
No questioning what that red light is about
Now bleeping on your ceiling since the time you went out
It’s just a little gaslighting, put aside any doubts
You’re fine in your house so confide to your spouse any crimes carried out
Any tiny amount of new ideas found just a mite out of bounds
Cause I’m writing them down in a timestamped account
What’s it matter, every night or two?
If I sneak in, have a rifle through
But depending what I find well you’ll
Be faced with another kind of rifle too
Privacy is the cry of the Defiant to compliancy
But grease my palm and I might not see
Those books they banned from the libraries
What do you mean that that’s not yours?
It appeared one night in your cabinet drawers?
I have to report it, I regret
But of course, I could forget
Societal ideals are reliably pliable
So the rise of a tyrant becomes entirely viable
You’ll find that the spying is really quite justifiable
Why are you crying when it’s your blind eye that’s liable?
Handy landlord here to fix your ventilation whistling
Too many questions and it’s not the air that needs conditioning
That telephone’s not tampered with
Of course it isn’t listening
But were it, it prefers the words:
‘Glory to the Ministry’
 
 
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  • 3 weeks later...

Talkin' to myself again
Wonderin' if this travelin' is good
Is there something else a' doin'
We'd be doin' if we could

 

But all the stories we could tell
If it all blows up and goes to hell
I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some motel
Listen to the stories we could tell

 

Stared at that guitar in that museum in Tennessee
Nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies
Scars upon the face told of all the times he fell
Singin' all the stories he could tell

 

All the stories he could tell
And I'll bet you it still rings like a bell
I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some motel
And listen to the stories it could tell

 

So if you're on the road trackin' down your every night
Playin' for a livin' beneath brightly colored lights
If you ever wonder why you ride the carousel
You do it for the stories you can tell

 

All the stories we could tell
And if it all blows up and goes to hell
I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some motel
Just listen to the stories we could

 

Yes, I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel
And listen to the stories it could tell

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It was late in the evenin'
Just a few of us pickin',
But the lady she played
So easy and fine.
And the chords that she strummed
Were so tastefully clever,
They planted this song in my mind.
 
Cause there's somethin' so feminine,
About a mandolin,
The way that they feel,
The way that they ring.
Just to see slender fingers,
Movin' so fluid,
Made this poor heart to sing.
 
And when I get older
And I have a daughter,
I'll teach her to sing
And play her my song
And I'll tell her some stories
I can barely remember
And hope that she will sing along.
 
Maybe one day
She'll take a fancy to pickin',
'Cause when that bug bites you,
You live with the string.
And if she could just strum
A few simple measures
She could make some young man sing.
 
Cause there's somethin' so feminine
About a mandolin.
The way that they feel, the way that they ring.
And that evening in a pasture,
Somewhere near Austin.
That mandolin made me sing,
Her mandolin made me sing.
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Sun in the darkness
Of an alien sea
Legions of shadows
Wash over me

 

They came with the moonlight
Like lycanthropy
Took my senses
Away from me

 

Don’t you ask me how I feel
‘Cause I don’t feel fine
A cruel wind that crossed my mind
Left me blind

 

It happens at midnight
When the full moon is high
Spirits in darkness
Pass me by

 

They hide in the shadows
Something unseen
In every moment
And in between

 

Don’t you ask me how I feel
‘Cause I don’t feel fine
A cruel wind that crossed my mind
Left me blind

 

Don’t you say that it’s alright
‘Cause it’s not all right
Dark days, forever nights
Forever


Sun in the darkness
Of an alien sea
Oceans of shadows
Carry me

 

Dark is the moonlight
On an empty marquee
No more pictures
Nothing to see

 

Don’t you ask me how I feel
‘Cause I don’t feel fine
A cruel wind that crossed my mind
Left me blind

 

Don’t you say that it’s alright
‘Cause it’s not all right
Dark days, forever nights
Forever

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Whoa, lookin' back at my background
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here
Some things are still a mystery to me
While others are much too clear
I'm just livin' in the sunshine
Stay contented most of the time
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis
Sing me their Texas rhymes

 

Most of the people who retire in Florida
Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch
And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys
I hate those bastards so much
I wish a summer squall would blow them all
The way up to fantasy land
Yeah they're ugly and square, they don't belong here
They looked a lot better as beer cans

 

Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out there
They never even seen the clues
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our part
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

 

Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine
If I hadn't learned how to sing
And on top of all that I got married too early
'Cost me much more than a ring
But now those crazy days are over
Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done
I came off the rebound, started lookin' around
Figured out it's time to have a little fun

 

Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out there
They never even seen the clues
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our part
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

 

Well now if I ever live to be an old man
I'm gonna sail down to Martinique
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit
And an African parakeet
And then I'll sit him on my shoulder
And open up my trusty old mind
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss
And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine

 

Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out there
They never even seen the clues
Yeah but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our part
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

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Legal problems gettin' thick and hazy
Look at the people gettin' rich and crazy
Locked up in mansions on the top of a hill
Someone needs to tell them 'bout overkill

 

Overkill, overkill
Such a megalo-modern problematic ill
Climb too fast and shove too hard
You'll be pushin' up the daisies in the old bone yard


I went found the truth in the Himilayas
Bundled up half-frozen munchin' Milky Way-as
Found a shaman in a diaper with a poppy pot
When I asked if he was cold he said, "I just think hot."

 

Overkill, overkill
Such a megalo-modern problematic ill
Climb too fast and shove too hard
You'll be pushin' up the daisies in the old bone yard


Out in Hollywood, the paper money rolls
They feed their egos, instead of their souls
A million here, a million there, a mindless corporate dance
Gettin' paid for f------ off in the south of France
They don't do the shows, but they act like the stars
They fly around in G4's and suck on big cigars
It ain't about the talent, it ain't about the skill
It's all about the silly stupid horses--- deal

 

Overkill, overkill
Such a megalo-modern problematic ill
Climb too fast and shove too hard
You'll be pushin' up the daisies in the old bone yard

I got no corporate gig, I got no guru
I don't own the ocean front in Honolulu
You write the big checks, but I pay your bills
Now someone's got to tell you 'bout overkill

 

Overkill, overkill
Such a megalo-modern problematic ill
Climb too fast and shove too hard
You'll be pushin' up the daisies in the old bone yard

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Starlight
Gaze out
Walkabout
International dark sky park

 

Desert
Twilight
Second sight
International dark sky park

 

Relate
Reach out
Fathom what life is all about
Each atom cut from the stars

 

When I'm in need of some perspective
I find my place in the jeweled collective
Daylight glare blinding me
Only after dark may I clearly see

 

Look up
Breathe out
Walkabout
International dark sky park

 

I wanna be in zero G
International dark sky park

 

Relate
Reach out
Fathom what life is all about
Each atom cut from the stars

 

In the light of pure perfection
Troublеs are so very small
Planetary sanctuary
I touch
I can rеflect it all
Envision
Envision
(Ignite the spark)
Vision in vision
We have transmission after dark
Andromeda
Dog Star splendor
Horizon lightening
Distant thunder
A canvas for creation theory
Now the hunter's in the southern sky

 

Have you really travelled so many light years to find us
So confused and so careless
In desperate need of awareness

Our pale blue dot
Dangling in the crossfires
Unravelling
(Reeling and reeling)
But what of the healing

 

In the light of pure perfection
Troubles are so very small
Planetary sanctuary
We touch
Retrace
Embrace it all
Envision
Envision
(Ignite the spark)
Vision in vision
(Point of ignition)
Envision
Envision
(Ignite the spark)
Vision in vision
Vision our mission
We have transmission after, after dark
After dark

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So everybody's pulling you in all directions
You don't know how much longer to take it
So you've learned how to fake it

 

That smile on the outside's fading fast
Like the things that you thought for sure would last
But they didn't

You know something's missing

 

Is it your life you're not living?

 

Your heart is cold, your soul is numb
You don't like who you've become
You played the game and paid the cost for long enough

 

So grab the reins, take the wheel
Lose what's not and keep what's real
It's not too late
Just close your eyes and feel

 

You can't tell if you're happy or sad
Can't tell the good from bad
You're senseless
To waste your senses

 

Maybe stop thinking with your head
Start using your heart instead
Just try it
You just might like it

 

Aren't you dying to start livin'?

 

Your heart is cold, your soul is numb
You don't like who you've become
You played the game and paid the cost for long enough

 

So grab the reins, take the wheel
Lose what's not and keep what's real
It's not too late
Just close your eyes and feel

 

Every breath that's going thru you
Take each day that's given to you
To love back the ones who love you

 

Your heart is cold, your soul is numb
You don't like who you've become
You played the game and paid the cost for long enough

 

So grab the reins, yeah, take the wheel
Lose what's not and keep what's real
It's not too late,
Just close your eyes and feel, feel

 

You can't tell if you're happy or sad
Can't tell the good from the bad
Feel and stop thinking with your head
Start using your heart instead

 

Your heart is cold, your soul is numb
Yeah, yeah, yeah….
You've played the game for long enough, oh, no, no,
Everybody's pulling you in all directions.

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Sleepless hours and dreamless nights and far aways
Ooh, wishing you were, wishing you were here
Heaven knows and Lord it shows when I'm away
Ooh, wishing you were, wishing you were here

 

Same old show, in a different town, on another time
Ooh, wishing you were, wishing you were here
Even though you're far away, you're on my mind

Ooh, wishing you were, wishing you were here

 

 

And I'd like to change my life, and you know I would
Just to be with you tonight, baby, if I could
But I've got my job to do, and I do it well
Oh, so I guess that's how it is

 

 

On the road, it's a heavy load, but I'll get by
Ooh, wishing you were, wishing you were here
Pay the price, make a sacrifice, and still I'll try
Ooh, wishing you were, wishing you were here

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Tomorrow is teasing me
Time seems to run away from the future
But this could be that lucky day

 

A dream is make believe until
Blood, sweat, and tears turn faith to will
It's gonna take some miracle man
To show there's a way

 

I'm gonna take the Stone of Sisyphus
I'm gonna roll it back to you
Building a wall of stone

 

Sometimes you know what's right
Sometimes wrong is better than nothing
They cast a stone so heavy to turn

 

I believe in a love so true
I believe you get what's coming to you
We get so tired of living a dream
For some other day

 

I'm gonna take the Stone of Sisyphus
I'm gonna roll it back to you
Wall of stone around the two of us
That only angels can break through

 

Looks like it's another of those lonely nights
Will we always be alone
That's never kept me from you
That's never stopped me from the fight

 

I'm gonna take the Stone of Sisyphus
I'm gonna roll it back to you
I'll take the Stone of Sisyphus
Wall of stone around the two of us
I'm gonna roll it back to you

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I was lost in the lakes, and the shapes that your body makes.
 
That your body makes, that your body makes...
 
That your body makes.
 
The mountains said I could find you here.
They whispered the snow and the leaves in my ear.
 
I traced my finger along your trails, your body was the map, I was lost in it.
 
Floating over your rocky spine, the glaciers made you, and now you're mine.
 
I was moving across your frozen veneer. The sky was dark but you were clear.
 
Could you feel my footsteps? And would you shatter, would you shatter, would you?
 
And with your soft fingers between my claws...
 
Like purity against resolve, I could tell, then and there, that we were formed from the clay, and came from the rocks for the earth to display.
 
They told me to be careful up there.

Where the wind blows a venomous rage through your hair.
 
They told me to be careful up there.

Where the wind rages through your hair.
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As the son of a son of a sailor
I went out on the sea for adventure
Expanding the view of the captain and crew
Like a man just released from indenture

 

As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man
I have chalked up many a mile
Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks
And I learned much from both of their styles

 

Son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer

 

Now away in the near future
Southeast of disorder
You can shake the hand of the mango man
As he greets you at the border

 

And the lady she hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices
Salt for your meat, and cinnamon sweet
And the rum is for all your good vices

 

Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind
That our forefathers harnessed before us
Hear the bells ring as the tight rigging sings
It's a son of a gun of a chorus

 

Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends
If I knew I might toss out my anchor
So I cruise along always searchin' for songs
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker

 

But a son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer

 

I'm just a son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains
I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer

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Disembarking at Duvalier Airport
Seeking transportation to town
As the purple ink dried on his passport
He could still feel the eyes look around

 

Messieur ou y le casino?
He spoke to the cabbie and smiled
The driver replied “Vieux ou noveaux?
As he motioned the dark man inside

 

Business in Aruba concluded
He now had a little money to spend
That’s how I came to meet my African friend

 

We were rollin’ the bones several hours
Conversing as most gamblers do
We were calling on all of our powers
Hoping to see the night through

 

But not approving at all of our winning
The pit boss he tugged at his sleeve
Through the whole thing my new friend was grinning
When he motioned it’s time we should leave

 

With our night at the tables behind us
We were ready just to do it again
That’s when I came to know my African Friend

 

But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
A soldier told me I’d better leave
As I stumbled to find me a taxi
I saw a note pinned to my sleeve

 

“It was a pleasure and a hell of an evening
It was truly our night to win
But the authorities insist on my leaving
Take care, my American friend.”

 

With my weekend in Haiti concluded
I now had a little money to spend
That’s when I came to meet my African friend
That’s how I came to know another good friend

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Sinner on the mainland
He's a sinner on the sea
He looks for absolution
Not accountability

 

How many destinations
Oh God he's seen them all
He collects his precious pittance
In every port of call

 

Remittance Man
Black sheep of the family clan
Broke too many rules along the way
Remittance Man
So far away from home
No they'll never understand
The Remittance Man

 

A man of empty pockets
From jingling his change
The idleness and grieving
For all that he retains

 

By the harbour lights of Sydney
Or the Bora Bora moon
He recites his sad confession
To the seagulls and the loons

 

Remittance Man
Black sheep of the family clan
Broke too many rules along the way
Remittance Man
So far away from home
No they'll never understand
The Remittance Man

 

Well you can claim that you were born a prince
But you're the only one you can convince
Survivor with no livelihood
That you could ever make it good
But still you dream of what you can pretend

 

An unexpected passenger
Boarded in Marseilles
An angel full of tenderness
She gave her heart away

 

She was but a gypsy
He was just a stray
They almost made a miracle

But it slowly slipped away

 

So he follows the equator
With a wish to run aground
It's a very vicious circle
Goin' round and round and round

 

And he watches from the fantail
As the mainland disappears
Just like the Flying Dutchman
He's a prisoner of his fears

 

Remittance Man
Black sheep of the family clan
Broke too many rules along the way
Remittance Man
So far away from home
No they'll never understand
No they'll never understand
No they'll never understand
The Remittance Man

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I came from the north, escaping convention
Modern invention that won't let me be
To the shores of St. Martin with my fiction addiction
To restart the fire, a dreamer's remedy

 

Independence Day, and all I remember
Was a midnight rainbow that fell from the sky
As I stand on the beach, I slowly surrender
To the child in me that can't say goodbye

 

The rockets in the air and the people everywhere
Put away their differences for a while
Oh I am still a child when it comes to something wild
Oh that was the night I painted the sky

 

I dug in the sand like a boy on a mission
And there in my hands, a pyro's delight
Un bombardier, a nighttime magician
I sparked the sky as the rockets fly from view

 

The rockets in the air and the people everywhere
Put away their differences for a while
Yes, I am still a child when it comes to something wild
Oh that was the night I painted the sky

 

Oh the mortars they roar in anticipation
Proceeding the sigh of the uplifted eyes
It showers us all in sulfuric sensation
The colors shine and a fiery rhyme tonight

 

The rockets in the air and the people everywhere
Won't you put away your differences for a while
I am but a child when it comes to something wild
Oh that was the night, that was the night
Oh that was the night I painted the sky
Painted the sky
Painted the sky

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Moonlight and magnolia, starlight in your hair
All the world a dream come true
Did it really happen, was I really there, was I really there with you?
 
We lived our little drama

We kissed in a field of white
And stars fell on Alabama last night

 

I can't forget the glamor

Your eyes held a tender light
And stars fell on Alabama last night

 

I never planned in my imagination

A situation so heavenly
A fairy land where no one else could enter
And in the center just you and me, dear

 

My heart beat like a hammer

My arms wound around you tight
And stars fell on Alabama last night
 
We lived our little drama

We kissed in a field of white
And stars fell on Alabama last night

 

I can't forget the glamor

Your eyes held a tender light
And stars fell on Alabama last night

 

I never planned in my imagination 

A situation so heavenly
A fairy land where no one else could enter
And in the center just you and me, dear


My heart beat like a hammer

My arms wound around you tight

And stars fell on Alabama last night

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I rounded first never thought of the worst
As I studied the shortstop’s position
Then crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
Someone call a decent physician

 

I’m no Pete Rose

I can’t pretend
While my mind is quite flexible
these brittle bones don’t bend

 

I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
So let the winds of change blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living then live while I’m dead

 

Sometimes I see me as an old manatee
Heading south as the waters grow colder
He tries to steer clear of the hum drum so near
It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulders

 

That’s how it flows

Right to the end
His body’s still flexible but that
Barnacle brain don’t bend

 

I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
So let the winds of change blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living then live while I’m dead

 

So now don’t get me wrong
This is not a sad song
Just events that I have happened to witness
And time takes it’s toll as we head for the poll
And no one dies from physical fitness

 

That’s how it goes

Right to the end
As the days grow more complicated

The night life still wins

 

I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
So let the winds of change blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living then live while I’m dead

 

Let the winds of change blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living then live while I’m dead

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I never used to miss the chance
To climb up on his knee
Listen to the many tales
Of life upon the sea

 

We'd go sailin' back on barkentines
An' talk of things he did
Tomorrow just a day away
For the captain and the kid

 

His world had gone from sailin' ships
To rakin' mom's backyard
He never could adjust to land
Although he tried so hard

 

We both were growin' older then
Wiser with our years
That's when I came to understand
The course his heart still steered

 

He died about a month ago
While winter filled the air
And though I cried, I was so proud
To love a man so rare

 

He's somewhere on the ocean now
A place he outta be
With one hand on the starboard rail
He's wavin' back at me

 

I never used to miss the chance
To climb up on his knee
Listen to his many tales
Of life upon the sea

 

We'd go sailin' back on barkentines
Talk of things he did
The world was just a day away
For the captain and the kid
For the captain
And this kid

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Alert, alert
DJ Crazy Times
If you want parties to be making, have some noise
Bratislava, all the women in the world
Let me see your beautiful faces
Oh, I've got an idea... world peace!
When the pleasure is a dream on a secret love
And the people want to make a fun
We are losing control on a floor tonight
Take your heart into a unicorn
If the sky is not green, but the sky is blue
Have a passion in a million way
Touch it, make it twice before I cry
Heaven is a time today!

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
 
Put your hands up in the air
All of the dream (c'mon, c'mon)
How does it mean? (Let's go, everybody go)
When the rhythm is glad (c'mon, c'mon)
There is nothing to be sad (that's right, that's right)
Danger and dance (c'mon, c'mon)
Clapping the hands (electric, electric)
When we out in the space
On the planet of the
 
Bass
Life, it never die
Women are my favorite guy
Sex, I'm wanting more
Tell the world, stop the war
Boom! Hear the bass go zoom
Have a body, feel the groove
Cyber system overload
Everybody movement!
All of the dream (let's go, everybody go)
How does it mean? (Put your hands in the air right now)
When the rhythm is glad (c'mon, c'mon)
There is nothing to be sad (yeah, oh yeah)
Danger and dance (woo)
Clapping the hands
When we out in the space
On the planet of the
 
Bass
Hello, are you at phone?
Yes it's true, yes it's true
Are you the girl of the love?
Yes, I am a girl
I love you and feel groove
I love you too
I want the sex on the phone
I am so alone in the night
Goodbye
Goodbye
And tonight I will never die
That is good to me as well as that
Oh-oh-whoa-oh-la-di-da (yeah, c-come on)
La-di-da-di-da-ha ah ah (tonight, yeah)
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Carry forth as a guardian to Kingdom Come
With your daggers of the spirit
Let the dagger run

 

With the Fist of Fire
Be the master now
As the darkness of ages past

 

Riches silver and gold
In the liquid sea
Cast a net can you catch
So you can't see me

 

As in death you can climb
Higher thru the sky
Show your wings
Surely you can fly

 

Fly away past the guardian to Kingdom Come
See the miracle of life
Disappear it's gone

 

Go carry your silver ships of light
Go carry your silver ships of light

 

Go carry your silver ships of life
Go carry your silver ships of life
Go carry your silver ships of life

 

Keep the fire in your hand
It won't let you drown
As you fly with your wings
Won't come falling down
See the flower of youth
Disappear on high
As you gather your true wings
About to fly

 

To be ready
To be strong
Make it run
This righteous
This wrong
This right
This love

 

This is how nature controls
The way of all things

 

This is how the angels sing
Not afraid
No, not afraid
Not afraid of this or that
Not afraid

 

Carry forth as a guardian to Kingdom Come
With the ghost
And the spirit
Let the fire run

 

Thru the darkest age
We can surely fly
Thru the darkest age
With the Fist Of Fire
Thru the darkest age
With the Fist of Fire

Thru the darkest age
With the Fist of Fire

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Yo ho, yo ho
The seas forever roll
Yo ho, yo ho
'Til I'm naught but skull and bones
Yo ho


From outcast to kingpin
Was born up on the sea
Ne'er was meant to walk the land
A pirate's life for me

Avast ye whining, up the sails
Don't speak to mutiny
Or find yourself a'wantin' quarter
Bottom of the sea

 

Among the shoals of Saint Anne
To the eastern shores
I'll take my chances on the wind
To loot and plunder scores
Our flag it stands for us alone
And no one else around
We owe our honor to the sea
And not to any crown

 

Yo ho, yo ho
The seas forever roll
Yo ho, yo ho
The winds forever blow
Long after I've met Davy Jones
'Til I'm naught but skull and bones
Yo ho

 

So, me bullies, bottoms up
Raise the sails and drink with me
Here's to us!
"Live long and long live piracy"
Bring her round into the white
If treasure's to be found
A pirate's life or nothing else
'Til the ship she's goin' down

 

Yo ho, yo ho
The seas forever roll
Yo ho, yo ho
The winds forever blow
Long after I've met Davy Jones
'Til I'm naught but skull and bones
Yo ho


Heave ho, me hearties one by one

(Heave ho, me hearties one by one)
A pirate's life until we're done

(A pirate's life until we're done)
Heave ho, me hearties bring her round

(Heave ho, me hearties bring her round)
A pirate's life for me I've found

(A pirate's life for me I've found)

 

Yo ho, yo ho
The seas forever roll

(Skull and bones)
Yo ho, yo ho
The winds forever blow

(Skull and bones)
Long after I've met Davy Jones
'Til I'm naught but skull and bones

(Skull and bones)
Yo ho

 

Yo ho, yo ho
The seas forever roll

(Skull and bones)
Yo ho, yo ho
The winds forever blow

(Skull and bones)
Long after I've met Davy Jones
'Til I'm naught but skull and bones

(Skull and bones)

Yo ho

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Goodbye Colorado

Goodbye Arizone
Goodbye Nevada

Goodbye New Mexico
God bless the west

Texas yes, you know I'll miss you so
So it's goodbye Colorado

Boys I'm headed home


It's been a long hard year
Who knows when it might end
And this reign hangin' over us
Might break but it won't bend

 

So its good by Louisiana

Goodbye Oklahome
Goodbye Nebraska
Goodbye Ohio
God bless the rest

Kansas yes, you know I'll miss you so
So it's goodbye Louisiana

Boys I'm headed home


I made my home in these ancient lands
Yearning to breathe free
Tempest tossed by the mother of exiles
Now I take my leave

 

So it's goodbye Colorado

Goodbye Arizone
Goodbye Montana

Goodbye sweet Idaho
God bless the west

Texas yes, you know I'll miss you so
So it's goodbye Colorado

Boys I'm headed home
Goodbye Colorado

Boys I'm headed home

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You got me on the line, there's nothing I can do
You're baitin' up the switch and I'm falling for that too
You got me playing your game, I'm breaking my own rules
You got me on the line, there's nothing I can do

 

So you can break my heart like I know you're gonna
You can tear me up like I know you can
You can eat me alive like I know you wanna
But it's better than never even having a chance

 

I can tell by the look in your eyes
That you've already planned your goodbyes
It doesn't make much sense and I know it won't fly
But we might as well give it try


I should get out while I can but that's never been my style
I'm just a runner up when we could be running wild
I could walk away now, seek the remedy and miles
I should get out while I can but that's never been my style

 

So you can break my heart like I know you're gonna
You can tear me up like I know you can
You can eat me alive like I know you wanna
But it's better than never even having a chance

 

I can tell by the look in your eyes
That you've already planned your goodbyes
It doesn't make much sense and I know it won't fly
But we might as well give it try

 

So you can break my heart like I know you wanna
You can tear me up like I know you can
You can eat me alive like I know you gonna
What is better than never even having a chance

 

And I can tell by the look in your eyes
That you've already planned your goodbyes
It doesn't make much sense and I know it won't fly
But we might as well give it try

 

It doesn't make much sense and I know it won't fly
But we might as well give it try

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