1. |
American Day
06:22
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9-11 thousands dead.
A list just too long to be read.
Wakefield, Brookfield add 14.
Red Lake Shooter was just 16.
Just another American Day...
Goletta Postal Worker Jen
killed seven and herself back then.
Seems there's Murder every day.
So commonplace, you have to say
Just another American Day...
This is where we are today.
Another story of Gunplay.
Nothin' to see here. Nothin' to say
It's Just another American Day.
Just another American Day...
Virginia Tech, Sandy Hook.
Hardly worth a second look.
D.C. Shooter, boring news.
Gimme something I can use.
Just another American Day...
Florida Nightclub 2016.
Same old story, same old scene.
Vegas Shooting, Sutherland Springs,
Look for more important things.
Just another American Day...
Where's the news? The why & the when.
Watch it live on CNN
Next week's shooting sponsored by:
Budweiser for your average guy.
Just another American Day...
So tell me now, who should care?
Daily shootings aren't so rare.
Livin' on the edge since birth.
We're limiting our time on earth.
Just another American Day...
Tragedy our daily bread.
Statistics are only for the dead.
Worry not if you miss a day.
There's always another reason to say
Just another American Day...
Who should care, who should pay?
They'll be another anyway.
Turn off the news, look away.
It's just another American Day.
Just another American Day.
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Old times were glorious.
And for them I thank you.
Fields of pure joy.
That we kept running through.
In another place.
At another time.
I can see your face.
You were running all the time.
Now and again.
I trip back to those days.
And say remember when.
And laugh at our old ways.
In another place. In another place.
At another time. At another time.
I can see your face. I can see your face
You were running all the time. You were running all the time.
In another place. In another place.
At another time. At another time.
I can see your face. I can see your face
You were running all the time. You were running all the time.
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3. |
Move This Way
03:17
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I feel.
I feel something inside.
But all my life, I felt that I should run & hide.
With you.
I got a reason to live.
But you take it all & now I got nothin' to give.
It's so hard.
Living this way.
But I don't want yo back. I'm tired of the games you play.
In my dreams I got something to say.
Come on little woman I want to see you move this way.
Move this way.
Move it Move it Move your little hiny honey.
Move this way.
Move it Move it Move your little hiny honey.
I feel.
I feel something inside.
I feel something inside.
But all my life, I felt that I should run & hide.
In my dreams I got something to say.
Come on little woman I want to see you move this way.
In my dreams I got something to say.
Come on little woman I want to see you move this way.
Move this way
Move this way
Move this way
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4. |
Scared World
06:06
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Congratulations. Don't know how we fucked it up so bad.
Well done. You've done it now. There's no joy to be had.
Everything is hands-off. No one takes the blame.
No accountability, for fear it ends in shame.
Police are now Handcuffed, ironic is the flaw.
Ending up on YouTube, when they try to keep the law.
So the Troublemakers get to party with impunity.
Giving little thought to their brothers, or Community.
It's a Scared Word we're living in.
A Scared World, no way to win,
It's a Scared World born from sin
It's a Scared, Scared World.
Politically Correct is the order of the day.
Don't want nobody butt-hurt, especially the Gay.
Call in sick to work, take a Mental Health Day.
Cherrypick your email so you have more time to play.
No one wants a hot potato unless it comes with fries
Pass each issue down the line, adding to the lies.
Pride is what we used to take when working at our jobs.
It's only used now for parades to ridicule the snobs.
It's a Scared Word we're living in.
A Scared World, no way to win,
It's a Scared World born from sin
It's a Scared, Scared World.
It's not what you do, it's who you know.
Play the race card & you're good to go.
Work the system, get your way.
Live the lie another day.
It's a Scared Word we're living in.
A Scared World, no way to win,
It's a Scared World born from sin
It's a Scared, Scared World.
It's a Scared Word we're living in.
A Scared World, no way to win,
It's a Scared World born from sin
It's a Scared, Scared World.
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5. |
Take Me In
03:04
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Long way the vertical motion.
Falling down to the sea.
Feelings of magical emotion.
And the many lost are you & me.
Don't take me out
Don't take me out, take me in, take me in.
Don't take me out
Don't take me out, take me in, take me in.
Small seeds rollin' down the highway.
I hope you're goin' my way & I'll see you again.
Different needs every one of us.
It's a miracle our two highways met.
If you miss one bus.
If you turn that way.
If you look to the sky
in a different way.
Maybe you would've met someone much cooler than me.
Years go slowly by the wayside.
Damned if you do & damned if you don't.
How much longer can we hide
from a truth that won't.
Don't take me out, take me in, take me in.
Don't take me out, take me in, take me in.
Don't take me out, take me in, take me in.
Don't take me out, take me in, take me in...
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6. |
Sorrow Heals
04:29
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Deep sadness is beautiful.
It reminds us of when we try.
It's real & can't be denied when you give it all
& realize that all is nothing.
That's when sorrow heals.
Sorrow heals...
Sorrow heals...
Remove the grey veil.
And look deep into the blue wells of despair.
It is nothing but appearance.
It's not really there.
The hurt is yourself, tricking you without mercy.
Come down of the cross & throw the wood in the fire, coz sorrow heals.
Sorrow heals...
Just what are we learning, the world is still turning.
Sorrow heals...
Desire still burning, forever we're yearning.
Sorrow heals...
So what are we learning, the world keeps on turning.
Like a beautiful desire to live again.
In a child-like state.
And love you would admire
Sorrow heals...
The love's never falling around this way.
Sorrow heals...
I live for the sun, I live for the day.
Sorrow heals...
And if you'd like to come with me.
Sorrow heals...
We'll live together endlessly.
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7. |
Train Selecter
04:02
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I see you there, making your play
Hoping nobody sees you
Your so transparent in your obvious way
Your plan is too easy to see thru.
Looking around, nervously now hoping nobody clues in
You re a no good motherfuckin Train Selector and you're simply just not gonna win.
You re a TRAIN selector
Crowd Defector
I'm calling you out on the floor
Seat Protector
Line up Rejector
Always waiting just 1 train more.
You're a Train Selector
fake pretender
I'll put you in a world of pain
Train Selector
fuckin train selector
Get yer ass on the motherfuckin train!
Still you remain, 10 trains passed
You planning on spending the night?
You're insane in the brain, and you oughtta be gassed.
coz bitch, you just ain't right
Train after train you stand in your place.
The clock keeps just ticking on
Have you no shame what it is with you bitch? Gonna stay there till the dawn?
Who's the real Train Selecter. Please, won't someone tell me so?
Who is the real Train Selecter, he's the only one that he knows.
He's the Train Selecter
Who's the Train Selecter.
Who's the Train Selecter.
He's the one & only Train Selecter.
And he goes on with just one hitch.
You're gonna be dead.
Coz you don't mess with the Train Selecter
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8. |
Homeless Invasion
04:09
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Nelson sleeps alone in a doorway in the summer. Winter he just sleeps in his home.
No one there to help him heal or to recover.
There are reasons why he lives on his own.
Turn your head, look away instead.
Just walk right on by.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
Changing his location when the
cops sweep the street, trading in his dignity for something to eat.
Turn your head, look away instead.
Just walk right on by.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
The million man March was not supposed to be this.
An Army of the great unwashed, the smell of sweat and piss.
So drink your mocha latte as you text to your Wife.
Order that Pate nevermind the afterlife.
It's a bigger game. And you're not to blame.
Don't try to guess why that out on the streets they die.
Well, it's a sad state we all are in.
With no one ELSE to blame but ourselves.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
When people's lives are put on the shelf.
Round & round they go,
It's a Homeless Invasion.
The Volunteers, The easy Tears, Retired dears & Social Workers.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
Build more shelters & then more will come, there's just no way to win.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
Turn your head, look away instead.
Just walk right on by.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
Turn your head, look away instead.
Just walk right on by.
It's a Homeless Invasion.
Turn your head, look away instead.
Just walk right on by.
It's a Homeless Invasion...
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9. |
The Witching Hour
04:24
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Just no way to fight the power.
Losing more with every hour.
They can't take away the dream.
Never is as bad as it seems.
They don't say nothin' bout the truth gone bad.
They don't say nothin' bout the love gone bad.
They don't say nothin' bout the home we had.
We're cynical old men that make us so sad.
Never lose the things we need.
Always something else to feed.
What they thought we never knew.
Ignorantly never grew.
They don't say nothin' bout the truth gone bad.
They don't say nothin' bout the love gone bad.
They don't say nothin' bout the home we had.
We're cynical old men that make us so sad.
In the Witching Hour.
Ohhhhhhh...
In the Witching Hour.
Ohhhhhhh...
Artificial is the new wave.
Not another Whale we could save.
Save us from our evil ways.
Nothing changes when we pray.
They don't say nothin' bout the truth gone bad.
They don't say nothin' bout the love gone bad.
They don't say nothin' bout the home we had.
We're cynical old men that make us so sad.
In the Witching Hour.
Ohhhhhhh...
In the Witching Hour.
Ohhhhhhh...
Just no way to fight the power.
Losing more with every hour.
They can't take away the dream.
Never is as bad as it seems.
In the Witching Hour.
Ohhhhhhh...
In the Witching Hour.
Ohhhhhhh...
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10. |
The Big Parade
03:59
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Yes I see, who I am.
I'm s Servant, not a man.
And I'm waitin' for the big parade.
Banners flowing,
Children knowing.
Nothing showing,
World keeps going.
Waitin' for the big parade...
Waitin' for the big parade.
Now we know,
where we are.
It's somewhere below the stars.
We're just waitin' for the big parade.
And we wish we could see,
the truth clear & free.
But we're waitin' for the big parade.
Banners flowing,
Children knowing.
Nothing showing,
World keeps going.
Waitin' for the big parade...
Waitin' for the big parade.
Yes I see, who I am.
I'm s Servant, not a man.
And I'm waitin' for the big parade.
And I'm waitin' on the big parade.
And we're waitin' for the big parade.
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11. |
Omarosa
03:10
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12. |
Led to Believe
03:36
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God made the earth. one plus one is two.
Pluto's a planet & the sky is blue.
Reach for the stars & you'll surely achieve.
These are the things we've been led to believe.
Led to believe
Led to believe
It's all based on how you choose to perceive.
Led to believe
The death of the truth is what we all grieve.
Who is the enemy, who is our friend?
Is there no truth left to defend?
Nothing but questions & nowhere to turn.
Turn up the gas & let the earth burn.
Respect the Teacher because she is right.
Obey the Preacher who creeps in the night.
Mind your manners & don't be naive.
These are the things we've been led to believe.
Led to believe
Led to believe
It's all based on how you choose to perceive.
Led to believe
The death of the truth is what we all grieve.
Led to believe
It's all based on how you choose to perceive.
Led to believe
The death of the truth is what we all grieve.
Led to believe
It's all based on how you choose to perceive.
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13. |
Spirit
04:35
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I know I don't belong here, I never really did.
This body's just a cover for my spirit trapped within.
I finally have to answers to the questions that I seek.
I was never meant to be here in this form that is so weak.
I don't know where I came from, or where I do belong.
So my spirit's crying out to escape with this song.
I can't relate to people, don't understand their ways.
I have so many questions about how they spend their days.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Trapped within this shell of mortal flesh & bone
I know that on this earth I will never find my home.
So I come from the father who awaits us all it seems.
My spirit journeys upward every night in my dreams.
Sentenced to my time in a slowly failing shell
Punished for my crime on this earth that is hell
This thing that people strive for, I believe they call it love.
They'll do such awful things all for the sake of.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Money, sex & violence, shortsightedness & greed.
Survival of the fattest, but not enough to feed.
Working all the day, scraping to get by.
Doing as they say, never asking why.
Expanding their horizons always wanting more.
The question to another nation becomes war.
I finally understand this casing drawing breath
No longer do I fear the ending we call death.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh.
The Spirit's calling.
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14. |
Bring You Down
03:05
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You hate me it's clear to see
I hate you too for hatin' on me.
The game is on, let's go to town.
We'll see what it takes to bring you down.
Bring you down
Bring you down
Rat me out behind my back.
Carefully plotting your attack.
Stick the knife in, turn it 'round.
It's enough to bring you down.
Bring you down
Bring you down
Boss loves you, so you say.
So why do you need to remind me each day.
You're untouchable, just my luck.
Someone has pics of who you fucked.
Play the game just for awhile
You're the queen of your little pile.
Set me up to take the fall
Another victim on your wall.
Bring you down
Bring you down
Hack away with your petty shit.
I really don't want Nunavut.
I see your plot I see your scheme.
Tryin' to make me quit, Ha! It's a dream.
You're nothin' new no big story.
Just a boring tale, all blood & Gory.
Keep on trying' if you must
Poke the needle with each thrust.
Bring you down
Bring you down
Late to work, early to leave.
You answer to no one, 'coz no one believes.
It's all about you. Can't see past your nose.
But there'll come a day, you know how it goes.
Keep tryin' if you must to force me on out.
I'm stayin' right here if you have any doubt.
I'm goin' nowhere, I'm sticking around
I'll do what it takes to bring you down.
Bring you down
Bring you down
Bring you down
Bring you down
Bring you down
Bring you down
Bring you down
Bring you down...
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15. |
White Reserves
03:26
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White Reserves, White Reserves,
They're puttin' them all on White Reserves.
White Reserves, White Reserve,
The White man's gettin' what he deserves.
Well, a couple hundred years or further in the past.
The White Man came in droves from a foreign land so vast.
Soon the native sons began to feel the pinch.
As the white plague spread like fire, consuming every inch.
Well now the tables have turned.
And he's getting what he deserves.
They're gettin' ready to put them all on White Reserves.
With floodgates fully opened, the immigrants poured in.
The Caucasian reign is over as their numbers growin' thin.
White Reserves, White Reserves,
They're puttin' them all on White Reserves.
White Reserves, White Reserve,
The White man's gettin' what he deserves.
Wearin' shoes that fit on the other foot, it seems.
The White man given up on his hopes & his dreams.
Not a word of Engrish is spoken anywhere.
The cities all awash in a sea of black hair.
The White man left to wander the purpose that it serves,
as they find themselves cast out & put on White Reserves.
White Reserves, White Reserves,
They're puttin' them all on White Reserves.
White Reserves, White Reserve,
The White man's gettin' what he deserves.
White Reserves, White Reserves,
They're puttin' them all on White Reserves.
White Reserves, White Reserve,
The White man's gettin' what he deserves.
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16. |
Be Who You Are
03:20
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Be who you are.
Never look back too far.
Never too far ahead.
There's love in the things we said.
Be who you are.
There's no time to compromise.
Step from afar.
Never believe the lies.
There's no logic in emotion.
It's your turn to fly.
Loyalty in our devotion
There till the day we die.
Be who you are.
No one can take away.
The magical morning star
That brightens your every day.
There's no logic in emotion.
It's your turn to fly.
Loyalty in our devotion
There till the day we die.
Be who you are.
Be who you are.
Be who you are.
Never pretend.
To be hated for who you are
is better than loved for who you're not in the end.
There's no logic in emotion.
It's your turn to fly.
Loyalty in our devotion
There till the day we die.
Be who you are.
Be who you are.
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Dan Druff - lead vocals, keyboards
Pete Moss - Guitars, backing vocals
Paul McGrannate - vocals, keyboards & synthesizers
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