THE BEST THINGS NOT IN 34 ALBUMS — 22 TRACKS
Thirty years of writing does not fit into thirty-four albums. This is the thirty-fifth — built entirely from the pieces that did not make the cut, dug back out of the pool, sorted, tiered, and ordered. IDs match NOT IN 34 FINISHED VOL1 (A-codes) and NOT IN 34 BIG CHUNKS VOL1 (B-codes).
◀ BACK TO X SWITCHBOARDA0039 — rank 36
Who both likes and yet doesn't like what they see? Whose brain keeps churning… burning… Learning… but slowly becoming diseased? Yeah... That would be me!
(Bottle me up!)
Who rests their head On a pillow on their bed Wondering out loud 'Bout what the latest book They just read said? Yeah... That would be me!
(Bottle me up!)
Who still speaks out of turn Sharing all that he thinks he's learned Whose always watching out for fires At the risk of being burned? TheLibiterian hippy bear hugging a tree Yeah... That would be me!
(Bottle me up!)
Who knew what once was here Sees what's left and doesn't think it's right or fair... Who can't sleep just stays up all night? Stupidly staring at the world in the mirror? Yeah... That would be me!
(Bottle me up!)
Whose got more quotes than Bill Bryson? More career knock out hits than Mike f&%$ing Tyson Lots of spice in his writings Who keeps it hot like Curry for three? Yeah... That would be me!
(Bottle me up!)
Maybe my ground game Has been taking a pounding But when I go all-out arial I'm flat out astounding! Leaving English teachers Lacking adjectives So they start using nouns as their descriptions Like Ruthian, Dylanesque and now I find I'm Jane's Latest Addiction
(Bottle me up!)
Effectively I've become both the pill and the perscription It's time they bottle me up…. To limit the chance of further infliction
(Bottle me up!)
Got to stop the public from seeking any alternate direction I guess we become free when we're at peace with dying all diseased in the name of fighting the spread of this form of mental infection
(Bottle me up!)
No, there ain't no shame If next to a man's name Is just a year and a date With the words: "Had to face his fate..." Yeah... That would be me!
(Bottle me up!)
[NO ID YET — body currently fused inside A0410 AMERICAN DREAM on FINISHED page — split + ID assignment pending]
Another sleepless night as rain falls from the sky Another cigarette as I ask myself why….
What have I done that's been keeping me awake It's not like I'm a bad man, never a life I did take Grab a beer from the fridge for it helps me to think Though I doubt it'll make me tired it's my last drink
Looking through an open window at the cars passing by Another cigarette as I ask myself why…..
Could be depression or it could be something more Not sure why I'm down there's a lot I'm thankful for I've done more in twenty years than some in a whole life I've already found a beautiful girl who'd make a beautiful wife She's been gone a week but she'll be back here in a day I'd tell you all about her but my love is more than I can say
Another cigarette as I ask myself why…. Why I feel low when I should be high
For the first time in a while I've got myself on track The only time I can remember that they've cut me some slack I'm now moving forward rather than turning back How come I can't get to sleep every time I hit the sack?
Another cigarette…. I know I should quite but I tried Why do I feel like this, like I want to go and hide? I look okay to you 'cause you can't see inside When I say I got something to do then you know I lied I'm the new chairman of the bored 'cause Frank Sinatra died
A0183 — rank 5
I see people in binary code Walk the streets with my head hanging down low Wishing there were just two types of people: People who would get out of my way And people who would leave me alone
I see people in binary code Since there can be only one number one, ya know All these zeroes had best do what they're told: Zeroes, all get out of my way Zeroes, you had better leave me alone
I guess we call it writer's block When you don't ever want to grab a pen again Because everything sucks Lost my gift – my bread and butter Feel so dead that I despise my own father and mother
Pro-choice poster child of the world Empty as an oyster that's lost its pearl Like a unicorn that's lost its horn Devastation is my sole creation Dying inside, I just cried like a little girl Why was I born?
If I could only free myself Then maybe I could reach someone else Yet vanity don't mean anything to me Open your heart and close your eyes It's really the man who makes the clothes So don't believe those magazine lies
So many hide behind some kind of disguise Be it golden watches and three piece suits Or corduroy pants, floppy hat and tie-dies Surely image is something…yeah…image is nothing
This vanity was once so near and dear to me There I said it and you read it but just forget it I could be naked and still walk the streets confidently
What doesn't kill you just defines you As your past creeps up behind you Whatever you run from Is bound to find you
If you check your rear view mirror You will see what is blurry is getting nearer I just can't make it any clearer No magic wand can make it disappear
You can put the pedal to the floor But there ain't no use running any more There's no escape for what's in store
You think to yourself "Will they remember me?" While I rot in my cell inside the penitentiary I came sooooo close to committing the crime of the century
What the hell else does society expect from me? For when a man has lost his dignity Do you really think anything means anything to me?
I see people in binary code Walk the streets with my head down low Wishing there were just two types of people People who would get out of my way And people who would leave me alone
I see people in binary code Since there can be only one number one All these zeroes had best do what they're told Zeroes all get out of my way Zeroes you better leave me alone
A0530 — rank 3
I got a little jeep that barely gets me around Another day, another route in the same old town Walk to the mailbox then walk back to my ride But I always get confused the steering wheels on the wrong side
I work six days a week but it feels more like eight Let me tell you my friend, my life it aint great If it rains they don't care they send me out in the flood While my feet get wet and covered in mud
There's a blizzard out there they don't care out the door I go Nothings stops me from doing my job not rain not sleet nor snow There's a dog chasing me down the driveway trying to bite my ass I got even when he got in front of my jeep I pushed down on the gas
This is the life of a mailman, in case you didn't know I get pushed around by everyone everywhere I go I got done from a hard days work and my boss wants to talk to me When I saw the pink slip in his hand I knew I was history
So I packed up all my stuff and headed out the door Not sure what I'm gonna do but I aint gonna take it anymore I got two kids and two ex-wives and more than my share of bills I got an idea to make things even but still better make out my will I'll go out and buy bullets and guns to satisfy my urge to kill But I got to wait ten days cause of that goddamn Brady Bill
Ten days later I'm back at work Just when they thought the coast was clear Bring the yellow tape, bring the white chalk, I'm listening to the little voices in my ear I got laid off after working here for twelve years So you better run away
Now I'm back at the office and I brought a friend I call him Mr. A.K. He's got a lot of bronze but not much brain His address is at 47 cemetery lane Don't worry, soon you'll all know where he resides You're all gonna die so go ahead and cry Besides You can run, you can hide But I'm already here inside
What I had wasn't much but now there's nothing to lose Now you're all my hostages so which one do I choose? So much to do, so many bullets so little time This is my way of taking back what was once mine
First my boss Joe, get down on a knee I guess it wasn't such a hot idea firing me Nothing to say except hello and goodbye Try sending me a postcard after you die Its about time I put a stamp on your head I think I'll use the Elvis one cause you're both dead
Sam's next, the one I'll shoot This is what he gets for taking my route His turn to meet G.O.D. Sending him to heaven on a C.O.D.
Yes I am bitter and homicidal well that may be But I didn't come here to start an unjust killing spree Think of me as one who's owed coming to collect a fee But I won't be tainted by innocent blood: the rest of you are free
You may think I'm crazy but I'm not the one Its the guy at the store who sold a postal worker a gun As the last body drops it's time for me to run Slip outta here quick before the cops see what I done
You may think I'm crazy but I'm not the one It's the guy at the store who sold a postal worker a gun
A0443 — rank 6
I've given up thinking and dreaming about all my glorious ideals For everything I've set in stone someone somehow comes along and steals The only voices I hear whispering that I allow myself to now listen to Are the echoes of the empty walls inside my mind All that I have left of me where no ones gotten through
It is only inside this cave of soul that I am ever free It is only inside this cave of soul that I am not labeled for being me No more guided tours through the depths of my insides No where to go for the entrance has been chained and boarded up There's nothing for them to hear, feel or see And nothing for anyone that I ever have to show, hide or be
My garden of Eden only lacking trees My garden of Eden that even Adam had to leave My garden of Eden with not a face in the crowd My garden of Eden, my cave, only me, myself and I allowed
When the day comes that everything I worship and know All I've lived for all comes crashing down at my feet I will not seek the comfort of any magical spirit or grace I will stand alone with only a mirror, my face and defeat
Strength can not be found in numbers Only inside a mind full of faded old letters For to work and to slave on every given day Only to pray for some sun just to sit back and take notice That the weather it seems isn't getting any better
In times like this I used to shake my fist Only to wonder at the reason why But when you want not to persist You must find some way to resist Know that if you lose all love Than you shall never again cry
Upon sensing the perfume of defeat You start planning your retreat Forget all modes of transportation Its back to your underground garden So you might as well use your own two feet
My garden of Eden only lacking trees My garden of Eden that even Eve had to leave My garden of Eden with not a face in the crowd My garden of Eden, my cave, only me, myself and I allowed
A0477 — rank 50
I may have just made a girl cry But it made me feel better about myself I let out my inside Before I sunk to doubting myself
I still have yet To ever tell her a lie But I forgot about a promise I made That's going to haunt me 'til I die
I got two paths... That I can take from here And I can't go back... Once the other road disappears
I just made... Myself a little scared It's a big, bad, cold Lonely world out there, yeah!
I just made... Myself a little more blue While wondering what I'm going to do now without you, hmmm?
I just made... Myself a cup of hot tea As my mind marinates Like my lemon in honey
I just made... Myself laugh and crack a little smile As a matter of fact I picked up the phone and perhaps I'll dial
Your number… To hear your voice and say I'm sorry Sometimes I think too much When there's simply no need to worry…
I always keep my promises Well, not all the ones that I make to myself But I always try my darnedest best To keep the ones I make to someone else
B0092 — rank 69
I've been hearing the same songs play On the radio (On my radio)
There's a voice inside my head that says It's time to let her go (But I can't let her go)
I don't want to drift away Or get lost in this Mystic haze that lingers Between both love and pain
I hope she'll see What she's got in me I'm an anchor Not a stone
Still my heart keeps telling me No, no, no, no You can't let her go
Hold out for just one more day So I sit here all alone So I sit here all alone
It's time for me to go home Oh wait, I'm already home
A0470 — rank 48
Never again Never again Never again Will I cut you out…………..it's true
Never again Never again Never again Could I go without…………you
Even though sometimes I might like to….. Cut you out I'll be here until the very end…… I have no doubt
Even if I have to pull what's left of my hair….. Out of my head Sometimes life just isn't that fair….. 'Cause I'll love you 'til I'm dead
I have decided…… That this is my fate A love that's one-sided….. Try carrying that weight
Following the one who guided me…. And helped create Someone who finally confided…. In what was only first rate
It makes no sense to hide it…. There's no longer any debate…
Never again Never again Never again Will I cut you out…….it's true
Never again Never again Never again Could I live without……..you
B0444 — rank 100
I am the voice But of whom? Just whom do I speak for? I'm not even sure if they'd like me to
I am the man that you pass on the street Just the shadow of a man you've yet to meet Yet I do have a voice and a heart and a soul As well as desires not unlike yours
But as you do not see me I begin to doubt I exist I must speak out though most of my kind would resist I wear no flashy clothes I do not care about what's exposed But I assure you my insides sparkle as bright as any diamond And I am not alone, out here we are many, we're just not easy finding
But when we show our true selves then you will always know That you passed us on the sidewalk but never bothered to look us in the eyes You just kept walking with your someplace to go But now that you know who we are you're suddenly surprised?
Maybe you wish you stopped and said hello Maybe you shouldn't assume everyone's your foe Maybe you you're still searching for the love you used to know Maybe you should unplant the seeds you once did sew?
B0113 — rank 4
The unmerry maid washes the floor Feels the cold wind blow through the front door Then she goes and vacuums the stairs Carrying the thought in her mind that life's not fair
She just keeps on sweeping While holding back her weeping At the moment of realization That for her there is no escaping Not even a little vacation
Meanwhile the mayor speaks at the parade Of victory by its team and its players Who won the big game out there on the big stage As everyone celebrates with a smile on their face
The unmerry maid then begins to sweep up the hall Without much great thought about how her life evolved Forgotten are the dreams she once had as a child And how the embers of hope they once glowed wild
She just keeps on sweeping While holding back her weeping At the moment of realization That for her there is no escaping Not even a little vacation
Meanwhile the mayor congratulates the winning team Preaching on and on about how hard work pays When it comes to fulfilling your dreams Yet the unmerry maid never heard a single word that he said
A0182 — rank 23
spoof/inspired by Neil Young's DON'T LET IT BRING YOU DOWN
An old lady in a Lincoln just cut you off 'Cause there's some place she's gotta go Oh man, don't it just piss you off Spilling hot coffee all over your clothes?
And when you finally flipped her off She just stuck up her nose Now I know it happens all the time But it's really getting old....
Somebody once asked me What I do for work I try to restore People's faith in humanity....
Yeah...and it's a fulltime job Because there's just So much work to do How many times You been ripped off? How many times Have you been screwed? Yeah...well me, too
It's those little things in life That tell you all you need to know Little things that'll cut you like a knife Leave you with no place safe to go...
Once I didn't leave my room For almost nine months straight I felt like a child in the womb But at least I was free from hate
Yeah, once I gave up on people I finally said I had had enough I left my boat floating in the water When the paddling got too tough
Cause an old man in a tugboat he cut me off Because there was some place he had to go Oh man, I just got pissed on... By a pelican who thinks I'm a post...
And when I finally flipped her off She just stuck up her nose Now I know it happens all the time But it's really getting old....
That's why I get high 'Cause I'd rather live in a dream Than deal with this insane reality
Somebody once asked me What I do for work I try to restore People's faith in humanity....
Yeah...and it's a fulltime job Because there's just So much work to do How many times You been pissed on or off? How many times Have you been screwed? Yeah...well me, too
A0157 — rank 7
It's time to wake up Awake from out of your spell Can you smell that there's something in the air So familiar that I know it all too well
One must be careful Of the company they keep For you do not know what your mattress does While you are asleep
There is a lobbyist sleeping in the lobby Because somebody moved the capital down the hill He's busy dreaming of his new hobby He looks like he's dreaming still
And the man, which the lobbyist selected His ego is inflated but still he doesn't care Has anyone noticed that the president we elected His head is filled with graying hairs
The dam next to which we live Has slowly sprung a leak Now it's leaking like a sieve So it seems that the future does look bleak
Old men who have Already lived a lifetime Still believe that they get better with age But sour grapes do not make a fine wine
Our grandfathers are all CEO's While grandchildren watch music videos Busy losing touch with reality Both the past and future is scaring me
You either have too much Or there's too little gained Seems that ain't nothing changed It's the same old problems again
It's time to wake up Can you smell something in the air? I went to ask my father But I saw he wasn't there
The infection of money Is never quick to cease It keeps on spreading and spreading Like some airborne disease
Throw away those phony pills Try blowing your nose with dollar bills You could be poor and cured Or sick filthy rich
So much for any placebo To hell with jumping ship You would rather hit the casino And sit there counting chips
It seems that daddy works seven days a week Even though us kids have plenty to eat Mommy teaches and cooks And reads us books
It's time to wake up Awake from out of your spell Can you smell that there's something in the air? I guess that only a few of us can tell
A0140 — rank 4
Show me a liar once And I'll show you a liar twice Don't say you'll walk across the water When you're really skating on thin ice
Don't paint a portrait of your face When it belongs to someone else Don't ever offer up your warm embrace And then let the love never be felt
I'll say: Show me a liar once And I'll show you a liar twice Don't say you'll walk across the fire When you're really skating on thin ice
Don't say our forever was today And that for us time stands still That's when people like me will feel this way: Like just they just received a cold shoulder's chill
There's saying and there's doing Sure, sometimes talk can be soothing But when it comes right down to it It's really best that we get on movin'
Get our wheels spinning in revolution 'Cause there's still a lot we got left to prove Let us try to come up with new plausible solutions To the same old problems of uneven distribution
Of love, of knowledge, of power, of peace Let's try to specialize in all of the things That you can't always see
For now we know what happens When you just Let it be
Some people like me... Other people don't like me... 'Cause people like me Don't let it be
A0143 — rank 16
Prime time TV… What the hell did you ever do for me? Except raise me from almost infancy Turning me into what you now see
Prime time TV… What the hell did you do to me? Except try to keep me blind to the times Marching in neat little lines of authority
Your producers try to pawn me As advertisers try to con me While the sellers have already sold me Their hands have helped to mold me And now they battle for control over me…
So many hide behind some kind of disguise Golden watches three piece suits Or corduroy pants, floppy hat and tie-dies
Surely image is something… yeah…image is nothing Vanity don't mean anything to me
Open your heart and close your eyes See it's really the man who makes the clothes So don't believe the lies
I have become a number As some people see people in binary code It seems I'll never be number one And being labeled a zero Makes you feel rotten and cold
A life based on the movies Another nine o'clock special Not suitable for children Maybe violent, Deadly and racial
Actions aimed at imitation Famous for a day and in the news Nothing left for the imagination Even still the papers get sold Every week a new sensation No thought left too bold
The value of the media Can only be found by those digging for gold Every night we hurt a little less Because all the stories have been told Let it into your memory and then let it be gone No need to print it, no need to read it No need to see it, no need to heed it
Everybody would love to see their face on T.V. Everyone would love to be the inspiration for a movie Everybody would like to think that they have no equal Everyone would be the first to star in the sequel
Thoughts float up from the basement of my brain The part of me that loves what's bad and when it rains
A0136 — rank 26
It's been seven days since I've had a hit And the industry has been asking me Hey man, have you finally given up? Well we all understand if you've quit
They keep on coming questioning me Hey, can't a guy get a week? To let his mind unfold And maybe de-commercialize
Re-choose again his side and then decide to revolutionize Send the correct information to the right ten women and men
And ladies and gentlemen you'd all be surprised How we could untwist the lies That are told right to our eyes
At what can happen through rhyme And sure, rapping helps the cause One song could unite us this time For we're almost all class allies in this ONE PERCENT WAR
The propaganda campaign of fear is here Well, what do you think the media is for? Manufacturing consent – just so we're clear Been going on for years – it's practically the law
To either make your mouth water Or else to make your ears bleed To trick you into wanting Everything you see on T.V.
It's been seven days since I've had a hit And the industry has been asking me Hey man, have you given up We'll all understand if you've quit?
They keep on coming questioning me They, think this guy's getting weak? Won't they be surprised to see… Oh what I got instore
A0116 — rank 21
Hello my fellow unhappy citizens It's me -- not some zombie but a concerned dissident
With the logic of Chomsky And the zen of Zinn I'm ready to step up And lead you my friends...
I'm here to rally up ten men who'll rally up ten men Who'll rally up ten men who'll rally up ten men Who'll rally up ten men who'll rally up ten men Who'll rally up ten me and then we'll begin...
Drop those pitchforks and torches Pick up your pencils, paper and pens
For it's now or never In this point one percent war of us versus them
Sometimes were too afraid to blink It's gone beyond my comprehension
So why are we so naive to think Nobody's got evil intentions?
So please... let's us not keep this between just you and me:
Sometimes the word "democracy" Can be misleading If it makes you think of Truth, Justice and Liberty
Repeat it, repeat it There's no need to delete it Say it enough times And lots of people will believe (If you can believe it?)
After all the evidence has been sealed We find facts that were never disclosed
Once again the truth it never was revealed They were caught telling lies... But why do just a few of us know?
And those of us left just barely alive Had to give up something just to survive
Either freedom of choice or else our free will Now led by a puppet whose masters can kill
There's no sorry that we had a fight Oops...maybe this time we were wrong
Just: "Someday you'll see that we're right... Here, drink some more Kool-Aid... so you'll grow up big and strong
So what of this destruction and bloodshed? Look at the bright side from our point of view
We can stay and help them clean up the mess... "We'll be your best friend... like a big brother to you"
Dear Noam, I look at your face And see what just one man can do
For the whole human race Dear Noam, I wanna be just like you
When I rule the world I'll crown Noam Chomsky the king
Then I'll sit back and have a drink And let him do everything!!!
When I rule the world Everything will be public domain
Sure, Prince might get a little angry But hey... at least the Byrds would still sound the same
A0016 — rank 14
Dow Jones fell down so hard he can't get up today Just part of their plan, easier for them that way Happiness to them is when only one percent does okay For us ninety-nine others just stand in their way
The pennies your grandmother saved ain't worth nothing now Unpaid taxes were due so they're taking her house Moving men came for her stuff the cops threw her out Can you expect to be next - oh, there's little doubt
There're eyes in the sky you can't see that are watching you And big brother is like Santa Claus and it knows what you do To some it's a surprise while others know it's true TVs full of lies because yeah, they own that, too
The New World Order's rapidly gaining control Global domination is their only goal Their master plan, their end game Go watch Alex Jones One press of the button and they can turn off your soul
Bilderberg's the puppet master That pulls the strings Causing organized chaos and disasters to make themselves kings They've been getting there faster while collecting their diamond rings As Paris just got plastered after they took everything
One card, one chip, one lone voice that tells you what to do One false step, one wrong move and they'll be coming after you Listen closely wait for it…here comes the plot twist: Our only real fear are these global economic terrorists
And when they hear this they'll add my name to their list The spreading of information, oh yeah, they fear this Because only when the people know can they resist But it will take more than silent protest
Mothers will cry, many will die yet still we must try Yes, it is pure evil that lingers in our midst Together we may stand… Together we could fall… But together we can form a fist
A0464 — rank 47
I'm rolling down that money train Smiling and cruising down the track My wheels spinning, landscape's splitting On these rails built upon dead peasant's backs
I'm rolling down that money train Oh look there's so little that I lack Except for the forgiveness from the fallen ones And we know I'll never get that
Come one everybody…join in singing For I bet you all know the song: Get in, get out, take your money…. And when it breaks…the problem will belong To the next poor shmuck who comes along
But unfortunately Those people are gonna be Our grandsons and granddaughters The sheep we led to their slaughters Is what it will read in history
Working for something Is really working for nothing If instead of saving civilization You're only good at causing destruction
Surely up on some big hill Someday our breaks will fail Family will receive a telegram A "We are so sorry…" in the mail
I'm rolling down that money train Smiling and cruising down the track My wheels spinning, landscape's splitting On these rails built upon dead peasant's backs
I'm rolling down that money train Oh look there's so little that I lack Except for the forgiveness from the fallen ones And we know I'll never get that
Come one everybody…join in singing For I bet you all know the song: Get in, get out, take your money…. And when it breaks…the problem will belong To the next poor shmuck who comes along
A0483 — rank 51
We're the victim of a children's fairytale We've arrived alive yet miscast as thieves Everyday our lives' remain the same story… Oh, what a terrible life to lead….. Oh what a terrible fate indeed….
Row row row We're all in the same boat Row row row Paddling in circles 'round this castle moat
These walls are too tall to ever climb out And I see a dragon with fire coming out of his mouth
Row row row We're all in the same boat Row row row Paddling in circles round this castle moat
And I see a dragon with fire coming out of his mouth But the banks are too steep there ain't no getting out So we just look at ourselves And keep paddling around On the rubber raft of inflation Too bad it ain't the prices going down
I do believe I am flammable The dragon knows to this ship I am bound Yet everywhere there is water So maybe that would put the fire out Then maybe they'll let me drown?
Now the dragon he just saw us The monster from the lagoon is waking up So it looks like me and friends in this little boat I think our time is up…we are gonna disappear Either be burnt to a crisp or get wet And see what they got down there….
You can look left and right, inside and out, up and down…. Surely there's always something for you to fear
Row row row We're all in the same boat Paddling in circles 'round this castle moat Row row row Ah but these walls are too tall to ever climb out!!!
A0438 — rank 32
There are four wars in which I would have gladly fought And let myself bleed:
I would have protected my Native American friends For once Columbus came their way of life ends
The New World was their world And we gave them thanks We gave them liquor and blankets with small pox To which they weren't immune... Hey, sometimes life sucks
While they gave us land and beads and seeds... All traded for disease Thanks be to the king-hating Europeans
I'd sneak up and throw my tomahawks so fast That they wouldn't even see 'em If you listen closely you might hear a gurgling sound As a man lay gasping and twitching on the ground
Then I'd look around for every pale face in town Find a white village and then burn it down One by one we would take our revenge And then surely the message would've been sent: Go sail back home and leave us alone!
There are just four words In which I truly believe... Only fight for peace!
There are four wars in which I would have gladly fought And let myself bleed:
Fight to free the freedom of choice As a man gets whipped he loses his voice We need to fight the ignorance and greed
Shoot every last racist mother father Who dares to raise a fist to try to keep My black brothers from being free For I know white men who were born niggers So let your fingers man the triggers
As John Brown comes back for all to see Turn the whole world into Harper's Ferry Ten men die so that one might live Unchained and free... So let it be
While dreaming of a country-wide genocide Under their white hoods some of them still hide But these times shall change From this...the sick and deranged As Frederick Douglas is still alive inside of me
There are just four words In which I truly believe... Only fight for peace!
There are four wars in which I would have gladly fought And let myself bleed:
Throw away your free will and follow me That's what Hitler screamed As he guaranteed victory Don't you want a couple slaves for your son? Hey, payback is coming... We all remember World War One
After naked Jews were slaughtered in the streets You wouldn't even recognize their faces As a belief was spreading in Germany About the superiority of the Arian race The "so-called" race above all other races
But Hitler was but one man So just what could he have the power to do? Thus America said leave us out of this In the very beginning of World War Two
And long after Roosevelt's new deal came and went Hitler, Hirohito and Mussolini bet the house Perhaps if Japan hadn't been so anxious Then all of us good guys might have been wiped out
There are just four words In which I truly believe... Only fight for peace!
There are four wars in which I would have gladly fought And let myself bleed:
But not this sh$% today when we fight someone And the battle cry is your country's corporate greed
Only for the Native Americans... And in the Civil War... In World War Two... And in the eventual World War Three
You know that the numbers just keep going higher And some time in the future Someone's gonna start a real big fire… That some of us are going to have to put out And you know that someone will end up being you and me
A0462 — rank 56
Well it's Saturday night And I'm feeling alright Because I'm a Upper middle class white suburbanite Upper middle class white suburbanite Upper middle class white suburbanite
When I walk around town I get respect Look at my neighborhood, there's no neglect When you're all middleclass or better What else would you expect?
I don't live in the city I'm from a town We only have one vagrant Just bumming around He's become our mascot Like a silly clown…
Where I'm from we ain't got no minorities Keeping them out seems to be the number one priority As long as we stay within the minority majority I get to live in a place where everybody looks just like me
You say that the colored didn't live next door When your daddy was a kid And I say when was the last time You saw a Native American You f%$^&*g dumb s%^t
Everybody gets ousted... Everybody's in trouble... There's always something Coming over the water... Coming to burst your bubble…
You see race relations can lead to tricky situations Lots of people driving Benzes and Beamers Lots of people waiting down at the bus station… Using public transportation…
See someone with no car Who has yet to make it very far Why don't you offer them a ride? And just feel lucky that you are…
Upper middle class white suburbanite Upper middle class white suburbanite Upper middle class white suburbanite
Don't you feel lucky... Just being who you are? Some kids' great great great grandparents Never bought and sold people As if they were used cars…..
B0074 — rank 68
I sing to myself Usually in the shower Or sometimes in front of my computer
Or when I take a long ride And sometimes... when I go outside I sing to the squirrels That climb on my bird feeder
I sing to my cats who make the squirrels run and climb the tree To the birds on the limb it's like they're watching MTV
And I sing to the clouds So that they may pass on by But this one's just for you It comes from deep down inside
I used to be just like you We are still the same But now I've come to free you It's just a crying shame
To see you in such a state of sorrow Here's hoping you'll feel better today And even greater tomorrow
I used to be just like you We are still the same Now that you've freed yourself
You can help me tip the scales And together we can change the game
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