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Ecstacy

Take away your paper and pen
Stacks of money and your foolish grin and go
Take away your greedy way
Take away the games to play and go
See the woman standing at the door
World gone by, again and again
See the blisters growing on her feet
World pushed on, pushed on

World gone by...

Take away your companies,
Take away your societies and go
Get me off this backwards ride
Take away your ficticious book of facts
See the woman standing at the door
World gone by, again and again
See the blisters growing on her feet
World pushed on, pushed on

World gone by...
I wouldn't want to be
Living in a world of ecstasy
With you

Wasted arms, wasted legs
Wrapped around this machine
Military machine
Military machine
Military machine...
I wouldn't want to be
Living in a world of ecstasy
With you


Send Me On My Way

I would like to reach out my hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run

Pick me up with a golden hand
I would like to hold my little hand

How we will run, we will...
How we will crawl, we will...

Send me on my way


Cruel Sun

See the bloody faces
Lifted to the sky
Do you want to run
To a future left behind?

I remember asking why
There lies agession
Seperation where there should be love
Power plays while the people die

Let it rain and protect us from this cruel sun

Open up your eyes
And feel it burn
Open up your eyes
And let the child learn

Why
Does war kill only the small?
And why
Does war kill only the small?
Empty where no one (?)
Yes, no one
Where no, no, no...


Cat Turned Blue

What is that you said?
You gotta whistle in the wind
Blow down, blow down
Fear for me and I will fear for you
Fear
Fear whistles in the windows I blow down

Been shakin' the law, daddy long-leg-a
Breakin' the dawn
Baby, when the cat turned blue
Are you breakin' the dawn, daddy long-leg-a?
Daddy-li-dawn
Are you breakin' the dawn, daddy long-leg-a?
Law?


Beautiful People

Come and hear the funeral marching
Maybe this is your suicide
Maybe this is more pure
Pure than simple

Maybe this is all I have for home

Why have all beautiful people
Brushed you on down?
And brushed you on down?

I saw the shame inside your addiction,
Waitin' to see what was passed on by.
I saw the shame and wondered why
I should live, and die.
Leave a note and tell me,
Leave a note and tell me why.


Martyr
Hey mister can you help me sir, I plea, plea for your sympathy
Words came bounding astern again
Your horizons, well, they crowd up my chin
I start to drown in your vision
I look through your windows as they flew through the air
I was there swelling in your pool of aggression

How long should we play the martyr?

Hey mister come down and see, see your misery
Words came bounding astern again
Your horizons they shed my skin
Open wide to my spirit
I look through your windows as they flew through the air
All I could find was a river in pieces

How long should we play the martyr?


Rain

Build a barn Joe
Raise a barn yourself

Rain gonna fall
Rain gonna fall

Rain, rain, gonna down on your head
Rain, rain, gonna fall

Build a barn Joe and you can
Raise the barn yourself
If you kick the sun down


Food & Creative Love

Big kindly hand struck me down
Didn't look away and lord I hit the ground
Blood started to flow
Blood started to flow
Big hand, well here it comes again

I wanna heal, yeah
Leap from the wounds of your fear

Big hand gave blow,
I stumbled down
I stumbled down, as you are
Blood started to flow
Blood started to flow
Big hand, here it comes again

I wanna heal, yeah
All I want is food and creative love


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