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Under The Powerlines Album
by  Jesse Welles


Jesse Welles - Under The Powerlines Lyrics



  1. War Isn't Murder
  2. Cancer
  3. Fentanyl
  4. The Olympics
  5. Payola
  6. Happy Mother's Day
  7. Fat
  8. God, Abraham, and Xanax
  9. Dupont
  10. The News
  11. Oo-De-Lally - From "Robin Hood"
  12. Knockin' on Heaven's Door
  13. Slaves
  14. Happy Easter
  15. Complain
  16. Clay Pigeons
  17. Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
  18. Dead Flowers
  19. The Poor
  20. See Arkansaw
  21. Depression
  22. New Moon
  23. This Is Not My Song
  24. Angel from Montgomery
  25. Whistle Boeing
  26. Innit to Win
  27. That Debate
  28. My Little Town
  29. Independence Day
  30. Wild Horses
  31. Apocalypse Love
  32. Fear is the Mind Killer
  33. Mr. Joe
  34. Assassination Attempt
  35. Keep Movin
  36. The Star Spangled Banner
  37. That Can't Be Right
  38. Let It Be Me
  39. Why Don't You Love Me
  40. Dogs
  41. Simple Gifts
  42. Walmart
  43. Fishin' in the Dark
  44. Anything But Me
  45. Fast Food
  46. The Whales
  47. Horcrux
  48. Change is in the Air
  49. It's a Gamble Enough
  50. Bugs
  51. Labor Day
  52. Every Grain of Sand
  53. Wheel
  54. Grapes of Wrath
  55. If I Died
  56. The Debate II The Empire Strikes Back
  57. Oh! Love of Mine
  58. Vape
  59. I'm Sorry
  60. Trees
  61. War Isn't Murder (Live from NYC)
  62. Autumn

War Isn't Murder


War isn't murder
Good men don't die
Children don't starve
And all women survive
War isn't murder
That's what they say
When you're fighting the devil
Murder's okay
War isn't murder
They're called casualties
There ain't a veteran
With a good night's sleep
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
The dead don't feel honored
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
Call your dead mother
Ask her when she died
It's a deathly silence on the other line
The dead don't talk
But their children don't forget
So in 20 short years
You could live to regret that
War isn't murder
There's money at stake
Hell, even Kushner agrees
It's good real estate
War isn't murder
Ask Netanyahu
He's got a psalm for that
And a bomb for you
War isn't murder
It's an old desert faith
It's a nation-state sanctioned righteous hate
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
War isn't murder
It's the vengeance of God
If you can't see the bodies
They don't bloat when they rot
And the flies don't swarm
And the children don't cry
If war isn't murder
Good men don't die
So in a short 20 years
When you vacation the Strip
Don't think about the dead
And have a nice trip
War isn't murder
We should all give thanks
I saw it all in a movie
Give it up for Tom Hanks
War isn't murder
They don't ship out the poor
And the bullets they fire
Aren't part of the cure
War isn't murder
Land is a right
But the banks called dibs
It's something you can't fight
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
The dead don't feel honor
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
War isn't murder
Ain't a river of blood
Stretching all through time
And raining down in a flood
It's a dark sacrifice
Made on your behalf
So get down on your knees
And thank the sweet lord that
War isn't murder
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War isn't murder
Good men don't die
Children don't starve
And all women survive
War isn't murder
That's what they say
When you're fighting the devil
Murder's okay
War isn't murder
They're called casualties
There ain't a veteran
With a good night's sleep
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
The dead don't feel honored
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
Call your dead mother
Ask her when she died
It's a deathly silence on the other line
The dead don't talk
But their children don't forget
So in 20 short years
You could live to regret that
War isn't murder
There's money at stake
Hell, even Kushner agrees
It's good real estate
War isn't murder
Ask Netanyahu
He's got a psalm for that
And a bomb for you
War isn't murder
It's an old desert faith
It's a nation-state sanctioned righteous hate
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
War isn't murder
It's the vengeance of God
If you can't see the bodies
They don't bloat when they rot
And the flies don't swarm
And the children don't cry
If war isn't murder
Good men don't die
So in a short 20 years
When you vacation the Strip
Don't think about the dead
And have a nice trip
War isn't murder
We should all give thanks
I saw it all in a movie
Give it up for Tom Hanks
War isn't murder
They don't ship out the poor
And the bullets they fire
Aren't part of the cure
War isn't murder
Land is a right
But the banks called dibs
It's something you can't fight
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
The dead don't feel honor
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
War isn't murder
Ain't a river of blood
Stretching all through time
And raining down in a flood
It's a dark sacrifice
Made on your behalf
So get down on your knees
And thank the sweet lord that
War isn't murder
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Cancer


Cancer's getting meaner
And it ain't never been fun
Supposed to get you when you're old
And now it gets you when you're young
Cancer's always been depressin'
Cancer's never been pleasant
It don't care if you're royal, don't care if you're a peasant
Well, then what causes it?
Everything you ate
The sleep you didn't get
Your job and the air and the water and your pet
The sun and red meat
All the fishes in the sea
They're all a bunch of cantankerous cancer-causin' carcinogenic S.O.B.'s
It's like them apocalyptic folks off the newer Mad Max
Monsanto Clause delivered all the cancer in your ass
But it's from the purple ketchup, the BPA's and microplastics
Just hope it don't go metastatic
It's meaner than the meanest, meaner of the rumors
It's your own personalized, Pan Pizza Hut, home-grown little tumor
Take it
It'll make an atheist plead with God
Hardcore bumper sticker Christian give up
Monsanto Clause is-a checkin' his list and the cancer don't give a f*ck
Cancer of the head, shoulders, knees, and toes
I wish had the patent on the cancer screenin'
I'd be-a printin' cancer dough
Cancer is as lucrative a business as-a war
So if you ain't expecting peace, then why expect a cure?
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Cancer's getting meaner
And it ain't never been fun
Supposed to get you when you're old
And now it gets you when you're young
Cancer's always been depressin'
Cancer's never been pleasant
It don't care if you're royal, don't care if you're a peasant
Well, then what causes it?
Everything you ate
The sleep you didn't get
Your job and the air and the water and your pet
The sun and red meat
All the fishes in the sea
They're all a bunch of cantankerous cancer-causin' carcinogenic S.O.B.'s
It's like them apocalyptic folks off the newer Mad Max
Monsanto Clause delivered all the cancer in your ass
But it's from the purple ketchup, the BPA's and microplastics
Just hope it don't go metastatic
It's meaner than the meanest, meaner of the rumors
It's your own personalized, Pan Pizza Hut, home-grown little tumor
Take it
It'll make an atheist plead with God
Hardcore bumper sticker Christian give up
Monsanto Clause is-a checkin' his list and the cancer don't give a f*ck
Cancer of the head, shoulders, knees, and toes
I wish had the patent on the cancer screenin'
I'd be-a printin' cancer dough
Cancer is as lucrative a business as-a war
So if you ain't expecting peace, then why expect a cure?
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Fentanyl


One, two, one two ready and
All the way from China
Over the Pacific
It's the atom bomb of drugs
Boy, is she terrific
Precursor's shipped to Mexico
They mix 'em in a lab
Press 'em into pills and ship 'em up to Uncle Sam
She's fentanyl, the wonder
Fentanyl's her name
The profit margin's high
And your life's a stupid game
So buy the ticket, take the ride
Chances are, you'll get high
It'll be pretty quick
You won't know what hit
Keep the Narcan close in case you get sick
If you're poor, they say you OD'd
If you're rich, they say they poisoned it
She's fentanyl, be sympathetic
She ain't heavy, she's just synthetic
A hundred and ten thousand dead last year
Makes Johnson Johnson oxys look like little beers
Send dough to the enforcement, they build another jail
Give money to a hammer, they're gonna buy a nail
Tell the folks to quit
Well, of course
Like they haven't thought of that
How 'bout cuttin' off the source?
Ain't it kind of obvious?
So when the drugs attack
More people dead now than Vietnam through Iraq
She's fentanyl, the wonder
Beijing bullshit powder
It kills your sons and daughters
Takin' more by the hour
Politicize it, pick a side
While some more OD and die
But if you think you're safe 'cause you never smoke
'Cause you don't snort coke, and you don't shoot dope
Doesn't mean that somebody you love won't
But don't worry, it's just fentanyl
She'd only kill a criminal
Alright
But if you think you're safe 'cause you never smoke
'Cause you don't snort coke, and you don't shoot dope
That doesn't mean that somebody you love won't
But don't worry, it's just fentanyl
She'd only kill a criminal
The DEA has boats, sailors out at sea
They're bustin' up fentanyl submarines
It used to be so simple
The drugs killed by class
The rich snorted cocaine
The poor got killed with crack
She's fentanyl, the wonder
You're two milligrams away
She knows she's upward mobile
And she don't discriminate
So buy the ticket, take the ride
Chances are, odds are high
It'll be pretty quick
You won't know what hit
Keep the Narcan close in case you get sick
If you're poor, they say they OD'd
If you're rich, they say they poisoned it
She's fentanyl, be sympathetic
She ain't heavy, she's just synthetic
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One, two, one two ready and
All the way from China
Over the Pacific
It's the atom bomb of drugs
Boy, is she terrific
Precursor's shipped to Mexico
They mix 'em in a lab
Press 'em into pills and ship 'em up to Uncle Sam
She's fentanyl, the wonder
Fentanyl's her name
The profit margin's high
And your life's a stupid game
So buy the ticket, take the ride
Chances are, you'll get high
It'll be pretty quick
You won't know what hit
Keep the Narcan close in case you get sick
If you're poor, they say you OD'd
If you're rich, they say they poisoned it
She's fentanyl, be sympathetic
She ain't heavy, she's just synthetic
A hundred and ten thousand dead last year
Makes Johnson Johnson oxys look like little beers
Send dough to the enforcement, they build another jail
Give money to a hammer, they're gonna buy a nail
Tell the folks to quit
Well, of course
Like they haven't thought of that
How 'bout cuttin' off the source?
Ain't it kind of obvious?
So when the drugs attack
More people dead now than Vietnam through Iraq
She's fentanyl, the wonder
Beijing bullshit powder
It kills your sons and daughters
Takin' more by the hour
Politicize it, pick a side
While some more OD and die
But if you think you're safe 'cause you never smoke
'Cause you don't snort coke, and you don't shoot dope
Doesn't mean that somebody you love won't
But don't worry, it's just fentanyl
She'd only kill a criminal
Alright
But if you think you're safe 'cause you never smoke
'Cause you don't snort coke, and you don't shoot dope
That doesn't mean that somebody you love won't
But don't worry, it's just fentanyl
She'd only kill a criminal
The DEA has boats, sailors out at sea
They're bustin' up fentanyl submarines
It used to be so simple
The drugs killed by class
The rich snorted cocaine
The poor got killed with crack
She's fentanyl, the wonder
You're two milligrams away
She knows she's upward mobile
And she don't discriminate
So buy the ticket, take the ride
Chances are, odds are high
It'll be pretty quick
You won't know what hit
Keep the Narcan close in case you get sick
If you're poor, they say they OD'd
If you're rich, they say they poisoned it
She's fentanyl, be sympathetic
She ain't heavy, she's just synthetic
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The Olympics


It's the geriatric narcissistic oligarch Olympics
And I got a front row seat
The bank owns the car, we rent the house
But at least we paid for the street
It's the big bitchin' bonafide baby boomer boss battle
End of '24
I just woke up in the 90s
Too bad I woke up poor
It's the AARP buy gold! JG Wentworth Super Bowl
And their parents are out of the way
So you gots a lot of explaining to do
For why you ain't got a Roth IRA
It won't be long 'til the finale
Singing Hotel California in the Holy Eternal Choir
For givin' us such amazing music
We could almost forgive you for a situation this damn dire
It's the geriatric narcissistic oligarch Olympics
And we've all got a front row seat
As long as I can use the Wi-Fi
As long as I ain't gotta think
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It's the geriatric narcissistic oligarch Olympics
And I got a front row seat
The bank owns the car, we rent the house
But at least we paid for the street
It's the big bitchin' bonafide baby boomer boss battle
End of '24
I just woke up in the 90s
Too bad I woke up poor
It's the AARP buy gold! JG Wentworth Super Bowl
And their parents are out of the way
So you gots a lot of explaining to do
For why you ain't got a Roth IRA
It won't be long 'til the finale
Singing Hotel California in the Holy Eternal Choir
For givin' us such amazing music
We could almost forgive you for a situation this damn dire
It's the geriatric narcissistic oligarch Olympics
And we've all got a front row seat
As long as I can use the Wi-Fi
As long as I ain't gotta think
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Payola


Now, I really don't care if I ain't western as f*ck
'Cause I don't wear a hat and I don't drive a truck
I've made everything but a living
My voice has gotten used
I ain't selling my soul for a couple of views
Payola for thee
Payola for playlists, blue checkmarks, and follows and streams
We'll license your song
Give ya 60 percent
We'll advance you some dough
So you got money to spend
Put it all toward the motion
When she blows up big
High five our fat asses with our 40 percent
Payola for thee
Payola for playlists with checkmarks and follows and streams
There are folks in the business no older than me
That ain't ever done nothing but e-mail
And drinkin' the Coke in the kitchen
It ain't Coca-Cola, and they'll swear and declare
Payola, Payola
Payola for thee
Brought to you by nepotism
And veiled in authority
Payola for thee
It's The Wizard of Oz
And the curtains that do-re-mi-mi-mi
I ain't ever been viral
But I've had the flu
It was hard to monetize
But I made it through
And then the 'rona raged
And the labels went home
We went back to Starbucks
They took PPP loans
Payola for thee
Payola for wages
Lost in the divine comedy
Payola for thee
It's The Wizard of Oz
And the curtains that do-re-mi-mi-mi
From the cowboy cosplay of Music City
To the LA cyborgs of New York pretties
Austin City's got no limit for DMT dreams
It's all bought and paid for
It ain't as it seems
Payola for thee
It's the vending machine of a music industry
Payola for thee
Brought to you by nepotism
And veiled in authority
It's a shallow money trench
Thompson's correct
Sail through an ocean of shit
And ya still get wrecked
Payola for thee
Payola for playlists with checkmarks and follows and streams
Payola for thee
Brought to you by nepotism
And veiled in authority
Payola for thee
It's The Wizard of Oz
And the curtains that do-re-mi-mi-mi
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Now, I really don't care if I ain't western as f*ck
'Cause I don't wear a hat and I don't drive a truck
I've made everything but a living
My voice has gotten used
I ain't selling my soul for a couple of views
Payola for thee
Payola for playlists, blue checkmarks, and follows and streams
We'll license your song
Give ya 60 percent
We'll advance you some dough
So you got money to spend
Put it all toward the motion
When she blows up big
High five our fat asses with our 40 percent
Payola for thee
Payola for playlists with checkmarks and follows and streams
There are folks in the business no older than me
That ain't ever done nothing but e-mail
And drinkin' the Coke in the kitchen
It ain't Coca-Cola, and they'll swear and declare
Payola, Payola
Payola for thee
Brought to you by nepotism
And veiled in authority
Payola for thee
It's The Wizard of Oz
And the curtains that do-re-mi-mi-mi
I ain't ever been viral
But I've had the flu
It was hard to monetize
But I made it through
And then the 'rona raged
And the labels went home
We went back to Starbucks
They took PPP loans
Payola for thee
Payola for wages
Lost in the divine comedy
Payola for thee
It's The Wizard of Oz
And the curtains that do-re-mi-mi-mi
From the cowboy cosplay of Music City
To the LA cyborgs of New York pretties
Austin City's got no limit for DMT dreams
It's all bought and paid for
It ain't as it seems
Payola for thee
It's the vending machine of a music industry
Payola for thee
Brought to you by nepotism
And veiled in authority
It's a shallow money trench
Thompson's correct
Sail through an ocean of shit
And ya still get wrecked
Payola for thee
Payola for playlists with checkmarks and follows and streams
Payola for thee
Brought to you by nepotism
And veiled in authority
Payola for thee
It's The Wizard of Oz
And the curtains that do-re-mi-mi-mi
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Happy Mother's Day


Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Roger Fortson took five in the chest
Just as soon as he opened his door
He wasn't under arrest
And we'd all like to ask him
What the hell happened
But he ain't here anymore
But they caught it on camera
This ain't Fallujah, this is Florida
It ain't Black Hawk Down
It's just Karen complain'
'Cause his voice sounded brown
And now the airman's dead
We hope you're all happy
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Here lies the future
It's in an urn
Cause of some good ol' boy at the station
And a Karen's concern
Here lies your future
A .45 that dodged the law
Protected and served
Until he ain't here at all
Here lies your future
Cause of some nosy neighbor
Tryna be a hero
Well they killed you black stranger
Now the good kid's dead
We hope you're all happy
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
And the Okaloosa sheriff's gonna hide in the weeds
Of chaos and information
No one asked for our needs
And now the airman's dead
We hope you're all happy
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Alright
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Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Roger Fortson took five in the chest
Just as soon as he opened his door
He wasn't under arrest
And we'd all like to ask him
What the hell happened
But he ain't here anymore
But they caught it on camera
This ain't Fallujah, this is Florida
It ain't Black Hawk Down
It's just Karen complain'
'Cause his voice sounded brown
And now the airman's dead
We hope you're all happy
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Here lies the future
It's in an urn
Cause of some good ol' boy at the station
And a Karen's concern
Here lies your future
A .45 that dodged the law
Protected and served
Until he ain't here at all
Here lies your future
Cause of some nosy neighbor
Tryna be a hero
Well they killed you black stranger
Now the good kid's dead
We hope you're all happy
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
And the Okaloosa sheriff's gonna hide in the weeds
Of chaos and information
No one asked for our needs
And now the airman's dead
We hope you're all happy
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Happy Mother's Day from Okaloosa County
Alright
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Fat


Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
It's just like when your grandpappy's lungs turned black
That was his fault too
The doctor told him what to do
He smoked Camels, I guess he bought the wrong pack
It ain't like an evil team of scientists
Through rigorous testing
Created the most abominable snacks
Grindin' critters and chemicals up in a factory
Now your hand is stuck inside of the sack
Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
Coca-Cola just walked in with the results
They did a self investigation like a Florida sheriff station
So you know they won't be found at fault
Diabetes
Help us, Jesus
If you're fit, willin', and able
For a smooth ten grand they'll put your guts in a band
And that's all good if you don't die on the table
Sucrose monosaccharides
Diastatic malt
High-fructose corn syrup
It's your own f*ckin' fault
Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
Shame, shame, shame
All the food on the shelf was engineered for your health
So you're gonna have to take the blame
Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
It's just like when your grandpappy's lungs turned black
That was his fault too
The doctor told him what to do
He smoked Camels, I guess he bought the wrong pack
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Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
It's just like when your grandpappy's lungs turned black
That was his fault too
The doctor told him what to do
He smoked Camels, I guess he bought the wrong pack
It ain't like an evil team of scientists
Through rigorous testing
Created the most abominable snacks
Grindin' critters and chemicals up in a factory
Now your hand is stuck inside of the sack
Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
Coca-Cola just walked in with the results
They did a self investigation like a Florida sheriff station
So you know they won't be found at fault
Diabetes
Help us, Jesus
If you're fit, willin', and able
For a smooth ten grand they'll put your guts in a band
And that's all good if you don't die on the table
Sucrose monosaccharides
Diastatic malt
High-fructose corn syrup
It's your own f*ckin' fault
Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
Shame, shame, shame
All the food on the shelf was engineered for your health
So you're gonna have to take the blame
Well it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
It's just like when your grandpappy's lungs turned black
That was his fault too
The doctor told him what to do
He smoked Camels, I guess he bought the wrong pack
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God, Abraham, and Xanax


God said unto Abraham, "Take this Xanax bar
Don't talk no more about all of the war
And the cancer goin' on"
Next day, Abe'd thought he'd bring it up
At the local town hall
He said that the air's hard to breathe
And the water ain't clean
They said, "We're forwardin' your call"
He was on hold
For three days straight
When Jesus picked up the line
He said, "Don't question the guns
And if you wanna have fun
Just be grateful that I'm on your side"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle up a big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
Jesus said, "I got a friend down at Pfizer
He helped my buddy, Jordan Peterson
We'll get it in quick and we'll get you a script
You're gonna love the diazepam"
Jesus asked him when the head wound happened
He said, "It was somewhere in-between
A four-year degree and a-wonderin'
If Iraq had WMDs"
Abraham prayed up to the Lord that night
He said, "Lord, what am I to do?
All the bushes are burned
And the money's been earned
And the interest rates are through the roof"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle that big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
God sent an e-mail in the mornin'
When Abraham was all alone
Yeah, it buzzed so hard, likely scared him to death
It sounded like a Houthi drone
Thus, the Lord e-mailed unto Abraham
"Go see your PCP
I know that insurance is high, but so am I
And you know that you can trust me
When you're done, download my new app
And go see my therapist
You're gonna be fine, take yourself a double SRI"
Abe said, "God, if you insist!"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle up a big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
Abe went down to the vape shop
While Jesus was restin' his bones
He bought a Very Berry flavor and it gave him a cough
But it was better than-a feelin' alone
When he got home, he decided
To give that new app a look
And now Abe learned to dance and he's shakin' his ass
But he forgot how to read a book
Abraham prayed up to the Lord that night
He said, "Lord, is P Diddy in trouble?"
God said, "You're gettin' it, Abe, that's a good direction
Let's get that dose to a double"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle up a big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
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God said unto Abraham, "Take this Xanax bar
Don't talk no more about all of the war
And the cancer goin' on"
Next day, Abe'd thought he'd bring it up
At the local town hall
He said that the air's hard to breathe
And the water ain't clean
They said, "We're forwardin' your call"
He was on hold
For three days straight
When Jesus picked up the line
He said, "Don't question the guns
And if you wanna have fun
Just be grateful that I'm on your side"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle up a big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
Jesus said, "I got a friend down at Pfizer
He helped my buddy, Jordan Peterson
We'll get it in quick and we'll get you a script
You're gonna love the diazepam"
Jesus asked him when the head wound happened
He said, "It was somewhere in-between
A four-year degree and a-wonderin'
If Iraq had WMDs"
Abraham prayed up to the Lord that night
He said, "Lord, what am I to do?
All the bushes are burned
And the money's been earned
And the interest rates are through the roof"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle that big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
God sent an e-mail in the mornin'
When Abraham was all alone
Yeah, it buzzed so hard, likely scared him to death
It sounded like a Houthi drone
Thus, the Lord e-mailed unto Abraham
"Go see your PCP
I know that insurance is high, but so am I
And you know that you can trust me
When you're done, download my new app
And go see my therapist
You're gonna be fine, take yourself a double SRI"
Abe said, "God, if you insist!"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle up a big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
Abe went down to the vape shop
While Jesus was restin' his bones
He bought a Very Berry flavor and it gave him a cough
But it was better than-a feelin' alone
When he got home, he decided
To give that new app a look
And now Abe learned to dance and he's shakin' his ass
But he forgot how to read a book
Abraham prayed up to the Lord that night
He said, "Lord, is P Diddy in trouble?"
God said, "You're gettin' it, Abe, that's a good direction
Let's get that dose to a double"
God made the planet
Man made the Xanax
Elon, get Mars ready
Saddle up a big-ass starship wagon
'Cause the bars are too damn heavy
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Dupont


Downstream from deceit
Downwind from lies
Yer life's always for sale
And the price ain't all that high
Dupont
The duplicit, dirty dog
Dupont
Your "forever chemical" friend
Dupont
It'll grow on you
All good things 'a gotta come to an end
It's a classic tale
It's a common theme
The American Nightmare's
Still a dream
Even if only technically
I'd love to wake up
If I could only sleep
Dupont
Where you know it's clean
Dupont
They can't hear you scream
Dupont
'Long as the check get's sent
Dupont
'Long as the food don't stick
Dupont
PFOS, C-8, and chemical sludge
Money's hard to move, it'll hardly budge
And the truth walks with a limp
While the lies fly by on the side of a blimp
Dupont
Send out all your checks
You can't take back birth defects
Dupont
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Downstream from deceit
Downwind from lies
Yer life's always for sale
And the price ain't all that high
Dupont
The duplicit, dirty dog
Dupont
Your "forever chemical" friend
Dupont
It'll grow on you
All good things 'a gotta come to an end
It's a classic tale
It's a common theme
The American Nightmare's
Still a dream
Even if only technically
I'd love to wake up
If I could only sleep
Dupont
Where you know it's clean
Dupont
They can't hear you scream
Dupont
'Long as the check get's sent
Dupont
'Long as the food don't stick
Dupont
PFOS, C-8, and chemical sludge
Money's hard to move, it'll hardly budge
And the truth walks with a limp
While the lies fly by on the side of a blimp
Dupont
Send out all your checks
You can't take back birth defects
Dupont
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The News


One, two, go
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
There's a T. rex, Hannity, and a Megalodon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
You're entering a no-spin zone
So if you planned on spinning
Boy you'd best go home
We're keeping you informed
Here's a breakdown of the facts
We got new developments
And we'll be right back
Ancient lizard babes with a bug in their ear
Just a-feedin' you lies and a-spoonin' you fear
Familiar folks, all coming to you live
It's that same old face with a brand-new lie
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
There's a Bret Baier, Ann Coulter, and a Pteranodon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
There's a T. rex, Hannity, and a Megalodon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
I saw a Brontosaur, Diane Sawyer, and a Don Lemon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
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One, two, go
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
There's a T. rex, Hannity, and a Megalodon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
You're entering a no-spin zone
So if you planned on spinning
Boy you'd best go home
We're keeping you informed
Here's a breakdown of the facts
We got new developments
And we'll be right back
Ancient lizard babes with a bug in their ear
Just a-feedin' you lies and a-spoonin' you fear
Familiar folks, all coming to you live
It's that same old face with a brand-new lie
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
There's a Bret Baier, Ann Coulter, and a Pteranodon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
There's a T. rex, Hannity, and a Megalodon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
Turn on the news
The dinosaurs are on
I saw a Brontosaur, Diane Sawyer, and a Don Lemon
Well, "It's my money and I need it now!"
They're eating their young, it's a real chow-down
ABC, CNN, CBS, Fox
I don't care, you know it all sucks
Turn on the news
I wanna hear the heads talk
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Oo-De-Lally - From "Robin Hood"


[ Originally by Roger Miller ]

[ Featuring Welles World ]

Robin Hood and Little John walking through the forest
Laughing back and forth at what the other has to say
Reminiscing this and that and having such a good time
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Never ever thinking there was danger in the water
They were drinking, they just guzzled it down
Never dreaming that a scheming sheriff and his posse
Was a-watching them and gathering around
Robin Hood and Little John, running through the forest
Jumping fences, dodging trees and trying to get away
Contemplating nothing but escape and finally making it
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
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Robin Hood and Little John walking through the forest
Laughing back and forth at what the other has to say
Reminiscing this and that and having such a good time
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Never ever thinking there was danger in the water
They were drinking, they just guzzled it down
Never dreaming that a scheming sheriff and his posse
Was a-watching them and gathering around
Robin Hood and Little John, running through the forest
Jumping fences, dodging trees and trying to get away
Contemplating nothing but escape and finally making it
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally, golly, what a day
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Knockin' on Heaven's Door


[ Originally by Bob Dylan ]

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Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark to see
It feels I'm knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud's coming down
It feels I'm knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
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Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark to see
It feels I'm knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud's coming down
It feels I'm knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
I'm knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
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Slaves


Slaves pickin' cocoa off a plant down in Ghana
Slaves, Nestle got a good deal on the farm, yea
Slaves digging cobalt in pit in the Congo
Slaves making environmentally friendly cars go
Slaves on the highway tryin' not to get hit
In Alabama in orange jumpsuits
Pickin' up random shit
Slaves in plain sight in the US of A
Slaves, well ain't it nice they let 'em out for the day?
Slaves sewing gussets in a factory
Slaves sewing clothes for you and me
Slaves keep-a workin' 'cause they're so damn afraid of ya
In an Amazon warehouse out in Saudi Arabia
Oh, oh-oh, oh
I mean, I don't know where it comes from
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Sho-be-do-wop
Oh, slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Sho-be-do-wop
Oh, slaves
La-la la-la, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Slaves, if you don't get that chicken gutted stat
Cargill's sending your child slave ass back home on a raft
Every corporation's got some blood on their hands
Now, I've got blood on my phone
And blood on my pants
The dollar bill's a killer, it's bigger than man
It ain't never felt better to be American
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
La-ah-ah-ah
La-ah-ah-ah
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Slaves pickin' cocoa off a plant down in Ghana
Slaves, Nestle got a good deal on the farm, yea
Slaves digging cobalt in pit in the Congo
Slaves making environmentally friendly cars go
Slaves on the highway tryin' not to get hit
In Alabama in orange jumpsuits
Pickin' up random shit
Slaves in plain sight in the US of A
Slaves, well ain't it nice they let 'em out for the day?
Slaves sewing gussets in a factory
Slaves sewing clothes for you and me
Slaves keep-a workin' 'cause they're so damn afraid of ya
In an Amazon warehouse out in Saudi Arabia
Oh, oh-oh, oh
I mean, I don't know where it comes from
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Sho-be-do-wop
Oh, slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Sho-be-do-wop
Oh, slaves
La-la la-la, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Slaves, if you don't get that chicken gutted stat
Cargill's sending your child slave ass back home on a raft
Every corporation's got some blood on their hands
Now, I've got blood on my phone
And blood on my pants
The dollar bill's a killer, it's bigger than man
It ain't never felt better to be American
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
Slaves, sho-be-do-wop
Oh, sho-be-do-wop
La-ah-ah-ah
La-ah-ah-ah
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Happy Easter


Happy Easter
Death is risen
There are multiple famines for you to examine
Thank God you got a status you can put a flag in
Happy Easter
Gas is risen
Like a one-way drone
Off a soldier's phone
Partin' the Red Sea
Hittin' refineries
Never comin' home
Happy Easter
The bridge collapsed
The port is closed
And the dead are trapped
People keen to work
You wanna send 'em back
Happy Easter
Happy Easter
Haiti's prisons all got busted through by Mr. Barbecue
You'll be shot in Port-au-Prince while you look for food
Happy Easter
But not from ISIS
A hundred and thirty-seven dead, way out in the big red
And Putin's election's just ensured he'll be the king 'till he's dead
Happy Easter
If you're wanting to leave
Well, buddy, you can try
But if you're wanting to fly
The Boeing 737s come apart in the sky
Happy Easter
Happy Easter
Happy Easter
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Happy Easter
Death is risen
There are multiple famines for you to examine
Thank God you got a status you can put a flag in
Happy Easter
Gas is risen
Like a one-way drone
Off a soldier's phone
Partin' the Red Sea
Hittin' refineries
Never comin' home
Happy Easter
The bridge collapsed
The port is closed
And the dead are trapped
People keen to work
You wanna send 'em back
Happy Easter
Happy Easter
Haiti's prisons all got busted through by Mr. Barbecue
You'll be shot in Port-au-Prince while you look for food
Happy Easter
But not from ISIS
A hundred and thirty-seven dead, way out in the big red
And Putin's election's just ensured he'll be the king 'till he's dead
Happy Easter
If you're wanting to leave
Well, buddy, you can try
But if you're wanting to fly
The Boeing 737s come apart in the sky
Happy Easter
Happy Easter
Happy Easter
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Complain


I like to complain
You like to complain
We can all complain together
Whine about our moms
Bitch about our dads
Blame 'em on the warmer weather
Bachelors degrees
That no one really needs
Money you're too young to borrow
Tellin' all your buddies
That this wasn't whatcha studied
But you'll see 'em all at work tomorrow
If you're lookin' for a home
Go and dig a hole
Dig it deep, for good potential
Tiger King was crazy
I always thought that I was lazy
'Till I found out that I was "essential"
I like to complain
You like to complain
We can all complain as one
We can all agree
Nothing's what it seems
Sit back and watch the liars run
Dance another jig
Work another gig
Do your best to grin and bear it
Sure, it ain't that perfect
But I reckon that it's worth it
Life's a nice thing to inherit
It's good to let it out
Give a little pout
Feels alright to pass some blame
It wasn't me or you
They just told us what to do
And the nation up and went and changed
I like to complain
You like to complain
We can all complain as one
We can all agree
Nothing's as it seems
Sit back and watch the liars run
I like to complain
You like to complain
Could it be a generational slogan?
A phone's a two-months wage
Made by child slaves
Is it worth it just to watch Joe Rogan?
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I like to complain
You like to complain
We can all complain together
Whine about our moms
Bitch about our dads
Blame 'em on the warmer weather
Bachelors degrees
That no one really needs
Money you're too young to borrow
Tellin' all your buddies
That this wasn't whatcha studied
But you'll see 'em all at work tomorrow
If you're lookin' for a home
Go and dig a hole
Dig it deep, for good potential
Tiger King was crazy
I always thought that I was lazy
'Till I found out that I was "essential"
I like to complain
You like to complain
We can all complain as one
We can all agree
Nothing's what it seems
Sit back and watch the liars run
Dance another jig
Work another gig
Do your best to grin and bear it
Sure, it ain't that perfect
But I reckon that it's worth it
Life's a nice thing to inherit
It's good to let it out
Give a little pout
Feels alright to pass some blame
It wasn't me or you
They just told us what to do
And the nation up and went and changed
I like to complain
You like to complain
We can all complain as one
We can all agree
Nothing's as it seems
Sit back and watch the liars run
I like to complain
You like to complain
Could it be a generational slogan?
A phone's a two-months wage
Made by child slaves
Is it worth it just to watch Joe Rogan?
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Clay Pigeons


I'm going down to the greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Find that lady with 2 or 3 kids
And sit down by her side
And ride until the sun comes up and down around me about 2 or 3 times
Smoking cigarettes in the last seat
Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where people say y'all
Sing a song with a friend
Change the shape that I'm in
And get back in the game
And start playing again
I'd like to stay but I might have to go to start over again
I might go back down to Texas
I might go somewhere that I never been
And get up in the morning and go out at night
And I won't have to go home
Get used to being alone
Change the words to this song
And start singing again
I'm tired of running round
Looking for answers to questions that I already know
I could build me a castle of memories
Just to have somewhere to go
Count the days and the nights that it takes
To get back in the saddle again
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talking again when I know what to say
I'm going down to the greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Find the big fat lady with 2 or 3 kids
And sit down by her side
And ride until the sun comes up and down around me about 2 or 3 times
Smoking cigarettes in the last seat
Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where people say y'all
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talking again when I know what to say
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I'm going down to the greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Find that lady with 2 or 3 kids
And sit down by her side
And ride until the sun comes up and down around me about 2 or 3 times
Smoking cigarettes in the last seat
Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where people say y'all
Sing a song with a friend
Change the shape that I'm in
And get back in the game
And start playing again
I'd like to stay but I might have to go to start over again
I might go back down to Texas
I might go somewhere that I never been
And get up in the morning and go out at night
And I won't have to go home
Get used to being alone
Change the words to this song
And start singing again
I'm tired of running round
Looking for answers to questions that I already know
I could build me a castle of memories
Just to have somewhere to go
Count the days and the nights that it takes
To get back in the saddle again
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talking again when I know what to say
I'm going down to the greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Find the big fat lady with 2 or 3 kids
And sit down by her side
And ride until the sun comes up and down around me about 2 or 3 times
Smoking cigarettes in the last seat
Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where people say y'all
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talking again when I know what to say
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Don't Think Twice, It's All Right


[ Originally by Bob Dylan ]

Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do somehow
When your rooster crows at the break of the dawn
Why don't you look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm traveling on
Don't think twice, it's all right
And it ain't no use in a-turning on your light, babe
The light I never knowed
And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still, I wish there was something you could do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
Cha'know, we never did too much talking anyway
Don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in-a calling out my name, gal
Like you never done before
It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you anymore
I'm-a thinking and-a wondering, walking down the road
I once loved a woman, a child, I'm told
You know, I give her my heart, but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right
So long, honey babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, babe
So I just say, "Fare thee well"
I ain't saying you treated me unkind
You could've done better, but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
Don't think twice, it's all right
Yeah, don't think twice, it's all right
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Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do somehow
When your rooster crows at the break of the dawn
Why don't you look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm traveling on
Don't think twice, it's all right
And it ain't no use in a-turning on your light, babe
The light I never knowed
And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still, I wish there was something you could do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
Cha'know, we never did too much talking anyway
Don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in-a calling out my name, gal
Like you never done before
It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you anymore
I'm-a thinking and-a wondering, walking down the road
I once loved a woman, a child, I'm told
You know, I give her my heart, but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right
So long, honey babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, babe
So I just say, "Fare thee well"
I ain't saying you treated me unkind
You could've done better, but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
Don't think twice, it's all right
Yeah, don't think twice, it's all right
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Dead Flowers


[ Originally by Rolling Stones ]

Oh now, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some-a rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you don't see me in my ragged company
I bet you know I could never be alone
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
You can send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
I know when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Makin' bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
You can me dead flowers by the mail
You can send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
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Oh now, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some-a rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you don't see me in my ragged company
I bet you know I could never be alone
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
You can send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
I know when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Makin' bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
You can me dead flowers by the mail
You can send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
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The Poor


If you worked a little harder
Then you'd have a lot more
So the blame and the shame's on you
For being so damn poor
It ain't the price gouging
And it ain't the inflation
It ain't everyone above ya tryna make a buck from ya
And screwin' the whole congregation
I had that reduced lunch
I had the benefit cards
It never occurred to me to blame my family
For life being so damn hard
I should've paid attention
Back when I was in school
Then I could figure up the tax
I would know a lot of facts
I missed the class where they taught the rules
I was memorizing capitols
I was in the spelling bee
I must've missed the part
Where they taught the art
Of private equity
I was selling chocolate bars
I had a disorder
I was cuttin' up a frog
Got lost in the fog
Learnin' how to play a recorder
If you only worked a little harder
If you worked a little harder, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder, ah, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder
Then you'd have a lot more
So the blame and the shame's on you
For being so damn poor
It ain't the banks
And it ain't the taxes
It ain't the pay day loans and the high rent homes
And predatory fees and practices
Wave your dumb flag
Whatever it means
But you should ask yourself
When it comes to health
Are the poor really all that free?
If you worked a little harder
If you worked a little harder, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder, ah, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder
Then you'd have a lot more
So the blame and the shame's on you
For being so damn poor, yeah
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If you worked a little harder
Then you'd have a lot more
So the blame and the shame's on you
For being so damn poor
It ain't the price gouging
And it ain't the inflation
It ain't everyone above ya tryna make a buck from ya
And screwin' the whole congregation
I had that reduced lunch
I had the benefit cards
It never occurred to me to blame my family
For life being so damn hard
I should've paid attention
Back when I was in school
Then I could figure up the tax
I would know a lot of facts
I missed the class where they taught the rules
I was memorizing capitols
I was in the spelling bee
I must've missed the part
Where they taught the art
Of private equity
I was selling chocolate bars
I had a disorder
I was cuttin' up a frog
Got lost in the fog
Learnin' how to play a recorder
If you only worked a little harder
If you worked a little harder, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder, ah, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder
Then you'd have a lot more
So the blame and the shame's on you
For being so damn poor
It ain't the banks
And it ain't the taxes
It ain't the pay day loans and the high rent homes
And predatory fees and practices
Wave your dumb flag
Whatever it means
But you should ask yourself
When it comes to health
Are the poor really all that free?
If you worked a little harder
If you worked a little harder, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder, ah, ah-ah
If you worked a little harder
Then you'd have a lot more
So the blame and the shame's on you
For being so damn poor, yeah
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See Arkansaw


One, two, ready, go
I asked the man when Texas ended
He said, "If yer lucky it won't"
I said I gotta gift, I gotta get to Fort Smith
I was startin' to lose all hope
The night was young and he pulled out a gun
And the bullet just missed my nose
I thought I was delivered when I crossed the big river
I thought I knew, but I just didn't know
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
I saw the soybean fields and the flat-bed trucks
And I watched the concrete creep
Subdivided shoutin' on a black rock mountain
Sayin', "This is how it feels to be free"
I read the billboard scripture
Prophesying my damnation
Reaching for his life
Preachers on his third wife
Out in Branson on a big vacation
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
I saw a nuclear plant
Homegrown
And I know it ain't fake
'Cause they grew it in a lake
That they built just to cool its bones
And they handed out a lotta badges
And made a lotta energy
That they fired in a wire across state lines
While the state slurped up the fee
And there ain't hardly a place that meth ain't
Planted a dead white kiss
You can smell it in the air
You can see it in the chair
It's-a pretty damn hard to miss
I saw a law man shrug his whole body
Resign to an American God
Said, "If they wanted to, they would help themselves"
And then he put away his bible and he got out a gun
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
If God lives up in the Rocky's
If that's where the big man meddles
Then a lesser thing of a lower degree
Must'a come down here and settled
I met revelators and archimandrites
The big and the belittled
Deep in my mind
I reckon all in time
We're gonna meet somewhere in the middle
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
I can't tell ya where one thing ended and another did occur
It was new and it was old to me
It was more than I could observe
If what is seen is for the taking
And the taking can be seen
I'm gonna need your help with the calculations
I'm not sure what it all could mean
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
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One, two, ready, go
I asked the man when Texas ended
He said, "If yer lucky it won't"
I said I gotta gift, I gotta get to Fort Smith
I was startin' to lose all hope
The night was young and he pulled out a gun
And the bullet just missed my nose
I thought I was delivered when I crossed the big river
I thought I knew, but I just didn't know
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
I saw the soybean fields and the flat-bed trucks
And I watched the concrete creep
Subdivided shoutin' on a black rock mountain
Sayin', "This is how it feels to be free"
I read the billboard scripture
Prophesying my damnation
Reaching for his life
Preachers on his third wife
Out in Branson on a big vacation
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
I saw a nuclear plant
Homegrown
And I know it ain't fake
'Cause they grew it in a lake
That they built just to cool its bones
And they handed out a lotta badges
And made a lotta energy
That they fired in a wire across state lines
While the state slurped up the fee
And there ain't hardly a place that meth ain't
Planted a dead white kiss
You can smell it in the air
You can see it in the chair
It's-a pretty damn hard to miss
I saw a law man shrug his whole body
Resign to an American God
Said, "If they wanted to, they would help themselves"
And then he put away his bible and he got out a gun
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
If God lives up in the Rocky's
If that's where the big man meddles
Then a lesser thing of a lower degree
Must'a come down here and settled
I met revelators and archimandrites
The big and the belittled
Deep in my mind
I reckon all in time
We're gonna meet somewhere in the middle
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
I can't tell ya where one thing ended and another did occur
It was new and it was old to me
It was more than I could observe
If what is seen is for the taking
And the taking can be seen
I'm gonna need your help with the calculations
I'm not sure what it all could mean
I passed over the Ozarks
And onto the Ouachita's
I skipped from poverty to poverty
Fenced in, in Arkansas, Arkansas
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Depression


My house is full of depression antiques
From all the way, way back
Late last week, man
It's a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
I ain't a gambler but I bet
It don't get
Better
Well there ain't nuttin' much to do
But sit and watch the tube
Wait till the pill to come and kick the door through
On yer D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
So sayeth the therapist: come back
... well if you insist
I was so broke
That I went and got fixed
The veterinarian was nice
But my doctor was pissed
It's a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
Well I've always been a little bit sad around the edges
It ain't nuttin' to fix
And it ain't contagious
It's just a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
I ain't a gambler
But I bet
It don't get
Better
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My house is full of depression antiques
From all the way, way back
Late last week, man
It's a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
I ain't a gambler but I bet
It don't get
Better
Well there ain't nuttin' much to do
But sit and watch the tube
Wait till the pill to come and kick the door through
On yer D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
So sayeth the therapist: come back
... well if you insist
I was so broke
That I went and got fixed
The veterinarian was nice
But my doctor was pissed
It's a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
Well I've always been a little bit sad around the edges
It ain't nuttin' to fix
And it ain't contagious
It's just a D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-(oh)-I-O-N
I ain't a gambler
But I bet
It don't get
Better
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New Moon


Fire and brimstone
In a locket
That only comes out at night
Through the buttons
Of your best shirt
When you're high as a kite
And the gemstone
In the pocket
Of your Levi's is white
But it's a new moon that's-a pulling
On your puppet tonight
Oh, it's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
It's a new moon
It's a sailor's dream
And he's castin' his net
You know that everybody knows
That every sailor's dream is wet
And the rings
On your fingers
They glimmer in the light
It's a new moon
With the same dreams
That you have every night
And the weed's all out
And the wine's done been spilled
But you're holding out your glass
Like they're pouring it still
Oh, it's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
It's a new moon
They planted carrots
For the harvest in fall
It's gonna take 70 days
For you to feel good at all
It's a new moon
Silly turtle, come on out of your shell
We got a brand-new heaven out here
In the same living hell
And the weed's all out
And the wine's done been spilled
But you're holding out your glass
Like they're pouring it still, oh-oh
It's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
It's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
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Fire and brimstone
In a locket
That only comes out at night
Through the buttons
Of your best shirt
When you're high as a kite
And the gemstone
In the pocket
Of your Levi's is white
But it's a new moon that's-a pulling
On your puppet tonight
Oh, it's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
It's a new moon
It's a sailor's dream
And he's castin' his net
You know that everybody knows
That every sailor's dream is wet
And the rings
On your fingers
They glimmer in the light
It's a new moon
With the same dreams
That you have every night
And the weed's all out
And the wine's done been spilled
But you're holding out your glass
Like they're pouring it still
Oh, it's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
It's a new moon
They planted carrots
For the harvest in fall
It's gonna take 70 days
For you to feel good at all
It's a new moon
Silly turtle, come on out of your shell
We got a brand-new heaven out here
In the same living hell
And the weed's all out
And the wine's done been spilled
But you're holding out your glass
Like they're pouring it still, oh-oh
It's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
It's a new moon
Yeah, it's a new moon
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This Is Not My Song


Oh, Holden has got me caught
I never asked for advice
He's got a way of forcin' it on ya
But my heart's as cold as ice
And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I'm happy with all my borrowed words
I won't ever return
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
Oh, I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh, Lord I've stolen a girl
But it's like stealing a mountain
I've got no place to put it, no
And no hope to climb it
I cannot succeed
I cannot catch and release
Oh, I said, "Man, please take her back"
And he said, "You've sown, now you will reap"
Oh, I found a true love
Surely she's ideal
She was once my friend's
But I made a steal
And she loves like a rock
And she's heavy as a stone, yeah
But it's better than drugs
Oh, and being alone
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ohOh, Holden has got me caught
I never asked for advice
He's got a way of forcin' it on ya
But my heart's as cold as ice
And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I'm happy with all my borrowed words
I won't ever return
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
Oh, I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh, Lord I've stolen a girl
But it's like stealing a mountain
I've got no place to put it, no
And no hope to climb it
I cannot succeed
I cannot catch and release
Oh, I said, "Man, please take her back"
And he said, "You've sown, now you will reap"
Oh, I found a true love
Surely she's ideal
She was once my friend's
But I made a steal
And she loves like a rock
And she's heavy as a stone, yeah
But it's better than drugs
Oh, and being alone
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
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Oh, Holden has got me caught
I never asked for advice
He's got a way of forcin' it on ya
But my heart's as cold as ice
And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I'm happy with all my borrowed words
I won't ever return
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
Oh, I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh, Lord I've stolen a girl
But it's like stealing a mountain
I've got no place to put it, no
And no hope to climb it
I cannot succeed
I cannot catch and release
Oh, I said, "Man, please take her back"
And he said, "You've sown, now you will reap"
Oh, I found a true love
Surely she's ideal
She was once my friend's
But I made a steal
And she loves like a rock
And she's heavy as a stone, yeah
But it's better than drugs
Oh, and being alone
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ohOh, Holden has got me caught
I never asked for advice
He's got a way of forcin' it on ya
But my heart's as cold as ice
And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I'm happy with all my borrowed words
I won't ever return
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
Oh, I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh, Lord I've stolen a girl
But it's like stealing a mountain
I've got no place to put it, no
And no hope to climb it
I cannot succeed
I cannot catch and release
Oh, I said, "Man, please take her back"
And he said, "You've sown, now you will reap"
Oh, I found a true love
Surely she's ideal
She was once my friend's
But I made a steal
And she loves like a rock
And she's heavy as a stone, yeah
But it's better than drugs
Oh, and being alone
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they're age-old
I learned 'em from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
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Angel from Montgomery


[ Originally by John Prine ]

[ Featuring Welles World ]

I am an old woman named after my mother
Old man is another child that's-a gone wrong
Dreams were lightning, and thunder were desire
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give-a me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this-a living is just a hard way to go
When I was a young girl, well, I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man
But that was a long time, no matter how I try
The more years just-a roll by like a broken-down dam
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give-a me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em-a buzzing
And I ain't done-a nothing since I woke up today
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say?
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give-a me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
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I am an old woman named after my mother
Old man is another child that's-a gone wrong
Dreams were lightning, and thunder were desire
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give-a me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this-a living is just a hard way to go
When I was a young girl, well, I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man
But that was a long time, no matter how I try
The more years just-a roll by like a broken-down dam
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give-a me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em-a buzzing
And I ain't done-a nothing since I woke up today
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say?
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give-a me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
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Whistle Boeing


You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
Joshua Dean had a memory keen
He was strong and he ran every day
But his lungs turned to goo
And he had a stroke too
At 46, he was sent on his way
Oh, and Swampy Barnett loved his mama
And he took a lot of pride in his work
He found 300 reasons a plane couldn't fly
And now he's over his head in the dirt
You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
You can toot a flute
You can play the fiddle
But whatever you do
Just don't blow the whistle, alright
Boeing's got planes in the sky
Yeah, but Boeing's got men on the ground
Oh, you mess with the shares buddy beware
They can make sure that you land safe and sound
They keep cutting their deals with the FAA, USA, fantastic lawyers of law
A little blip of the whistle
Cuts their bonus a little
But you can't never see what you never did saw
You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
You can toot a flute
You can play a fiddle
But whatever you do
Just don't blow the whistle
You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
You can toot a flute
You can play the fiddle
But whatever you do
Just don't blow the whistle
Your life can be trash, completely dismal
It could always be worse if you just blow the whistle
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You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
Joshua Dean had a memory keen
He was strong and he ran every day
But his lungs turned to goo
And he had a stroke too
At 46, he was sent on his way
Oh, and Swampy Barnett loved his mama
And he took a lot of pride in his work
He found 300 reasons a plane couldn't fly
And now he's over his head in the dirt
You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
You can toot a flute
You can play the fiddle
But whatever you do
Just don't blow the whistle, alright
Boeing's got planes in the sky
Yeah, but Boeing's got men on the ground
Oh, you mess with the shares buddy beware
They can make sure that you land safe and sound
They keep cutting their deals with the FAA, USA, fantastic lawyers of law
A little blip of the whistle
Cuts their bonus a little
But you can't never see what you never did saw
You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
You can toot a flute
You can play a fiddle
But whatever you do
Just don't blow the whistle
You can know a lot
You can know a little
But whatever you know
Just don't blow the whistle
You can toot a flute
You can play the fiddle
But whatever you do
Just don't blow the whistle
Your life can be trash, completely dismal
It could always be worse if you just blow the whistle
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Innit to Win


Folks that told us
Never showed us
Plans without practice
Words without action
Lies and infractions
I've been more than passive
Totally unreactive
Subdued and acting
Doin' math, subtracting
I'm back again
I'm playin' the game
I'm-a doin' the work
Now, ain't it a shame?
I'm-a playing the game again
I got enough heart
To come apart
And still have a little heart to lend
I'm innit to win
I'm gonna make it count
I'm here to win
And I don't know what winning's about
But if it's anything like
On the second strike
Hitting a home run, bases loaded
And the whole team hollering out
"Hey boy, that's what winning's about!"
Then Imma make it count
I know a man who lives in fear
Fear up to his ears
And in so much pain
Pain up to his brain
And that terrifies me
Completely and profoundly
Ya know, the ocean's deep
For a two-armed sheep
Just-a tryna sleep more soundly
I'm back again
I'm playin' the game
I'm-a doin' the work
Now, ain't it a shame?
I'm-a playin' the game again
I got enough heart
To come apart
And still have a little heart to lend
I'm innit to win
I'm gonna make it count
I'm here to win
And I don't know what winning's about
But if it's anything like
Getting on the mic
Singing all your favorite songs that you like
Seeing the girl that loves ya
Make ya wonder 'bout things above ya
Imma make it count
I've been to cemeteries
Out where everyone's buried
Not a single one of them, my friend
Took a thing in that they carried
Folks talk about being driven
Well hell, I'll take a ribbon
I'm on the deep end and swimming
Tryna take less than I'm given
I'm back again
I'm playin' the game
I'm-a doin' the work
Now, ain't it a shame?
I'm-a playin' the game again
I got enough heart
To come apart
And still have a little heart to lend
I'm innit to win
I'm gonna make it count
I'm here to win
And I don't know what winning's about
But if it's anything near
Seeing things clear
Having a hella lot less to fear
Taking deep breaths
You don't even mean to
Singing out loud
When you're feeling keen to
Imma make it count
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Folks that told us
Never showed us
Plans without practice
Words without action
Lies and infractions
I've been more than passive
Totally unreactive
Subdued and acting
Doin' math, subtracting
I'm back again
I'm playin' the game
I'm-a doin' the work
Now, ain't it a shame?
I'm-a playing the game again
I got enough heart
To come apart
And still have a little heart to lend
I'm innit to win
I'm gonna make it count
I'm here to win
And I don't know what winning's about
But if it's anything like
On the second strike
Hitting a home run, bases loaded
And the whole team hollering out
"Hey boy, that's what winning's about!"
Then Imma make it count
I know a man who lives in fear
Fear up to his ears
And in so much pain
Pain up to his brain
And that terrifies me
Completely and profoundly
Ya know, the ocean's deep
For a two-armed sheep
Just-a tryna sleep more soundly
I'm back again
I'm playin' the game
I'm-a doin' the work
Now, ain't it a shame?
I'm-a playin' the game again
I got enough heart
To come apart
And still have a little heart to lend
I'm innit to win
I'm gonna make it count
I'm here to win
And I don't know what winning's about
But if it's anything like
Getting on the mic
Singing all your favorite songs that you like
Seeing the girl that loves ya
Make ya wonder 'bout things above ya
Imma make it count
I've been to cemeteries
Out where everyone's buried
Not a single one of them, my friend
Took a thing in that they carried
Folks talk about being driven
Well hell, I'll take a ribbon
I'm on the deep end and swimming
Tryna take less than I'm given
I'm back again
I'm playin' the game
I'm-a doin' the work
Now, ain't it a shame?
I'm-a playin' the game again
I got enough heart
To come apart
And still have a little heart to lend
I'm innit to win
I'm gonna make it count
I'm here to win
And I don't know what winning's about
But if it's anything near
Seeing things clear
Having a hella lot less to fear
Taking deep breaths
You don't even mean to
Singing out loud
When you're feeling keen to
Imma make it count
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That Debate


Last night I saw an archeological wonder
On the ESPN of war and lies
CNN's death rattle
An ancient species battled
Two fossils tryna poke each others eyes
Mom and dad are fighting in Atlanta
I'm online pricing lobotomies
I don't wanna get no dumber
But it's better than this bummer
Of believing in a false dichotomy
They open up their mouths
And nothing comes out
It's gonna take a lot more than the speed
I can't discern Verne
I can't perceive Steve
I don't understand, Jan
I don't know Joe
I don't know Joe
Last night I took a trip to the museum
I sat and stared at wax figurines
They gummed for about an hour
Fighting over power
Pathetic old and sad as they could be
Last night I saw the circle close around us
As I sat and thought about Déjà vu
And the sound that met my ears
Made all hope disappear
Jus' what constitutes elder abuse
I can't discern Verne
I can't perceive Steve
I don't understand Jan
I don't know Joe
I don't know Joe
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Last night I saw an archeological wonder
On the ESPN of war and lies
CNN's death rattle
An ancient species battled
Two fossils tryna poke each others eyes
Mom and dad are fighting in Atlanta
I'm online pricing lobotomies
I don't wanna get no dumber
But it's better than this bummer
Of believing in a false dichotomy
They open up their mouths
And nothing comes out
It's gonna take a lot more than the speed
I can't discern Verne
I can't perceive Steve
I don't understand, Jan
I don't know Joe
I don't know Joe
Last night I took a trip to the museum
I sat and stared at wax figurines
They gummed for about an hour
Fighting over power
Pathetic old and sad as they could be
Last night I saw the circle close around us
As I sat and thought about Déjà vu
And the sound that met my ears
Made all hope disappear
Jus' what constitutes elder abuse
I can't discern Verne
I can't perceive Steve
I don't understand Jan
I don't know Joe
I don't know Joe
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My Little Town


The lake is blue
The swimming is great
Why say, "I won't,"
When I like saying, "I ain't?"
I got a dog for a friend
I got BB gun dreams
Got an uncle in the war
And a fort in the trees
And I walk where I wanna
I'm a boy on foot
Think I'm big as an oak
I'm just-a sproutin' my roots
Uh-huh-huh
I know the folks
They all know me
Can't all be like-minded
But we can agree
Leave the boy be
Leave him with his bare feet
Catching lizards for fun
Ramping bikes on the street
But I'm headed home
Where nothing needs fixing
But the breakfast cooking
In my momma's kitchen, uh-huh
I got a young boy's mind and it's crystal clear
I can see the whole world just standing here
It's a one street town, I gotta get out
But it won't be long 'till imma singing about
Missing, missing, missing
Missing, missing, missing
My little town
Yeah, I got a young boy's mind and it's crystal clear
I can see the whole world just standing here
It's a one street town, I gotta get out
But it won't be long 'till imma singing about
Missing, missing, missing
Missing, missing, missing
My little town
What's wrong, momma?
Everything's right
We're out of Iraq
You can sleep at night
Oklahoma's a ways away
As far as tomorrow from today
And the rain comes down
And the grass grows green
Life is a science that you just can't teach
Uh-huh-huh
Oh, I got a young boy's mind and it's crystal clear
I can see the whole world just standing here
It's a one street town, I gotta get out
But it won't be long 'till I'll be singing about
Missing, missing, missing
Missing, missing, missing
My little town
My little town
My little town
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The lake is blue
The swimming is great
Why say, "I won't,"
When I like saying, "I ain't?"
I got a dog for a friend
I got BB gun dreams
Got an uncle in the war
And a fort in the trees
And I walk where I wanna
I'm a boy on foot
Think I'm big as an oak
I'm just-a sproutin' my roots
Uh-huh-huh
I know the folks
They all know me
Can't all be like-minded
But we can agree
Leave the boy be
Leave him with his bare feet
Catching lizards for fun
Ramping bikes on the street
But I'm headed home
Where nothing needs fixing
But the breakfast cooking
In my momma's kitchen, uh-huh
I got a young boy's mind and it's crystal clear
I can see the whole world just standing here
It's a one street town, I gotta get out
But it won't be long 'till imma singing about
Missing, missing, missing
Missing, missing, missing
My little town
Yeah, I got a young boy's mind and it's crystal clear
I can see the whole world just standing here
It's a one street town, I gotta get out
But it won't be long 'till imma singing about
Missing, missing, missing
Missing, missing, missing
My little town
What's wrong, momma?
Everything's right
We're out of Iraq
You can sleep at night
Oklahoma's a ways away
As far as tomorrow from today
And the rain comes down
And the grass grows green
Life is a science that you just can't teach
Uh-huh-huh
Oh, I got a young boy's mind and it's crystal clear
I can see the whole world just standing here
It's a one street town, I gotta get out
But it won't be long 'till I'll be singing about
Missing, missing, missing
Missing, missing, missing
My little town
My little town
My little town
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Independence Day


It's Independence Day
Light a cherry bomb
And celebrate your independence
Renting in a subdivision
Blowing up your neighbor's lawn
It's Independence Day
Have an ice-cold beer
Or drink a cold White Claw
But keep it hid from your pa
Cause today ain't the day for coming out queer
Eat your hotdog and shut up
Close your eyes and thank god for beef
Hell, even free-range cows
Get fenced in somehow
To keep 'em all nice and neat
It's Independence Day
What kinda chips do you choose?
We got variety: cheddar cheese, sour cream
But when you vote ya gotta pick from two
Pay your taxes and shut up
No telling what kinda bomb they'll buy
And send it in the mail
To some war-torn hell
But at least you know you know you're on the right side, hell yeah
It's Independence Day
Go down a Slip 'N Slide
And on a scale of free
From one, two, or three
Do ya think you'll make it out alive?
It's Independence Day
And I'm glad for it
I'm thankful I can say
What I want to say
And not be killed by the government
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It's Independence Day
Light a cherry bomb
And celebrate your independence
Renting in a subdivision
Blowing up your neighbor's lawn
It's Independence Day
Have an ice-cold beer
Or drink a cold White Claw
But keep it hid from your pa
Cause today ain't the day for coming out queer
Eat your hotdog and shut up
Close your eyes and thank god for beef
Hell, even free-range cows
Get fenced in somehow
To keep 'em all nice and neat
It's Independence Day
What kinda chips do you choose?
We got variety: cheddar cheese, sour cream
But when you vote ya gotta pick from two
Pay your taxes and shut up
No telling what kinda bomb they'll buy
And send it in the mail
To some war-torn hell
But at least you know you know you're on the right side, hell yeah
It's Independence Day
Go down a Slip 'N Slide
And on a scale of free
From one, two, or three
Do ya think you'll make it out alive?
It's Independence Day
And I'm glad for it
I'm thankful I can say
What I want to say
And not be killed by the government
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Wild Horses


[ Originally by Rolling Stones ]

Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things you wanted
Bought them for you
Graceless lady
You know who I am
You know I can't let you
Slide through my hands
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
I watched you suffer
A dull aching pain
Now you've decided
To show me the same
No sweeping exits
Or offstage lines
You make me feel bitter
Treat you unkind
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
I know I dreamed you
A sin and a lie
I have my freedom
But I don't much time
My faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
But let's so some living
After we've died
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
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Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things you wanted
Bought them for you
Graceless lady
You know who I am
You know I can't let you
Slide through my hands
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
I watched you suffer
A dull aching pain
Now you've decided
To show me the same
No sweeping exits
Or offstage lines
You make me feel bitter
Treat you unkind
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
I know I dreamed you
A sin and a lie
I have my freedom
But I don't much time
My faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
But let's so some living
After we've died
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
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Apocalypse Love


When the ozone breaks
And the people bake
I'll be loving you
When China's had enough
And the stones break up
I'll be loving you
When Rogan's last episode is aired from mars
And they run out of Ozempic and Xanax bars
Whatever the time
Wherever you are
I'll be loving you
When they kill the last ape
And sell the last vape
I'll be loving you
When Epstein's case gets in a court someday
I'll be loving you
At first I was scared that I was gonna die
Now I'm a little afraid I'm gonna survive
Wherever you are
Whatever the time
I'll be loving you
Whatever's coming down's coming from above
Apocalypse now
Apocalypse love
Whatever's coming down's coming from above
Apocalypse now
Apocalypse love
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When the ozone breaks
And the people bake
I'll be loving you
When China's had enough
And the stones break up
I'll be loving you
When Rogan's last episode is aired from mars
And they run out of Ozempic and Xanax bars
Whatever the time
Wherever you are
I'll be loving you
When they kill the last ape
And sell the last vape
I'll be loving you
When Epstein's case gets in a court someday
I'll be loving you
At first I was scared that I was gonna die
Now I'm a little afraid I'm gonna survive
Wherever you are
Whatever the time
I'll be loving you
Whatever's coming down's coming from above
Apocalypse now
Apocalypse love
Whatever's coming down's coming from above
Apocalypse now
Apocalypse love
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Fear is the Mind Killer


How was I supposed to know
That my stone was gonna roll away
Down in the valley
How was I supposed to see
All the fishes in the sea
Swimmed on without me
I was just a little stone
At the bottom of the sea
The waves are crashing over me
How am I supposed to keep all of my sheep
When the hill's so steep
How was I supposed to know
That my soul was gonna roll way down in the valley
To the ocean
Floatin' along with the strangest notion, ah-ah
Take off my old clothes
And never put 'em back on
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Leaves you with nowhere to run to
Plants the seed of hate within you
Fear, fear
How was I supposed to know
I was gonna fall in love with 'ole Takanaka
Mowin' my lawn on a Sunday
Praying for the daisy's forgiveness
And the rain to come on to the ocean
How's the surf down there in Japan, good man?
Is it open?
I wanna be specifically Pacific
But I'm Arkansan
You know I must
I gotta trust
This lust
For the ocean
Pick it
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Leaves you with nowhere to run to
Plants the seed of hate within you
Fear, fear
How was I supposed to know
That my soul was gonna grow into a big soul flower
The only thing I'd ever need was a big hot sun
And the occasional shower
How was I supposed to know
That my stone was gonna roll away
Down in the valley
How was I supposed to see
All the fishes in the sea
Swimmed on without me
To the ocean
Floatin' along with the strangest notion
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Killer, killer
The real deal-a
Fear
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Leaves you with nowhere to run to
Plants the seed of hate within you
Fear, fear
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How was I supposed to know
That my stone was gonna roll away
Down in the valley
How was I supposed to see
All the fishes in the sea
Swimmed on without me
I was just a little stone
At the bottom of the sea
The waves are crashing over me
How am I supposed to keep all of my sheep
When the hill's so steep
How was I supposed to know
That my soul was gonna roll way down in the valley
To the ocean
Floatin' along with the strangest notion, ah-ah
Take off my old clothes
And never put 'em back on
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Leaves you with nowhere to run to
Plants the seed of hate within you
Fear, fear
How was I supposed to know
I was gonna fall in love with 'ole Takanaka
Mowin' my lawn on a Sunday
Praying for the daisy's forgiveness
And the rain to come on to the ocean
How's the surf down there in Japan, good man?
Is it open?
I wanna be specifically Pacific
But I'm Arkansan
You know I must
I gotta trust
This lust
For the ocean
Pick it
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Leaves you with nowhere to run to
Plants the seed of hate within you
Fear, fear
How was I supposed to know
That my soul was gonna grow into a big soul flower
The only thing I'd ever need was a big hot sun
And the occasional shower
How was I supposed to know
That my stone was gonna roll away
Down in the valley
How was I supposed to see
All the fishes in the sea
Swimmed on without me
To the ocean
Floatin' along with the strangest notion
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Killer, killer
The real deal-a
Fear
Fear is the mind
Is the mind killer
Leaves you with nowhere to run to
Plants the seed of hate within you
Fear, fear
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Mr. Joe


Hand over the controller
Man, you're older than Jesus
In a Neolithic scene
On the edges of Egypt
But you don't diss the dead
And you don't damn the dying
I don't make fun for forgettin'
I don't taunt folks for trying
But the mind, isn't able
And the body ain't willin'
On the strings that they're tuggin'
On the puppet they're killin'
Oh, man, if you're in there
In there Mr. Joe
Tell the master of puppets
We all said "Hello"
Hello
There's a whole lot of hate
And a whole lot of fighting
Can't even go to Thanksgivin'
Without being divided
I'd naive to believe that either side cared
About me more than power
Enough to keep me aware
I could be under the bombs
Living in mortal panic
But I'm USA born
It's a lucky accident
Oh, man, if you're in there
In there, Mr. Joe
Tell the master of puppets
We all said "Hello"
Oh, man, if you're in there
And it's all just your pride
I guess it's your choice to make
'Cause it sure isn't mine
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Hand over the controller
Man, you're older than Jesus
In a Neolithic scene
On the edges of Egypt
But you don't diss the dead
And you don't damn the dying
I don't make fun for forgettin'
I don't taunt folks for trying
But the mind, isn't able
And the body ain't willin'
On the strings that they're tuggin'
On the puppet they're killin'
Oh, man, if you're in there
In there Mr. Joe
Tell the master of puppets
We all said "Hello"
Hello
There's a whole lot of hate
And a whole lot of fighting
Can't even go to Thanksgivin'
Without being divided
I'd naive to believe that either side cared
About me more than power
Enough to keep me aware
I could be under the bombs
Living in mortal panic
But I'm USA born
It's a lucky accident
Oh, man, if you're in there
In there, Mr. Joe
Tell the master of puppets
We all said "Hello"
Oh, man, if you're in there
And it's all just your pride
I guess it's your choice to make
'Cause it sure isn't mine
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Assassination Attempt


Somethin' you oughta know
You might not like to hear
The next president's
Probably missin' an ear
There's a spectator dead
One's in bad condition
We don't put folks to death
For having different opinions
God bless the dead
God damn the violent
Everybody calm down
Have a moment of silence
Conspiracy spiders
Are already weaving
A web on the internet
We'll all have to read it
Be kind to your neighbor
Have grace where it's lacking
'Cause it's hot in America
You don't know who's packing
Let the man grab his shoes
Let the man grab his sneakers
Rest in peace to the dead
It's one hell of a picture
There's blood on the bleachers
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Somethin' you oughta know
You might not like to hear
The next president's
Probably missin' an ear
There's a spectator dead
One's in bad condition
We don't put folks to death
For having different opinions
God bless the dead
God damn the violent
Everybody calm down
Have a moment of silence
Conspiracy spiders
Are already weaving
A web on the internet
We'll all have to read it
Be kind to your neighbor
Have grace where it's lacking
'Cause it's hot in America
You don't know who's packing
Let the man grab his shoes
Let the man grab his sneakers
Rest in peace to the dead
It's one hell of a picture
There's blood on the bleachers
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Keep Movin


Enchanted by the panic
I wish I was simple
Plain like the rain
Runnin' right down the middle
Everything inside me was hot
Everything inside me wasn't plain
I was lookin' everywhere for the man
Everybody told me I could blame
But I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
'Cause staying still could kill me and you
If we wait for too long
Yeah, I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
Almost every night, somethin' ain't right
But I don't know what's wrong, yeah
Sail me out of this hell, Virgil
They poisoned the well
And I can't drink here now
Saint Steve Irwin, I'm a child
And I'm certain them are wild crocodiles
Won't you choke them out?
Everything I'd ever seen
Was piled high into a dream
I was worried about forgettin'
But I remember everything
So I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
'Cause staying still could kill me and you
If we wait for too long
Yeah, I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
Almost every night, somethin' ain't right
But I don't know what's wrong
Yeah, I can work this out
I can fight through the pain
There's light at the end of the tunnel
Then again, it could be the train
Yeah, I can work this out
Nothing's holdin' me back
There's hope on the horizon
Or maybe the Earth's just flat
Nostalgia on a rope bridge and swaying to dementia
That's the tune that they were playin'
I coulda I heard someone laugh
As we were leaving Pangaea
It was fine for the time
Then again, I'll see ya when I see ya
'Cause I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
'Cause staying still could kill you and me
If we wait for too long
Yeah, I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
Almost every night, somethin' ain't right
But I don't know what's wrong
Yeah, I can work this out
I can fight through the pain
There's light at the end of the tunnel
Then again, it could be the train
Yeah, work this out
Nothing's holdin' me back
There's hope on the horizon
Or maybe the Earth's just flat
I can work this out
I can fight through the pain
There's light at the end of the tunnel
Then again it could be the train
Yeah, I can work this out
Nothing's holdin' me back
There's hope on the horizon
Or the Earth's just flat
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Enchanted by the panic
I wish I was simple
Plain like the rain
Runnin' right down the middle
Everything inside me was hot
Everything inside me wasn't plain
I was lookin' everywhere for the man
Everybody told me I could blame
But I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
'Cause staying still could kill me and you
If we wait for too long
Yeah, I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
Almost every night, somethin' ain't right
But I don't know what's wrong, yeah
Sail me out of this hell, Virgil
They poisoned the well
And I can't drink here now
Saint Steve Irwin, I'm a child
And I'm certain them are wild crocodiles
Won't you choke them out?
Everything I'd ever seen
Was piled high into a dream
I was worried about forgettin'
But I remember everything
So I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
'Cause staying still could kill me and you
If we wait for too long
Yeah, I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
Almost every night, somethin' ain't right
But I don't know what's wrong
Yeah, I can work this out
I can fight through the pain
There's light at the end of the tunnel
Then again, it could be the train
Yeah, I can work this out
Nothing's holdin' me back
There's hope on the horizon
Or maybe the Earth's just flat
Nostalgia on a rope bridge and swaying to dementia
That's the tune that they were playin'
I coulda I heard someone laugh
As we were leaving Pangaea
It was fine for the time
Then again, I'll see ya when I see ya
'Cause I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
'Cause staying still could kill you and me
If we wait for too long
Yeah, I gotta keep-a movin'
Keep movin' on
Almost every night, somethin' ain't right
But I don't know what's wrong
Yeah, I can work this out
I can fight through the pain
There's light at the end of the tunnel
Then again, it could be the train
Yeah, work this out
Nothing's holdin' me back
There's hope on the horizon
Or maybe the Earth's just flat
I can work this out
I can fight through the pain
There's light at the end of the tunnel
Then again it could be the train
Yeah, I can work this out
Nothing's holdin' me back
There's hope on the horizon
Or the Earth's just flat
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The Star Spangled Banner


The Star Spangled Banner is hard to sing
Blame it on the alcohol or Francis Scott Key
Oh say, oh say, oh
Can't you see?
That dadgum flag song is hard to sing
Roseanne had some trouble with it
Carl Lewis was pretty bad
Fergie had a moment
Ingrid went to rehab
It was the Battle of Baltimore
The year is 1810 and 4
Francis Scott Key wrote a poem real quick
And he set it to a tune by Mr. John Smith
That's how we got it
The Defense of Fort McHenry is a difficult tune
Hell, I can hardly sing but it sure beats me
And it could probably beat you too
It's got a melody
It's been in centuries
With words I've never used
And you mostly gotta sing it
In front of a big 'ole herd of drunken dudes
It's hard to do
It's hard enough to sing
Let alone left to me
And you got war and gore on the TV screen
And every damn thing's a conspiracy
Man, the Star Spangled Banner's kinda hard to sing, uh, huh
The Star Spangled Banner is hard to sing
Blame it on the alcohol or Francis Scott Key
Oh say, oh say, oh
Can't you see?
That dadgum flag song is hard to sing, uh-huh
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The Star Spangled Banner is hard to sing
Blame it on the alcohol or Francis Scott Key
Oh say, oh say, oh
Can't you see?
That dadgum flag song is hard to sing
Roseanne had some trouble with it
Carl Lewis was pretty bad
Fergie had a moment
Ingrid went to rehab
It was the Battle of Baltimore
The year is 1810 and 4
Francis Scott Key wrote a poem real quick
And he set it to a tune by Mr. John Smith
That's how we got it
The Defense of Fort McHenry is a difficult tune
Hell, I can hardly sing but it sure beats me
And it could probably beat you too
It's got a melody
It's been in centuries
With words I've never used
And you mostly gotta sing it
In front of a big 'ole herd of drunken dudes
It's hard to do
It's hard enough to sing
Let alone left to me
And you got war and gore on the TV screen
And every damn thing's a conspiracy
Man, the Star Spangled Banner's kinda hard to sing, uh, huh
The Star Spangled Banner is hard to sing
Blame it on the alcohol or Francis Scott Key
Oh say, oh say, oh
Can't you see?
That dadgum flag song is hard to sing, uh-huh
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That Can't Be Right


We both got some hard-knocks we might have earned
Some folks go to school
Others have to learn that most of life is wishing
Tryin' to get back to a memory of a memory
You never might've had
My heart's a locomotive
Runs on blackened coal
And cigarettes and coffee
I could never roll my own
I'm borrowing matches from the padre
Hearing church bells toll
Wondering what the hell's the difference
Between dying and getting old
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
That acid flashback really
Really cracked my ice
Do the right drug once
You'll get to do it twice
And now I'm crowin' about places
And things I've never been
You know I'm never gonna whore it out
And take that gig again
I believe the light is cracklin'
Round the edge of anesthesia
Lying on a table
With the whole world reachin' in ya
Hope to Jesus Buddha Bob
That they washed their hands
There's no class action passage
To break all my shitty bands
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
When I was younger
It confused me
Now I think I get it
My old man, he don't like pictures
Especially if he's in 'em
Time is not a mirror
It's some distorted view
Of the way you thought you was
And what you thought they thought of you
And all the trash that I tossed out
It weren't by no means good
But just 'cause someone tells ya
Don't really mean you should
My friends would try to cheer me on
The best they knew to do
There's no rescuin' a diver
With two cinder blocks for shoes
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
I'm still agog with mortal dogs
And skills I don't possess
I'm a practitioner of practice
I'm-a givin' it my best
I'm left and I'm still leaving
I got several miles to go
I ain't ready to do something
'Till there's something I'm ready for
There's a pillar in the desert
And it's all alit with flames
It's been burning there for eons
It's the end of all the games
We owe apologies
And ass-whoopin's
It seems to even out
You can't never know you're happy
If you've never lived without
And that's alright
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
Four white horses toward the light
That can't be right
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We both got some hard-knocks we might have earned
Some folks go to school
Others have to learn that most of life is wishing
Tryin' to get back to a memory of a memory
You never might've had
My heart's a locomotive
Runs on blackened coal
And cigarettes and coffee
I could never roll my own
I'm borrowing matches from the padre
Hearing church bells toll
Wondering what the hell's the difference
Between dying and getting old
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
That acid flashback really
Really cracked my ice
Do the right drug once
You'll get to do it twice
And now I'm crowin' about places
And things I've never been
You know I'm never gonna whore it out
And take that gig again
I believe the light is cracklin'
Round the edge of anesthesia
Lying on a table
With the whole world reachin' in ya
Hope to Jesus Buddha Bob
That they washed their hands
There's no class action passage
To break all my shitty bands
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
When I was younger
It confused me
Now I think I get it
My old man, he don't like pictures
Especially if he's in 'em
Time is not a mirror
It's some distorted view
Of the way you thought you was
And what you thought they thought of you
And all the trash that I tossed out
It weren't by no means good
But just 'cause someone tells ya
Don't really mean you should
My friends would try to cheer me on
The best they knew to do
There's no rescuin' a diver
With two cinder blocks for shoes
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
I'm still agog with mortal dogs
And skills I don't possess
I'm a practitioner of practice
I'm-a givin' it my best
I'm left and I'm still leaving
I got several miles to go
I ain't ready to do something
'Till there's something I'm ready for
There's a pillar in the desert
And it's all alit with flames
It's been burning there for eons
It's the end of all the games
We owe apologies
And ass-whoopin's
It seems to even out
You can't never know you're happy
If you've never lived without
And that's alright
What year is it this year tonight?
If I die, I'll die of fright
That can't be right
That can't be right
What year is it this year tonight?
Four white horses toward the light
That can't be right
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Let It Be Me


I was stoned in a factory
Working an industrial slicer
Wondering to myself if life could be anything nicer
Inching step by step
Towards the Great American Death
I was dreaming 'bout asbestos as best as I can guess
I was itching to confess at the rural Festivus
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
You're gonna have to speak up 'cause I can't hear it
Well, the tree grew a branch
The branch grew Davidians
Most of them died
In the land of comedians
Turns out your mother
Was part of the Slytherin faction
It's alright that you didn't know
She never saw that much of the action
Well, there's promise in the morning
And power in the blood
Folks drink it for the feeling
I just drink it because
I do what John Denver tells me
I wanna do right, in case anyone fail me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Who fails me
Who fails me
I was a tombstone tragedy working out the kinks in Wisconsin
In a monastery asking the saints if they come here often
In a van with all of my friends
Where the party never ends
The liquors always quicker
I cheat to feel the drums
Pounding in my head and in my heart and in my thumbs
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
Set the bar so low
That I can clear it
Well, the clearer the mirror
The more of the horror
There's gore on the shore
Of Sodom and Gomorrah
There's something endearing
About the fear of anything queer here
I've seen a lotta folks fold into a mold
Of something that they couldn't steer clear of
Well, there's promise in the morning
And power in the blood
Folks drink it for the feeling
I just drink it because
I do what John Denver tells me
I wanna do right in case anyone fails me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Who fails me
Who fails me
Hey guys, wussup?
I always knew I was gonna seem basic
In the Dagobah system asking folks if they've seen my spaceship
All the Buddhists priests and the Taoist monks
Couldn't have stopped me from being a punk
In a Ford Explorer with a tape recorder
Beating down your door with an eating disorder
Father Time and Mother Nature
Why am I of such small stature?
All I ever wanted was to die young
But I didn't have the guts
And songs needed sung
If I could wake up without this feeling
I'd know I was healing
But every morning when I wake up
I just know that it ain't enough
Well there's promise in the mornin'
And power in the blood
Folks drink it for the feelin'
I just drink it because
I do what John Denver tells me
I wanna do right in case anyone fails me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Who fails me
Who fails me
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I was stoned in a factory
Working an industrial slicer
Wondering to myself if life could be anything nicer
Inching step by step
Towards the Great American Death
I was dreaming 'bout asbestos as best as I can guess
I was itching to confess at the rural Festivus
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
You're gonna have to speak up 'cause I can't hear it
Well, the tree grew a branch
The branch grew Davidians
Most of them died
In the land of comedians
Turns out your mother
Was part of the Slytherin faction
It's alright that you didn't know
She never saw that much of the action
Well, there's promise in the morning
And power in the blood
Folks drink it for the feeling
I just drink it because
I do what John Denver tells me
I wanna do right, in case anyone fail me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Who fails me
Who fails me
I was a tombstone tragedy working out the kinks in Wisconsin
In a monastery asking the saints if they come here often
In a van with all of my friends
Where the party never ends
The liquors always quicker
I cheat to feel the drums
Pounding in my head and in my heart and in my thumbs
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
Set the bar so low
That I can clear it
Well, the clearer the mirror
The more of the horror
There's gore on the shore
Of Sodom and Gomorrah
There's something endearing
About the fear of anything queer here
I've seen a lotta folks fold into a mold
Of something that they couldn't steer clear of
Well, there's promise in the morning
And power in the blood
Folks drink it for the feeling
I just drink it because
I do what John Denver tells me
I wanna do right in case anyone fails me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Who fails me
Who fails me
Hey guys, wussup?
I always knew I was gonna seem basic
In the Dagobah system asking folks if they've seen my spaceship
All the Buddhists priests and the Taoist monks
Couldn't have stopped me from being a punk
In a Ford Explorer with a tape recorder
Beating down your door with an eating disorder
Father Time and Mother Nature
Why am I of such small stature?
All I ever wanted was to die young
But I didn't have the guts
And songs needed sung
If I could wake up without this feeling
I'd know I was healing
But every morning when I wake up
I just know that it ain't enough
Well there's promise in the mornin'
And power in the blood
Folks drink it for the feelin'
I just drink it because
I do what John Denver tells me
I wanna do right in case anyone fails me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Let it be me and only me
Who fails me
Who fails me
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Why Don't You Love Me


I was reading Blood Meridian on the hood of my car
Fantasizing wild ponies and electric guitars
I was contemplating storm clouds on the edge of the sky
It's best you don't ask questions if you can't handle why
Why don't you love me, honey?
Why can't it be love?
What's it got to be?
Anything
Why ain't I enough?
Why don't you love me, honey?
What can I prove?
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
I threw a coin at my reflection
On the edge of a lake
And then I rode off in the sunset
On the back of a snake
Some say the devil is a woman
Some say the devil is a man
I think the devil is a painting
You just don't understand
Why don't you love me, honey?
Why can't it be love?
What's it got to be?
Anything
Why ain't I enough?
Why don't you love me, honey?
What can I prove?
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
Oh, I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
[Instrumental Break]
Why don't you love me, honey?
Why can't it be love?
What's it got to be?
Anything
Why ain't I enough?
Why don't you love me, honey?
What can I prove?
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
Yeah, I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
Heave yourself a sigh, babe
You can be relieved
You ain't gotta lie no more
And I ain't gotta make believe
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I was reading Blood Meridian on the hood of my car
Fantasizing wild ponies and electric guitars
I was contemplating storm clouds on the edge of the sky
It's best you don't ask questions if you can't handle why
Why don't you love me, honey?
Why can't it be love?
What's it got to be?
Anything
Why ain't I enough?
Why don't you love me, honey?
What can I prove?
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
I threw a coin at my reflection
On the edge of a lake
And then I rode off in the sunset
On the back of a snake
Some say the devil is a woman
Some say the devil is a man
I think the devil is a painting
You just don't understand
Why don't you love me, honey?
Why can't it be love?
What's it got to be?
Anything
Why ain't I enough?
Why don't you love me, honey?
What can I prove?
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
Oh, I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
[Instrumental Break]
Why don't you love me, honey?
Why can't it be love?
What's it got to be?
Anything
Why ain't I enough?
Why don't you love me, honey?
What can I prove?
I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
Yeah, I'd jus' as soon you hate me
Than to try and make do
Heave yourself a sigh, babe
You can be relieved
You ain't gotta lie no more
And I ain't gotta make believe
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Dogs


Runnin' round, climbing ladders, dodgin' shoots
Playing twister in a minefield
With guitars and army boots
And I was worried bout my buddies, if they'd have my back
We used to have different opinions
Now we got different facts
"You gotta break a few eggs for an omelet"
I heard somebody preach
Well, where the hell is my omelet?
I been cracked and now I'd like some quiche
At this point, I'll take a dog
I'll take a dog and let him lead
Yeah, we can vote on the lawn one nation under dog
And he'll be loyal as he can be
I watched some Netflix some C-SPAN and most of Disney+
I saw an old man drop the torch, saw 'em stumble off the teleprompt
Pause, repeat line
And Old MacDonald had a farm and a hillbilly elegy
Yeah, a plastic Jesus bigot southern boy phony figurine
But he's advanced
Some serious folks dropped some serious balls
The folks whose job's to handle balls
And now the blame is one hot potato
You pass to someone else to take the fall
At this point, I'll take a dog
I'll take a dog and let him lead
Yeah, we can vote on the lawn one nation under dog
And he'll be loyal as he can be
Woof, man
Yeah, a golden retriever ain't no great deceiver
And a Labrador don't lie
I'd trust a Siberian husky with all of this money
I'd even trust a pug before I trust these guys
Give the whole nation to a Dalmatian
Grant the eagle to the beagle
It don't matter what breed
Hand a poodle the reigns
I know it sounds insane
But if we're gonna act like 'em, they might as well lead
At this point, I'll take a dog
I'll take a dog and let him lead
Yeah, we can vote on the lawn one nation under dog
And he'll be loyal as he can be
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Runnin' round, climbing ladders, dodgin' shoots
Playing twister in a minefield
With guitars and army boots
And I was worried bout my buddies, if they'd have my back
We used to have different opinions
Now we got different facts
"You gotta break a few eggs for an omelet"
I heard somebody preach
Well, where the hell is my omelet?
I been cracked and now I'd like some quiche
At this point, I'll take a dog
I'll take a dog and let him lead
Yeah, we can vote on the lawn one nation under dog
And he'll be loyal as he can be
I watched some Netflix some C-SPAN and most of Disney+
I saw an old man drop the torch, saw 'em stumble off the teleprompt
Pause, repeat line
And Old MacDonald had a farm and a hillbilly elegy
Yeah, a plastic Jesus bigot southern boy phony figurine
But he's advanced
Some serious folks dropped some serious balls
The folks whose job's to handle balls
And now the blame is one hot potato
You pass to someone else to take the fall
At this point, I'll take a dog
I'll take a dog and let him lead
Yeah, we can vote on the lawn one nation under dog
And he'll be loyal as he can be
Woof, man
Yeah, a golden retriever ain't no great deceiver
And a Labrador don't lie
I'd trust a Siberian husky with all of this money
I'd even trust a pug before I trust these guys
Give the whole nation to a Dalmatian
Grant the eagle to the beagle
It don't matter what breed
Hand a poodle the reigns
I know it sounds insane
But if we're gonna act like 'em, they might as well lead
At this point, I'll take a dog
I'll take a dog and let him lead
Yeah, we can vote on the lawn one nation under dog
And he'll be loyal as he can be
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Simple Gifts


One, two
One, two
Slouching towards the sky's extent
From the edges of a waste
With something darker than a hope
Something brighter, still in fate
In the saddle of my tauntaun
Is a sapphire studded ring
And I keep it to remind me
Who I am and what I'll be, mhmm
When true simplicity is gained
How much then is lost?
I invested in them feelings
I paid dearly for them thoughts
In the cockpit of a spacecraft
Unknown with an acquaintance
It occurred to me my mind was probably
Overdue for maintenance
I like to lay beneath the grass
So I never leave a mark
I wanna exhale oxygen
Like a tree out in the park, mhmm
When true simplicity is gained
How much then is lost?
I invested in them feelings
I paid dearly for them thoughts
When true simplicity is gained
Can I then be self-assured
How I envy all them stones
They don't never say a word
On the calculus abacus
In the highest wizard station
God I hope he's pulling beads for me
I want to count
But we all pout the same amount
When true simplicity is gained
How much then is lost?
I invested in them feelings
I paid dearly for them thoughts
When true simplicity is gained
Will I then be self-assured?
How I envy all them stones
They don't never say a word
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One, two
One, two
Slouching towards the sky's extent
From the edges of a waste
With something darker than a hope
Something brighter, still in fate
In the saddle of my tauntaun
Is a sapphire studded ring
And I keep it to remind me
Who I am and what I'll be, mhmm
When true simplicity is gained
How much then is lost?
I invested in them feelings
I paid dearly for them thoughts
In the cockpit of a spacecraft
Unknown with an acquaintance
It occurred to me my mind was probably
Overdue for maintenance
I like to lay beneath the grass
So I never leave a mark
I wanna exhale oxygen
Like a tree out in the park, mhmm
When true simplicity is gained
How much then is lost?
I invested in them feelings
I paid dearly for them thoughts
When true simplicity is gained
Can I then be self-assured
How I envy all them stones
They don't never say a word
On the calculus abacus
In the highest wizard station
God I hope he's pulling beads for me
I want to count
But we all pout the same amount
When true simplicity is gained
How much then is lost?
I invested in them feelings
I paid dearly for them thoughts
When true simplicity is gained
Will I then be self-assured?
How I envy all them stones
They don't never say a word
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Walmart


I saw a toddler eat a cigarette on a cart of Keystone beer
I was eyeing art supplies some dude named Tanner called me queer
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today, or tomorrow, or the day after that
Don't go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief rising waters raises ships
But was burying the living good ole Sammy's dyin' wish?
I saw a woman, stranded, hummin' to the tune of Delta Dawn
On a dead battery scooter with just pajamas on
I saw a family of thirty-three, red-headed, boilin' over
Pick the clearance aisle apart, like some buzzards on the shoulder
I don't wanna go to Walmart today
Or tomorrow, or the day after that
It's a mirage in a desert of bullshit they created that's a fact
I also do believe to the victor goes the prize
But to keep a good man down is just as something I despise
I saw a serpent in the produce
Coiled, hissin', talkin' smack
He was talkin' about prices
Some shit about rollin' back
I do not want to go
To Walmart today
I saw 104-year-old woman bolted to a register, countin' change
Her manager was ten years old with a smartphone for a brain
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today or tomorrow or the day after that
Don't go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief rising waters raises ships
But was burying the living good ole Sammy's dyin' wish?
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I saw a toddler eat a cigarette on a cart of Keystone beer
I was eyeing art supplies some dude named Tanner called me queer
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today, or tomorrow, or the day after that
Don't go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief rising waters raises ships
But was burying the living good ole Sammy's dyin' wish?
I saw a woman, stranded, hummin' to the tune of Delta Dawn
On a dead battery scooter with just pajamas on
I saw a family of thirty-three, red-headed, boilin' over
Pick the clearance aisle apart, like some buzzards on the shoulder
I don't wanna go to Walmart today
Or tomorrow, or the day after that
It's a mirage in a desert of bullshit they created that's a fact
I also do believe to the victor goes the prize
But to keep a good man down is just as something I despise
I saw a serpent in the produce
Coiled, hissin', talkin' smack
He was talkin' about prices
Some shit about rollin' back
I do not want to go
To Walmart today
I saw 104-year-old woman bolted to a register, countin' change
Her manager was ten years old with a smartphone for a brain
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today or tomorrow or the day after that
Don't go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief rising waters raises ships
But was burying the living good ole Sammy's dyin' wish?
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Fishin' in the Dark


Spent the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you
Lazy yellow moon comin' up through the night
Shinin' through the trees
Crickets are singin' and lightnin' bugs are floatin' on the breeze
Baby get ready
Across the field where the crick turns back
By the old stomp road
I'm gonna take you to a special place
That nobody knows
Baby get ready
Mmm-mm
You and me, goin' fishin' in the dark
Lyin' on our backs and-a countin' the stars
Where the cool grass grow
Down by the river in the full moonlight
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Spent the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you
Spring is almost over and the summer's comin'
The days are gettin' long
Waited all winter for the time to be right
Just to take you along
Baby get ready
And it don't matter if we wait forever
And the fish don't bite
We'll hop in the river and cool ourselves
From the heat of the night
Baby get ready
Mmm-mm
You and me, gone fishin' in the dark
Lyin' on our backs and-a countin' the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moonlight
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Spent the whole night through
It feels so good to be with you
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Spent the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you
Lazy yellow moon comin' up through the night
Shinin' through the trees
Crickets are singin' and lightnin' bugs are floatin' on the breeze
Baby get ready
Across the field where the crick turns back
By the old stomp road
I'm gonna take you to a special place
That nobody knows
Baby get ready
Mmm-mm
You and me, goin' fishin' in the dark
Lyin' on our backs and-a countin' the stars
Where the cool grass grow
Down by the river in the full moonlight
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Spent the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you
Spring is almost over and the summer's comin'
The days are gettin' long
Waited all winter for the time to be right
Just to take you along
Baby get ready
And it don't matter if we wait forever
And the fish don't bite
We'll hop in the river and cool ourselves
From the heat of the night
Baby get ready
Mmm-mm
You and me, gone fishin' in the dark
Lyin' on our backs and-a countin' the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moonlight
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Spent the whole night through
It feels so good to be with you
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Anything But Me


Somewhere in between seeing you at the station
Transcendental meditation and looking at the stars
Got me wondering what the hell am I doing
Thinking of you instead of playing my guitar
Yeah, I'm up on the mountain doing me some crying
Underneath the Pleiades and the Orion
Seek ye the roller of celestial stones
A pack of cigarettes and a book of poems
I should've been a bird
A sparrow or an eagle
A crow or a seagull
Flying over the sea
I should've been a sailor
A cowboy or a jailer
Anything but me
I can't comprehend the gun that I'm under
The roar of the thunder
In my room
I'm a pagan at the altar
Trying to get a notion
But it's like tryin' to fit an ocean in a spoon
Yeah, I'm up on the mountain doing me some crying
Underneath the Pleiades and the Orion
Seek ye the roller of celestial stones
A pack of cigarettes and a book of poems
I should've been a bird
A sparrow or an eagle
A crow or a seagull
Flying over the sea
I should've been a sailor
A cowboy or a jailer
Anything but me
Woah-oh, anything but me
Anything, woah-oh-oh
Oh, anything but me
Yeah, I'm up on the mountain doing me some crying
Underneath the Pleiades and the Orion
Seek ye the roller of celestial stones
A pack of cigarettes and a book of poems
I should've been a bird
A sparrow or an eagle
A crow or a seagull
Flying over the sea
I should've been a sailor
A cowboy or a jailer
Anything but me
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Somewhere in between seeing you at the station
Transcendental meditation and looking at the stars
Got me wondering what the hell am I doing
Thinking of you instead of playing my guitar
Yeah, I'm up on the mountain doing me some crying
Underneath the Pleiades and the Orion
Seek ye the roller of celestial stones
A pack of cigarettes and a book of poems
I should've been a bird
A sparrow or an eagle
A crow or a seagull
Flying over the sea
I should've been a sailor
A cowboy or a jailer
Anything but me
I can't comprehend the gun that I'm under
The roar of the thunder
In my room
I'm a pagan at the altar
Trying to get a notion
But it's like tryin' to fit an ocean in a spoon
Yeah, I'm up on the mountain doing me some crying
Underneath the Pleiades and the Orion
Seek ye the roller of celestial stones
A pack of cigarettes and a book of poems
I should've been a bird
A sparrow or an eagle
A crow or a seagull
Flying over the sea
I should've been a sailor
A cowboy or a jailer
Anything but me
Woah-oh, anything but me
Anything, woah-oh-oh
Oh, anything but me
Yeah, I'm up on the mountain doing me some crying
Underneath the Pleiades and the Orion
Seek ye the roller of celestial stones
A pack of cigarettes and a book of poems
I should've been a bird
A sparrow or an eagle
A crow or a seagull
Flying over the sea
I should've been a sailor
A cowboy or a jailer
Anything but me
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Fast Food


I'll take a couple McChickens and a large frie
Wash 'em down with a Diet Coke
Sure I'll get a lil gas, but I'm low on cash
So I might as well feel broke
The Dairy Queen and the Burger King
Are making love in the rain
While the Taco Bell is just-a ringing like hell
As we all circle the drain
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
Cheaper than a home-cooked treat
It's like fentan-all you can eat
Beef cows raised in fields of shit
Sad imported pork
Chickens dead on a tyson truck
Blowin feathers on your fork
Private equity firm burgers
They're playin' both sides of the game
They gotta direct line to the chemo dime
It's from the cradle to the grave
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
Cancerous plastic phthalates
Rubbin' off in the sugar and the salt
And the doc should be in a-real, real soon
To let ya know that it's all your fault
Maybe nobody's forcin' the nuggets
Maybe Ronald ain't holdin the noose
But the vampire pricks in power
Are all a-countin' on u to lose
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
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I'll take a couple McChickens and a large frie
Wash 'em down with a Diet Coke
Sure I'll get a lil gas, but I'm low on cash
So I might as well feel broke
The Dairy Queen and the Burger King
Are making love in the rain
While the Taco Bell is just-a ringing like hell
As we all circle the drain
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
Cheaper than a home-cooked treat
It's like fentan-all you can eat
Beef cows raised in fields of shit
Sad imported pork
Chickens dead on a tyson truck
Blowin feathers on your fork
Private equity firm burgers
They're playin' both sides of the game
They gotta direct line to the chemo dime
It's from the cradle to the grave
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
Cancerous plastic phthalates
Rubbin' off in the sugar and the salt
And the doc should be in a-real, real soon
To let ya know that it's all your fault
Maybe nobody's forcin' the nuggets
Maybe Ronald ain't holdin the noose
But the vampire pricks in power
Are all a-countin' on u to lose
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
Live fast, die fast
Eat fast food
Feed the mean machine
That's fillin' up on me and you
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The Whales


Ready
The whales know things you haven't seen
They've felt the weight of centuries
The whales go places you don't know
They ponder depths beyond below
The whales ferry their souls about
They wail a song of whale renown
They're swimming through the soul of Earth
The whales alone know what it's worth
The whales
Since men crafted the rafts from land
And sailed seas, never understanding
Marvels: submarine beneath
From myths and ancient tales to keep
For Jonah, Yu-kiang, and Job
Ahab and Pinocchio
Do whales tell tales of bearded men
And warn their babies what has been
The whales
What will become of all the whales
And ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
Ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
If the rivers turn to mud and blood
And cease to be, and naught to run
And the ocean loses all its air
And turns to plastic everywhere
To where will all the wisdom go
The whale carries within her soul
Will man continue on to rage
Neglect the oceanic saints
The whales
What will become of all the whales
And ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
Ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
What whales know, you can't understand
They took a breath and left the land
Constellations guide them on
Souls aligned with moon and stars
Whales feel joy, whales have pain
Whales triumphant swim again
We pray that all the whales prevail
In every ocean that they sail
The whales
What will become of all the whales
What will become of the whales
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Ready
The whales know things you haven't seen
They've felt the weight of centuries
The whales go places you don't know
They ponder depths beyond below
The whales ferry their souls about
They wail a song of whale renown
They're swimming through the soul of Earth
The whales alone know what it's worth
The whales
Since men crafted the rafts from land
And sailed seas, never understanding
Marvels: submarine beneath
From myths and ancient tales to keep
For Jonah, Yu-kiang, and Job
Ahab and Pinocchio
Do whales tell tales of bearded men
And warn their babies what has been
The whales
What will become of all the whales
And ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
Ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
If the rivers turn to mud and blood
And cease to be, and naught to run
And the ocean loses all its air
And turns to plastic everywhere
To where will all the wisdom go
The whale carries within her soul
Will man continue on to rage
Neglect the oceanic saints
The whales
What will become of all the whales
And ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
Ever since I was small
The whales did call
The whales did call
What whales know, you can't understand
They took a breath and left the land
Constellations guide them on
Souls aligned with moon and stars
Whales feel joy, whales have pain
Whales triumphant swim again
We pray that all the whales prevail
In every ocean that they sail
The whales
What will become of all the whales
What will become of the whales
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Horcrux


One, two, ready, and
I'm at the gates of the compound, cryin', "Let me in"
I'll do the triangles
I'll do the secrets
Just tell me where to begin
Teach me the handshake
Show me the path
You need some grace and honey, I need a bath
Show me the motions
I'll go along
You do your dance and baby, I'll play the song
All cut up like a Horcrux
All tore down just-a gone around, boo-hoo
I've looked over my shoulder
I've peered through the blinds
I ripped a stranger's bong
I sung a scary song
In places I didn't belong
To folks who didn't want me there
And I owe the doctor money
But I'll pay him on Sunday
Teach me the handshake
Show me the path
You need some grace and honey, I need a bath
Show me the motions
I'll go along
You do your dance and baby, I'll play the song
All cut up like a Horcrux
All tore down just-a gone around, boo-hoo
Get down
I met real poets
The one's that don't even know it
They work at Jiffy Lube
They work at Braum's
They don't read the papers
They're just-a rolling along
Teach me the handshake
Show me the path
You need some grace and honey, I need a bath
Show me the motions
I'll go along
You do your dance and baby, I'll play the song
All cut up like a Horcrux
All tore down just-a gone around, boo-hoo
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One, two, ready, and
I'm at the gates of the compound, cryin', "Let me in"
I'll do the triangles
I'll do the secrets
Just tell me where to begin
Teach me the handshake
Show me the path
You need some grace and honey, I need a bath
Show me the motions
I'll go along
You do your dance and baby, I'll play the song
All cut up like a Horcrux
All tore down just-a gone around, boo-hoo
I've looked over my shoulder
I've peered through the blinds
I ripped a stranger's bong
I sung a scary song
In places I didn't belong
To folks who didn't want me there
And I owe the doctor money
But I'll pay him on Sunday
Teach me the handshake
Show me the path
You need some grace and honey, I need a bath
Show me the motions
I'll go along
You do your dance and baby, I'll play the song
All cut up like a Horcrux
All tore down just-a gone around, boo-hoo
Get down
I met real poets
The one's that don't even know it
They work at Jiffy Lube
They work at Braum's
They don't read the papers
They're just-a rolling along
Teach me the handshake
Show me the path
You need some grace and honey, I need a bath
Show me the motions
I'll go along
You do your dance and baby, I'll play the song
All cut up like a Horcrux
All tore down just-a gone around, boo-hoo
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Change is in the Air


Everyone was so depressing
In their stupid white shoes
I don't have the same bliss
I ain't got the same blues
White trash holdin' hands
By the crumbling road
That's you and me, baby
At the will of the wind
Not doin' what we're told
That's you and me, honey
And I don't know a thing
I feel just like a boy
But I know that both sides
Of the thing we're flippin'
Are on the same coin
It's gonna be a long cold winter
But I'm glad we got to hang
For things to stay the same around here
There's gonna have to be some change
Ch-ch-ch-changes, ah
I ain't talkin' bout your hair
Change is in the air
Tell me about them Saudi princes
Tell me, what have you seen?
I'll tell you 'bout them brown eyed midwestern women
Listenin to Bad Company
It's gonna be a long cold winter
But I'm glad we got to hang
For things to stay the same around here
There's gonna have to be some change
Ch-ch-ch-changes, ah
I ain't talkin' bout your hair
Change is in the air
I never wanted this for you
You never wanted for nothin' at all
I got problems like a space station, honey
Troubles like a Russian doll
I never wanted this for you
You never wanted for nothin' at all
I got problems like a space station, honey
Trouble like a Russian doll
It's gonna be a long cold winter
But I'm glad we got to hang
For things to stay the same around here
There's gonna have to be some change
Ch-ch-ch-changes, ah
I ain't talkin' bout your hair
Change is in the air, ah
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Everyone was so depressing
In their stupid white shoes
I don't have the same bliss
I ain't got the same blues
White trash holdin' hands
By the crumbling road
That's you and me, baby
At the will of the wind
Not doin' what we're told
That's you and me, honey
And I don't know a thing
I feel just like a boy
But I know that both sides
Of the thing we're flippin'
Are on the same coin
It's gonna be a long cold winter
But I'm glad we got to hang
For things to stay the same around here
There's gonna have to be some change
Ch-ch-ch-changes, ah
I ain't talkin' bout your hair
Change is in the air
Tell me about them Saudi princes
Tell me, what have you seen?
I'll tell you 'bout them brown eyed midwestern women
Listenin to Bad Company
It's gonna be a long cold winter
But I'm glad we got to hang
For things to stay the same around here
There's gonna have to be some change
Ch-ch-ch-changes, ah
I ain't talkin' bout your hair
Change is in the air
I never wanted this for you
You never wanted for nothin' at all
I got problems like a space station, honey
Troubles like a Russian doll
I never wanted this for you
You never wanted for nothin' at all
I got problems like a space station, honey
Trouble like a Russian doll
It's gonna be a long cold winter
But I'm glad we got to hang
For things to stay the same around here
There's gonna have to be some change
Ch-ch-ch-changes, ah
I ain't talkin' bout your hair
Change is in the air, ah
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It's a Gamble Enough


Now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
I dreamt we toured Argentina
Like some level on N64
I just kept messin' up
Havin' to start over
The devil was the TM
He had horns that pointed down
I stole my buddy, Ted's, Ford Bronco
And wrecked it in the South
Now he's suing me for damages
Others tried to talk 'em down
I can't defend myself
I was high and leavin' town
And now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
There's a message in the Sanskrit
Relayed to me in Greek
I'll give you the translation:
"The future's lookin' bleak"
And if that's the way that it is
Then yes, I am complainin'
Just don't piss down my back
And tell me that it's rainin'
Don't let 'em go and tell you off
Make you feel like a failure
There ain't a damn thing wrong
With livin' in a trailer
And now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
Now what's the point in a-winnin'
When you had to pay to play?
Hell, even I can get into baseball
When there's money on the way
And I don't like law enforcement
I knew some of 'em
In school
Picked on and picked off and slow to grow
Now they're pointin' the gun at you
And now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
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Now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
I dreamt we toured Argentina
Like some level on N64
I just kept messin' up
Havin' to start over
The devil was the TM
He had horns that pointed down
I stole my buddy, Ted's, Ford Bronco
And wrecked it in the South
Now he's suing me for damages
Others tried to talk 'em down
I can't defend myself
I was high and leavin' town
And now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
There's a message in the Sanskrit
Relayed to me in Greek
I'll give you the translation:
"The future's lookin' bleak"
And if that's the way that it is
Then yes, I am complainin'
Just don't piss down my back
And tell me that it's rainin'
Don't let 'em go and tell you off
Make you feel like a failure
There ain't a damn thing wrong
With livin' in a trailer
And now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
Now what's the point in a-winnin'
When you had to pay to play?
Hell, even I can get into baseball
When there's money on the way
And I don't like law enforcement
I knew some of 'em
In school
Picked on and picked off and slow to grow
Now they're pointin' the gun at you
And now I don't taste wine I can't afford
I don't listen to no one gettin' paid
I don't look up to bullies
I don't play no games with spades
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
It's a gamble enough
Just wakin' up
For me
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Bugs


Well I have a reason
I know why
Don't do it just so they'll die
If you're gonna kill a bug
Don't do it just because
I like bugs and I'll tell you why
They're alive and so am I
Bugs
I like grasshoppers cause frogs eat 'em
I like bees cause flowers need 'em
I like spiders, I like slugs
I like caterpillars, I like bugs
I hate crowds, I love people
I ain't down with the plague
But I'm cool with beetles and bugs
Bugs are pretty cute, bugs are pretty fun
There's a couple of bugs to try to stay away from
Mosquitos, ticks, business flies
Bugs in suits, bugs in ties
And I get bit and it makes me itch
You won't never complain
'Cause they never really kill me
Granddaddy long legs, fireflies
Big banana spiders with a bunch of eyes
Birds eat bugs and then they sing a pretty tune
Maybe I should look into eating bugs pretty soon
Every time I get bit
I think of all the things I done stepped on that I never did see
And I go, "Okay bugs, one for me!"
Bzz-bz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz
Bzz, bz-bz-bz, b-bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz-bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bz-bzz
And I don't know what the mantis is praying for
But he's probably just thanking the Lord
That he don't live in a home
And he don't got a phone
And he don't sit around all angry and bored
He's just a bug
Buzz on
Bzz-bz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz
Bzz, bz-bz-bz, b-bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz-bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bz-bzz
I like bugs and I'll tell you why
They're alive and so am I
Bugs
Bzz-bzz
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Well I have a reason
I know why
Don't do it just so they'll die
If you're gonna kill a bug
Don't do it just because
I like bugs and I'll tell you why
They're alive and so am I
Bugs
I like grasshoppers cause frogs eat 'em
I like bees cause flowers need 'em
I like spiders, I like slugs
I like caterpillars, I like bugs
I hate crowds, I love people
I ain't down with the plague
But I'm cool with beetles and bugs
Bugs are pretty cute, bugs are pretty fun
There's a couple of bugs to try to stay away from
Mosquitos, ticks, business flies
Bugs in suits, bugs in ties
And I get bit and it makes me itch
You won't never complain
'Cause they never really kill me
Granddaddy long legs, fireflies
Big banana spiders with a bunch of eyes
Birds eat bugs and then they sing a pretty tune
Maybe I should look into eating bugs pretty soon
Every time I get bit
I think of all the things I done stepped on that I never did see
And I go, "Okay bugs, one for me!"
Bzz-bz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz
Bzz, bz-bz-bz, b-bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz-bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bz-bzz
And I don't know what the mantis is praying for
But he's probably just thanking the Lord
That he don't live in a home
And he don't got a phone
And he don't sit around all angry and bored
He's just a bug
Buzz on
Bzz-bz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz
Bzz, bz-bz-bz, b-bzz, bzz, bz-bzz, bzz-bzz, bzz, bzz, bz-bz-bzz
I like bugs and I'll tell you why
They're alive and so am I
Bugs
Bzz-bzz
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Labor Day


It's the unofficial end of summer
From the most official source around
Get ready for fall
Pumpkin spice, y'all
It's about to be the big first down
It's the back-to-school
Labor Day sale
Down at the John Smith
Honda, Buick, GMC
Mitsubishi, Ford, Chevrolet, Hyundai
Get down and spend some money
But I hope that you had a nice summer
And I hope that you're done wearin' white
And I hope that your fall ain't a bummer
Hope your schoolin' goes alright
It's Labor Day
Way back, back in 1890 and 4
Grover Cleveland signed it in to law
Said, "This is your federally allocated state mandated
Summer's last hurrah!"
See, he had to cool it down
Spread some love around
Placate some boycotts and such
'Cause the folks that were workin'
Were tired of workin'
So doggone daggum much
Listen to em work
But I hope that you had a nice summer
And I hope that you're done wearin' white
And I hope that your fall ain't a bummer
Hope your schoolin' goes alright
It's Labor Day
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It's the unofficial end of summer
From the most official source around
Get ready for fall
Pumpkin spice, y'all
It's about to be the big first down
It's the back-to-school
Labor Day sale
Down at the John Smith
Honda, Buick, GMC
Mitsubishi, Ford, Chevrolet, Hyundai
Get down and spend some money
But I hope that you had a nice summer
And I hope that you're done wearin' white
And I hope that your fall ain't a bummer
Hope your schoolin' goes alright
It's Labor Day
Way back, back in 1890 and 4
Grover Cleveland signed it in to law
Said, "This is your federally allocated state mandated
Summer's last hurrah!"
See, he had to cool it down
Spread some love around
Placate some boycotts and such
'Cause the folks that were workin'
Were tired of workin'
So doggone daggum much
Listen to em work
But I hope that you had a nice summer
And I hope that you're done wearin' white
And I hope that your fall ain't a bummer
Hope your schoolin' goes alright
It's Labor Day
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Every Grain of Sand


If I lived way up on a high, tall mountain
Up in the sky like a monk
Listenin' to the stream
Just the critters and me
Huggin' on a big tree trunk
If I lived way down in a great rift valley
Watching the lilacs blow in the wind
Watching alluvial sands in the cradle of man
Slip through our fingers again
Every grain of sand
Through the hourglass, every grain of sand
I'm gonna squeeze everything I can
Out of every last grain of sand
If I lived way out on a boat in the ocean
Just my astronomy to get by
On my last voyage with all of the gods
On the deck of the starboard side
In the flower born under a bad sign
And all of the meteors fell like a rain
And all the snakes among us were speaking in tongues
And just rattlin' window panes
Every grain of sand
Through the hourglass, every grain of sand
I'm gonna squeeze every thing I can
Out of every last grain of sand
[Instrumental Break]
Mark my name off the log of the captain
Take my name off of the list
Many darts'll be thrown and stick sad and alone
Fall from the targets that they missed
Every grain of sand
Through the hourglass, every grain of sand
I'm gonna squeeze every thing I can
Out of every last grain of sand
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If I lived way up on a high, tall mountain
Up in the sky like a monk
Listenin' to the stream
Just the critters and me
Huggin' on a big tree trunk
If I lived way down in a great rift valley
Watching the lilacs blow in the wind
Watching alluvial sands in the cradle of man
Slip through our fingers again
Every grain of sand
Through the hourglass, every grain of sand
I'm gonna squeeze everything I can
Out of every last grain of sand
If I lived way out on a boat in the ocean
Just my astronomy to get by
On my last voyage with all of the gods
On the deck of the starboard side
In the flower born under a bad sign
And all of the meteors fell like a rain
And all the snakes among us were speaking in tongues
And just rattlin' window panes
Every grain of sand
Through the hourglass, every grain of sand
I'm gonna squeeze every thing I can
Out of every last grain of sand
[Instrumental Break]
Mark my name off the log of the captain
Take my name off of the list
Many darts'll be thrown and stick sad and alone
Fall from the targets that they missed
Every grain of sand
Through the hourglass, every grain of sand
I'm gonna squeeze every thing I can
Out of every last grain of sand
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Wheel


I'm trusting all the apples to grow on trees
Yeah I believe in them, do they believe in me?
I don't know
I hope so
If a minute's a place
And a moment's a gift
Then a while's a time too heavy to lift
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keep turning
I'll keep learning
I keep on spinning on
I'm trusting all the planets to know their math
To know their way along the path
I don't know
I hope so
Seems like every calendar's a slice of cake
Where you get a little more
The less you take
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keep turning
I'll keep learning
I keep on spinning on
Everything you see
And everything you touch
It is what it is, babe
It's gonna have to be enough
I got hope in all the rivers to flow today
To go along, along their way
I don't know
I hope so
I'm living for the hope I won't be abridged
By anything there was
By anything that is
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keep turning
I'll keep learning
I keep on spinning on
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I'm trusting all the apples to grow on trees
Yeah I believe in them, do they believe in me?
I don't know
I hope so
If a minute's a place
And a moment's a gift
Then a while's a time too heavy to lift
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keep turning
I'll keep learning
I keep on spinning on
I'm trusting all the planets to know their math
To know their way along the path
I don't know
I hope so
Seems like every calendar's a slice of cake
Where you get a little more
The less you take
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keep turning
I'll keep learning
I keep on spinning on
Everything you see
And everything you touch
It is what it is, babe
It's gonna have to be enough
I got hope in all the rivers to flow today
To go along, along their way
I don't know
I hope so
I'm living for the hope I won't be abridged
By anything there was
By anything that is
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keeps spinning on
Turn and turn me on
Wheel keep turning
I'll keep learning
I keep on spinning on
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Grapes of Wrath


I know your son is handicapped
And it can't be easy
All the useless platitudes
We all say on the way to our evenings
I've seen some brand-name hate
On some generic human beings
People say they wanna change
But they don't know what they mean
You can never know a loss
Like the gaping wound inside you
Gnawing at your mind
Every building you walk into
If I sing a song of joy
Who the hell would believe?
If I press the grapes of wrath
Is the juice even worth the squeeze?
I know you loved your dad
And now he's dead
Y'all had some stuff to sort out
Now it won't get said
I've seen some brand-name hate
On some generic human beings
People say they wanna change
But they don't know what they mean
You can never know a loss
Like the gaping wound inside you
Gnawing on your mind
Every building you walk into
If I sing a song of joy
Who the hell would believe?
If I press the grapes of wrath
Is the juice even worth the squeeze?
What will happen to the shirt that you wore on your birthday
When you realized everything was mostly a feeling?
And you blew out the candles on your birthday cake
Everything was surreal
Your mother seemed so fake
What's this strange tradition?
What's the cult of years?
I thought we'd press the grapes of wrath
Instead, we all got beers
You can never know a loss
Like the gaping wound inside you
Gnawing on your mind
Every building you walk into
If I sing a song of joy
Who the hell would believe?
If I press the grapes of wrath
Is the juice even worth the squeeze?
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I know your son is handicapped
And it can't be easy
All the useless platitudes
We all say on the way to our evenings
I've seen some brand-name hate
On some generic human beings
People say they wanna change
But they don't know what they mean
You can never know a loss
Like the gaping wound inside you
Gnawing at your mind
Every building you walk into
If I sing a song of joy
Who the hell would believe?
If I press the grapes of wrath
Is the juice even worth the squeeze?
I know you loved your dad
And now he's dead
Y'all had some stuff to sort out
Now it won't get said
I've seen some brand-name hate
On some generic human beings
People say they wanna change
But they don't know what they mean
You can never know a loss
Like the gaping wound inside you
Gnawing on your mind
Every building you walk into
If I sing a song of joy
Who the hell would believe?
If I press the grapes of wrath
Is the juice even worth the squeeze?
What will happen to the shirt that you wore on your birthday
When you realized everything was mostly a feeling?
And you blew out the candles on your birthday cake
Everything was surreal
Your mother seemed so fake
What's this strange tradition?
What's the cult of years?
I thought we'd press the grapes of wrath
Instead, we all got beers
You can never know a loss
Like the gaping wound inside you
Gnawing on your mind
Every building you walk into
If I sing a song of joy
Who the hell would believe?
If I press the grapes of wrath
Is the juice even worth the squeeze?
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If I Died


If I died
And I was dead
There'd be no need to fix my head
There'd be no need to go to work
Renew the tags
Or wear a shirt
I wouldn't need nothin' to do
If it were me
Could've been you
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do-do, do, do, dead
If I died
And it were aught
And that would rot
And then it'd bloom
Sure enough
It's part of things
It's part of stuff
To everything
You gotta turn
You don't deserve what you earn
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do-do, do, do, dead
When you die
They don't know
If there's a place
You gotta go
But hopefully there ain't chores
Just John Prine
Celestial doors
And good friends
And fun times
Like the ones that fill up my mind
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do-do, do
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If I died
And I was dead
There'd be no need to fix my head
There'd be no need to go to work
Renew the tags
Or wear a shirt
I wouldn't need nothin' to do
If it were me
Could've been you
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do-do, do, do, dead
If I died
And it were aught
And that would rot
And then it'd bloom
Sure enough
It's part of things
It's part of stuff
To everything
You gotta turn
You don't deserve what you earn
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do-do, do, do, dead
When you die
They don't know
If there's a place
You gotta go
But hopefully there ain't chores
Just John Prine
Celestial doors
And good friends
And fun times
Like the ones that fill up my mind
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do-do, do
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The Debate II The Empire Strikes Back


They're eating cats
They're eating ducks
They're eating possums and dogs
We're gonna send 'em all back
Back to where they belong
I have rallies, they are awesome
No one ever leaves
But they're checking my facts
And everybody's pickin' on me
I had a bad time, it was ugly
Take me home
To Mar-a-Lago
I went to camp
I read the book
I learned just what to do
I kicked 'em right in the ego
And he done came unglued
I got some plans from the mans
In the billionaire suits
We're gonna fuel the permawar
But you can afford the food
I had a good time
It was fun
Take me home
We're gonna save the d-e-m-o-c-r-a-c-y
Why, oh, why
Would you ever believe
A single word they tell you or me?
They're bloodthirsty for power
And we're all in the way
You'd have to be insane
To play the games they play
But nobody forgot where they was
And no one got shot
If you set the bar low
You'll be happy with what ya got
We owe, we owe
So it's off to war we go
We owe
So it's off to war we go
If it's gas, I'll ride a bike
If it's taxes, have some more
Just stop the bad cancer
End the endless war
Signal all your virtues
Hide all your vice
Neither does a damn
If you never take your own advice
I watched the debate
It was stupid
Take me home, country roads
We're gonna save the d-e-m-o-c-r-a-c-y
Why, oh, why
Would you ever believe
A single word they tell you or me?
They're bloodthirsty for power
And we're all in the way
You'd have to be insane
To play the games they play
But nobody forgot where they was
And no one got shot
If you set the bar low
You'll be happy with what ya got
We owe, we owe
So it's off to war we go
We owe, we owe
So it's off to war we go
We owe
So it's off to war we go
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They're eating cats
They're eating ducks
They're eating possums and dogs
We're gonna send 'em all back
Back to where they belong
I have rallies, they are awesome
No one ever leaves
But they're checking my facts
And everybody's pickin' on me
I had a bad time, it was ugly
Take me home
To Mar-a-Lago
I went to camp
I read the book
I learned just what to do
I kicked 'em right in the ego
And he done came unglued
I got some plans from the mans
In the billionaire suits
We're gonna fuel the permawar
But you can afford the food
I had a good time
It was fun
Take me home
We're gonna save the d-e-m-o-c-r-a-c-y
Why, oh, why
Would you ever believe
A single word they tell you or me?
They're bloodthirsty for power
And we're all in the way
You'd have to be insane
To play the games they play
But nobody forgot where they was
And no one got shot
If you set the bar low
You'll be happy with what ya got
We owe, we owe
So it's off to war we go
We owe
So it's off to war we go
If it's gas, I'll ride a bike
If it's taxes, have some more
Just stop the bad cancer
End the endless war
Signal all your virtues
Hide all your vice
Neither does a damn
If you never take your own advice
I watched the debate
It was stupid
Take me home, country roads
We're gonna save the d-e-m-o-c-r-a-c-y
Why, oh, why
Would you ever believe
A single word they tell you or me?
They're bloodthirsty for power
And we're all in the way
You'd have to be insane
To play the games they play
But nobody forgot where they was
And no one got shot
If you set the bar low
You'll be happy with what ya got
We owe, we owe
So it's off to war we go
We owe, we owe
So it's off to war we go
We owe
So it's off to war we go
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Oh! Love of Mine


Oh, love of mine
Pure brightness
Shining like a sunbeam from heaven
Oh, love of mine
Only life
You are a fountain
I come to you with empty hands
I love you madly, woman
Love that lasts for all of time
[Instrumental Break]
Oh, love of mine
Pure brightness
Shining like a moonbeam
From heaven
Oh, love of mine
Only life
You are my planet
And I am just an empty star
I love you madly, woman
Love that lasts for all of time
Ooh-oh
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Oh, love of mine
Pure brightness
Shining like a sunbeam from heaven
Oh, love of mine
Only life
You are a fountain
I come to you with empty hands
I love you madly, woman
Love that lasts for all of time
[Instrumental Break]
Oh, love of mine
Pure brightness
Shining like a moonbeam
From heaven
Oh, love of mine
Only life
You are my planet
And I am just an empty star
I love you madly, woman
Love that lasts for all of time
Ooh-oh
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Vape


Hit your vape, you great ape
Blow a plume so huge
It fills up a room
And floats us all to the moon
On a great big vape balloon
Hit yer vape, go escape
Find a spot on the team
With the nicotine queen
She knows her way around a brain
And yours is free
Well, it's the cruelest thing I've ever seen
The way they fool a man to pay the fee
To his own little prison
And convince 'em that he's really free
Hit your vape
Nice and slow
Throw the whole thing out the window
When the potion is low
The plastic is fantastic for the Earth you know to grow
Hit your vape
Tip that doggy
If vaping ain't smokin'
Why's the room so foggy?
You ain't wrong
It's your right to die in a hurry
But the people that love ya
Got a right to worry
Lemme tell you bout the man, man
He needs you breathless
Suckin' on the Earth through a straw
Totally medicated
Feelin' nothin' at all
He needs you poor in the pockets
And broke in the mind
If he's gonna make a buck
He needs you compromised
Hit your vape, you'll go far
Sound like a frog on a log in a bog on guitar
Smokin' is fun
And quittin's a bummer
But freeing your mind
Is worth every discomfort, man
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Hit your vape, you great ape
Blow a plume so huge
It fills up a room
And floats us all to the moon
On a great big vape balloon
Hit yer vape, go escape
Find a spot on the team
With the nicotine queen
She knows her way around a brain
And yours is free
Well, it's the cruelest thing I've ever seen
The way they fool a man to pay the fee
To his own little prison
And convince 'em that he's really free
Hit your vape
Nice and slow
Throw the whole thing out the window
When the potion is low
The plastic is fantastic for the Earth you know to grow
Hit your vape
Tip that doggy
If vaping ain't smokin'
Why's the room so foggy?
You ain't wrong
It's your right to die in a hurry
But the people that love ya
Got a right to worry
Lemme tell you bout the man, man
He needs you breathless
Suckin' on the Earth through a straw
Totally medicated
Feelin' nothin' at all
He needs you poor in the pockets
And broke in the mind
If he's gonna make a buck
He needs you compromised
Hit your vape, you'll go far
Sound like a frog on a log in a bog on guitar
Smokin' is fun
And quittin's a bummer
But freeing your mind
Is worth every discomfort, man
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I'm Sorry


Go ye down into that land
You'll wake more than the dogs my friend
You'll wake until you've woke and then
You'll wanna go to sleep again, I'm sorry
Walter Whitman, Waldo seeking
Confucian analectic reading
Good men tore down cut and bleeding
All things no one needed, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
The multitudes contained in you
Are surely walking two by two
Into an ark, an unfortunate zoo
If the flood comes soon, and I'm sorry
They greet me cosmopolitanly
A synthesis of many litanies
Ya always knew I was a sucker for them things
I must learn my manners and my Chinese please
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
[Instrumental Break]
You deal in slaves, become withdrawn
And cease to keep on keepin' on
Cut the tree that grew the fruit
If I was you honey, I'd salt them roots
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
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Go ye down into that land
You'll wake more than the dogs my friend
You'll wake until you've woke and then
You'll wanna go to sleep again, I'm sorry
Walter Whitman, Waldo seeking
Confucian analectic reading
Good men tore down cut and bleeding
All things no one needed, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
The multitudes contained in you
Are surely walking two by two
Into an ark, an unfortunate zoo
If the flood comes soon, and I'm sorry
They greet me cosmopolitanly
A synthesis of many litanies
Ya always knew I was a sucker for them things
I must learn my manners and my Chinese please
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
[Instrumental Break]
You deal in slaves, become withdrawn
And cease to keep on keepin' on
Cut the tree that grew the fruit
If I was you honey, I'd salt them roots
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I feel so goddamn bad
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm the worse thing ya ever had
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Trees


Cedars and oaks, and birches and pines
You tell me your favourite, I'll tell you mine
I like the tall ones, short ones, ones with great big roots
I like the ones that bend in the wind
And the ones that got fruit
Oh, trees
Nice enough to see
Oh trees, growing up around you and me
Thank you trees
For picking up what we're putting out
For giving us air to laugh about
How lucky we are to have trees
Now the guitar I'mma picking
Is made of wood
So I don't take much convincing that a tree's good
But greed is a weed and it takes more than it needs
Yeah, wasting a tree is like wasting a buck
If you ain't got a reason
Let 'em dig and be dug
They're wasting long hours
Tuning time into rings
Oh, trees, for birds and big raccoons
For monkeys and bugs and lost balloons
The trees all know cause they go real slow
In everything they do
Tree's probably smarter than me and you
Trees got squirrels and little boys and girls
Climbing up and down em all the time
They'll wrestle the wind
Ann they'll bow and they'll bend
And they'll stand the test of time
And a tree may not grow all that high
On the side of a hill so steep
Be rest assured, below the dirt
He's digging down really deep
Oh, trees
Nice enough to see
Oh trees, growing up around you and me
Thank you trees
For picking up what we're putting out
For giving us air to laugh about
How lucky we are to have trees
Oh, trees, for birds and big raccoons
For monkeys and bugs and lost balloons
The trees all know cause they go real slow
In everything they do
Tree's probably smarter than me and you
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Cedars and oaks, and birches and pines
You tell me your favourite, I'll tell you mine
I like the tall ones, short ones, ones with great big roots
I like the ones that bend in the wind
And the ones that got fruit
Oh, trees
Nice enough to see
Oh trees, growing up around you and me
Thank you trees
For picking up what we're putting out
For giving us air to laugh about
How lucky we are to have trees
Now the guitar I'mma picking
Is made of wood
So I don't take much convincing that a tree's good
But greed is a weed and it takes more than it needs
Yeah, wasting a tree is like wasting a buck
If you ain't got a reason
Let 'em dig and be dug
They're wasting long hours
Tuning time into rings
Oh, trees, for birds and big raccoons
For monkeys and bugs and lost balloons
The trees all know cause they go real slow
In everything they do
Tree's probably smarter than me and you
Trees got squirrels and little boys and girls
Climbing up and down em all the time
They'll wrestle the wind
Ann they'll bow and they'll bend
And they'll stand the test of time
And a tree may not grow all that high
On the side of a hill so steep
Be rest assured, below the dirt
He's digging down really deep
Oh, trees
Nice enough to see
Oh trees, growing up around you and me
Thank you trees
For picking up what we're putting out
For giving us air to laugh about
How lucky we are to have trees
Oh, trees, for birds and big raccoons
For monkeys and bugs and lost balloons
The trees all know cause they go real slow
In everything they do
Tree's probably smarter than me and you
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War Isn't Murder (Live from NYC)


They all sound the same
War isn't murder
Good men don't die
Children don't starve
And all women survive
"War isn't murder"
That's what they say
When you're fighting the devil, murder's okay
War isn't murder
They're called casualties
There ain't a veteran
With a good night's sleep
Let's talk about dead people
I mean-a dead people
The dead don't feel honored
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
Call your dead mother
Ask her when she died
It's a deathly silence on the other line
The dead don't talk
But their children don't forget
So in 20 short years
You could live to regret that
War isn't murder
There's money at stake
Hell, even Kushner agrees, "It's good real estate"
War isn't murder, ask Netanyahu
He's got a psalm for that
And a bomb for you
War isn't murder
It's an old desert faith
It's a nation-state sanctioned righteous hate
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
If war isn't murder
It's the vengeance of God
If you can't see the bodies
They don't bloat when they rot
And the flies don't swarm
And the children don't cry
If war isn't murder
Good men don't die
So in a short 20 years
When you vacation the Strip
Try not and think about the dead
And have a nice trip
War isn't murder
We should all give thanks
I saw it all in a movie
Give it up for Tom Hanks
War isn't murder
They don't ship out the poor
And the bullets they fire
Ain't part of the cure
War isn't murder
Land is a right
But the banks called dibs
It's something you can't fight
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
The dead don't feel honor
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
Call your dead mother
Ask her when she died
It's a deathly silence on the other line
It's a dark sacrifice
Made on your behalf
So get down on your knees
And thank the sweet lord that
War isn't murder
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They all sound the same
War isn't murder
Good men don't die
Children don't starve
And all women survive
"War isn't murder"
That's what they say
When you're fighting the devil, murder's okay
War isn't murder
They're called casualties
There ain't a veteran
With a good night's sleep
Let's talk about dead people
I mean-a dead people
The dead don't feel honored
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
Call your dead mother
Ask her when she died
It's a deathly silence on the other line
The dead don't talk
But their children don't forget
So in 20 short years
You could live to regret that
War isn't murder
There's money at stake
Hell, even Kushner agrees, "It's good real estate"
War isn't murder, ask Netanyahu
He's got a psalm for that
And a bomb for you
War isn't murder
It's an old desert faith
It's a nation-state sanctioned righteous hate
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
If war isn't murder
It's the vengeance of God
If you can't see the bodies
They don't bloat when they rot
And the flies don't swarm
And the children don't cry
If war isn't murder
Good men don't die
So in a short 20 years
When you vacation the Strip
Try not and think about the dead
And have a nice trip
War isn't murder
We should all give thanks
I saw it all in a movie
Give it up for Tom Hanks
War isn't murder
They don't ship out the poor
And the bullets they fire
Ain't part of the cure
War isn't murder
Land is a right
But the banks called dibs
It's something you can't fight
Let's talk about dead people
I mean a dead people
The dead don't feel honor
They don't feel that brave
They don't feel avenged
They're lucky if they got graves
Call your dead mother
Ask her when she died
It's a deathly silence on the other line
It's a dark sacrifice
Made on your behalf
So get down on your knees
And thank the sweet lord that
War isn't murder
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Autumn


I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the leaves fall down out the sky
As the cardinal darts and the robin chirps dark
And the gooses honk "hark ye, goodbye"
The apples are done on the trees where they hung
And gourds of all greatness and moods
Are nestled in hay-yellow fields 'neath persimmon trees
This year the signs all said spoons
I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the summer slips out of view
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
There'll be talk of turkeys and taters and puddings
And pilgrims and corn on the cob
As the squirrels squirrel away what they can for each day
For the old man is getting along
Never have I ever wanted to measure
The time like I want to do now
As the goldenrod fades and short are the days
I wish I could pause 'em somehow
I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the summer slips out of view
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
The bugs of the summer grow quiet with wonder
As pegasus rises east
And the sweet morning dew will turn to frost soon
Into dens, all ye critters and beasts!
The owls hoot low and the mountain stream glows
In the light of a harvest moon night
But I haven't forgotten, it wouldn't be autumn
If we weren't between seasons of life
I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the summer slips out of view
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
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I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the leaves fall down out the sky
As the cardinal darts and the robin chirps dark
And the gooses honk "hark ye, goodbye"
The apples are done on the trees where they hung
And gourds of all greatness and moods
Are nestled in hay-yellow fields 'neath persimmon trees
This year the signs all said spoons
I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the summer slips out of view
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
There'll be talk of turkeys and taters and puddings
And pilgrims and corn on the cob
As the squirrels squirrel away what they can for each day
For the old man is getting along
Never have I ever wanted to measure
The time like I want to do now
As the goldenrod fades and short are the days
I wish I could pause 'em somehow
I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the summer slips out of view
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
The bugs of the summer grow quiet with wonder
As pegasus rises east
And the sweet morning dew will turn to frost soon
Into dens, all ye critters and beasts!
The owls hoot low and the mountain stream glows
In the light of a harvest moon night
But I haven't forgotten, it wouldn't be autumn
If we weren't between seasons of life
I wish you could see what my eyes see
As the summer slips out of view
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
Time's gonna take me, baby, just as I am
It's autumn here, how about you?
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Under The Powerlines

If you need any further illustration of the creative explosion that Jesse Welles has been the catalyst and accelerant for over the last year or so, appreciate that he just released a 63-song album encapsulating a six month time period between April of 2024 to September of 2024 called Under The Powerlines. The title makes reference to the clearing where Welles recorded many of his now viral videos over that time period.

The album collects the audio from those viral videos that have garnered Jesse Welles 1.1 million followers on Instagram, 1.2 million followers on Tik-Tok, and 370,000 subscribers on YouTube, and counting. It's difficult to impossible to communicate the incredible level of interest we're seeing in Welles, which has also translated to the live space where he's selling out shows left and right. Jesse Welles is one of the hottest names in all of music.

But you might be asking, "A 63 song album? Really?" especially since it feels like music is currently in an arm's race with acts like Zach Bryan, Morgan Wallen, Beyoncé and others releasing 27 to 40-song monstrosities that already make it difficult to impossible for fans to parse through and digest. How is someone expected to have the time to listen to a 63-song record?

With Jesse Welles, the explanation is much more practical. First, he wants to give fans the ability to stream any one of his viral songs they might fancy, and in their full versions, and at their fingertips. Releasing the audio to the videos gives fans that capability to do so on demand as opposed to having to go to YouTube and search up a video, which is a pain in the keister.

Most importantly though, the bigger issue actually has to do with intellectual property and theft. Welles was already becoming the victim of song thieves uploading the audio to his videos to Digital Service Providers (DSP) like Spotify, and making money off his songs. As Saving Country Music reported in April of 2024, performers are having their songs stolen and uploaded, even sometimes before they can release them themselves. One way to protect yourself is to get your songs up ASAP, even if you delay the release date.

Some have already criticized Jesse Welles' output as being too much, and this batch of previously-releases songs won't help his case. But what Jesse Welles is doing defies all conventional norms. No artist or songwriter has ever been responsible for such a voluminous amount of output that still resonates widely with the public like Welles does. It's unprecedented territory that calls for extraordinary measures to chronicle it, like releasing a 63-song album.
-savingcountrymusic.com
Performed by: Jesse Welles
Genre(s): Country, country rock, folk rock, folk
Producer(s): Jesse Welles
Released: March 21st, 2025
Year: 2025

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