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New Depression
04:04
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NEW DEPRESSION
Buddy can you spare a dollar, buddy can you make it ten.
Money don't seem to buy as much as it did just way back when.
My parents worked on for decades,
for the pensions come towards the end.
The power's still on, but the money's all gone,
and to guess, I can't begin, so
CHORUS: Welcome, to the new depression.
When ' they gonna leave us alone to live like women and men.
Welcome, to the new depression.
Woody Guthrie sang about it, now we're gonna live it again.
Lawyers play with shadows. books and papers and files.
Where ' we gonna get the gas for searchin' for a job for miles and miles,
I read the books and the papers, wait for forces to just align.
The man, the man, he spends millions to eradicate
a plant that's as common as a dandylion, so
CHORUS:
BRIDGE; ' Used to be, it was a different world.
' Used to be, when the flag unfurled,
' used to be someone's comin' and we'll all be saved.
' Used to be, but now you don't read it.
' Used to be but now you don't see it.
Washington and Jefferson and Thomas Paine are twirling in their graves so
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2. |
Gods Walk Beside Her
03:11
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Gods walk beside her
I got a love, big as the galaxy, her face shines like the sun.
I got a love, big as the galaxy, her face shines like the sun.
From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she was the one.
Now, the bad times come a-stalkin' with a dagger in the night,
Yeah, the bad times come a-stalkin' with a dagger in the night.
'Won't let nothin' come between us now, and I won't give up the fight.
CHORUS:
May the gods walk beside her every day 3X
'Got the runes of love and victory, they are blazed upon my shield,
I got the runes of love and victory, yeah, they are blazed upon my shield.
As I march them into battle, she's gonna know my love is real.
Now, the changes come a-hoverin' now, from that you cannot hide.
I know, the changes come a-hoverin' now, from that you cannot hide.
Wherever she may be right now, she's got a saint by her left side.
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3. |
Chant It Like A Mantra
03:27
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Chant it Like a Mantra
The lights of the town, they don't shine on me
Walkin' around the streets of money
I tell myself that I just don't see
The ones we made wealthy don't despise me
Starin' down from a concrete wall
Watchin' toy cars drive below me
Lookin' up so that I don't fall
I'm a part -time employee
Chorus: And I'll chant it like a Mantra:
"What do you want from me?
I got nothin', who's got somethin',
who is really free?"
I check the mail after work each day
I look at the bills and see what they're after
More than I earn, more than I can pay
I toss them aside with some anguished laughter
Lookin' in to a screen of blue
Watchin' people live without me
Call it out, nothin' I can do
and it's all the same for me
Chorus:
Instrumental:
Repeat first verse
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4. |
Hard Little Knot
04:49
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Hard Little Knot
There,s a mean old man, he's talkin' on the TV.
What he calls news, I call lies.
The things he says, they rattle up my senses.
The pictures that he shows insult my eyes.
' Turn my life into a prizeless competition.
Auction off the things that feed my soul.
I won't lie, and say that I won't miss them,
but a day's gonna come when no one's left who knows.
CHORUS:
But there's a hard little knot inside.
Its where I keep my heart, my soul, and all my human pride.
Yeah, there's a hard little knot inside.
And even when I'm not feelin' it, it ain't never gonna come untied,
' Cause there's a hard little knot inside.
Across the world, on the far horizon,
The people there, they never got the time to brood.
Strangers came, took all that they worked for.
Murdered, killed, whenever they felt the mood.
No one heard about it Monday morning,
not a word, the papers didn't say.
If I could just talk with the survivors,
I know they,d say " We ain't never gonna fade away.
CHORUS:
And the pill bug, he came to the edge of the world,
where the metal monsters grow and die.
Yeah, the pill bug, he came to the edge of the world,
where the suns shine in the night time, and the pavement's always dry.
And I went past him, never knowing, past the store fronts, on the fly.
Hey, look, I see where the TV fascist goes to buy his pizza pie.
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5. |
Ride On Home
03:58
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RIDE ON HOME
I got the radio off as I cruise on by.
Am I talkin' to God, or just talkin' to the sky ?
I keep puttin' it together but it still don't fly,
and no voice from the clouds 'gonna tell me why.
CHORUS ; I guess I'll ride on home 2X
Now I finished my work and I punched for my pay
' Stopped at a roadhouse along the way.
There was a girl singin' about an early morning beer buzz in L.A.
But I gotta get up and go to work every day.
CHORUS: I guess I'll ride on home 2 X
Like a number that doesn't play in a changing time,
I keep lookin' at everything ' round me but nothing's mine. 2X
' All over the road while they talk on the phone.
Is there anywhere to go to get away from the drone?
They're plugged into the world but won't call you at home.
They're just sittin' in a room tappin' keyes all alone, now..
CHORUS; I guess I'll ride on home 2X
Life's so short, you're here, then you're gone.
They say it'll be better if you keep movin' on.
Maybe I'll see her on a corner in the great beyond
'Say "It's all shined up, c'mon baby, hop on now!"
CHORUS: I guess I'll ride on home 2X
Like a number that doesn';t play in a changing time,
I keep lookin' at everything ' round me but nothing's mine. 2X
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6. |
Love Junkie
03:38
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Love Junkie
Each time 'feel that pounding in my heart
I know I got a need some day it's gonna blow me apart
My hands are really shakin' and the feeling just grew
'Gotta satisfy that cravin' that I'm feelin' for you
Canny observations from my mental machine
Rationalizations and they never seem right
I don't want to talk about it, 'only thing I know,
is I'm goin' through withdrawal, 'got to see you tonight
'cause I'm a
Love Junkie, love junkie, well come on! I'm a
Love Junkie, love junkie, oh yeah! I'm a
Love Junkie, love junkie, well come on! I'm a
Love Junkie, love junkie,
I loved you from the start, you left your tracks in my heart
Instrumental...
In my mind, I feel it all the time, yeah
'Never gonna leave me and so difficult to put into rhyme
You walk into the room, and I just gotta stop and stare, yeah
Your love is like an ocean, 'never comin' up for air, yeah!
Rude indoctrinations from my every day
Fade into obscurity whenever she's around
I don't want to talk about it, only thing I know,
Is all that love is music and I'm rockin' to the sound,
'cause I'm a.....
Love Junkie...etc.
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7. |
Jammin Days
03:19
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JAMMIN' DAYS
They said: " jammin' days are over, now go and sit inside your head."
Rust on the horizon, the phone, it sits beside your bed.
With summer comin' on and the warm, dark, nights,
now, think back to the days when we did it right.
When no one had to detox, and no one had to preach,
we took our girlfriends out and then we,d
jam down on the beach.
Jammin' days are over, now can't you read what's on the clock?
Run the race to settle down and save yourself the culture shock.
No, we didn't have a clue to our destiny.
And though it wasn't true, we were feelin' free.
A phone call brought a party where nothing was before,
' till father time just locked us in and
slammed down all the doors.
Down at the party, I was lost in confusion, like a light bulb in a cage.
I was a smarty, I was doing my routine just like a clown without a stage.
Down at the party, I was lost in confusion, like a light bulb in a cage.
I was a smarty, I was doing my routine just like a clown without a stage.
Please pass the vegetable dip...
(instrumental and repeat first verse )
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8. |
Tear It Down
03:23
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TEAR IT DOWN
Sun-drenched summer ladies walk on by.
' crankin' up the pallet jack one more time.
Sweat on my arms as the bills pile up at home.
One for the dentist, one for the gas,
one for the police man to stamp my pass
Ya know this month ' bring an extra big one for the phone, I say it when I'm all alone
CHORUS: Come on, come on, let's tear it down.
come on, come on, let's tear it down,
come on, come on, let's tear it down,
and plant the trees on the concrete ground,
Workin' all day for the insurance man,
so I can drive my car if I can
muster the mind up to get up and drive on home.
Seein' those lovely ladies romp and play,
hearin' them say "It's a beautiful day."
If I didn't know better, I'd really have to say... I say it nearly every day
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9. |
Too Much Shock
03:00
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TOO MUCH SHOCK
Cheese steak on the stove,
starin' down the hallway, there's no one home.
Cleanin', preanin', flyin' to the fire.
Everybody workin' for that extra pay,
stashin' it away until that fateful day,
when the doctor, or the taxes, or the man knocks 'em off of the wire.
CHORUS: And there's
Too much.... Shock! Too much...Shock! Too much...Shock! Too much...Shock!
Crash, crash, crash in a suburban town,
the forest's in the way, they're gonna knock it down.
Animals run and the children stand a cryin'.
Every piece of land just had to make a buck.
When the water table dropped you all where out of luck.
While we worked on top, the earth beneath us was dyiin'.
CHORUS: And there's
Too much...Shock! Too much...Shock! Too much...Shock!
I've got my pay for the week, another soul for hire,
Too much power coming over the wire
Spoken: Vertical split eyes trace words of lye
from metal flake, dyapsid tongues.
Shapes of heads and necks that crane ,
all jog inside my field of fire.
Ashen roads beneath the wheels of all the ancient cars of yore say
''Crier!''... say ''Liar!''... say''Crier!'' say''Liar!'' To all the things that've gone before.
Bang, bang, bang in a different scene,
' got a WATS line to heaven, if you know what I mean.
And all who disagree are gonna buy it.
Some are meant to be weak, and others strong.
Now they're going to eliminate who don't belong.
With a gun to your head, you can't deny it.
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10. |
Next Stop Valhalla
05:02
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