STAND UP
IT TAKES A BRAVE SOUL TO STAND UP FOR LOVE
IT TAKES A GOOD HEART TO RISE ABOVE
THOSE PETTY THINGS WE'VE ALL SAID AND DONE
IT TAKES A BRAVE SOUL TO STAND UP FOR LOVE
DAY
AFTER DAY WE WITNESS DESTRUCTION
LIVES
LAID WASTE BY THE WORLD'S GOVERNMENTS
AGENTS
OF CHAOS SOWING SEEDS OF CONFUSION
DANCING
LIKE MAD MEN ON THE EDGE OF RUIN
THEY
TAKE WHATEVER THEY WANT
BUT
WHAT THEY WANT AIN'T NEVER ENOUGH
THEY
TAKE AND TAKE
AND THEN
THEY TAKE SOME MORE
PEOPLE SCRAMBLING HERE TO THERE
HEADLONG, WRECKLESS AND WITHOUT A CARE
OBLIVIOUS TO ANYONE BUT THEMSELVES
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT WE LIE AWAKE IN BED
WONDERING WHAT NEW CATASTROPHE LIES AHEAD
WILL I LOSE MY JOB? ANOTHER BOMB GO OFF?
IS UNCERTAINTY THE ONLY THING I CAN COUNT ON?
THE WORLD'S TIRED AND WANTS TO SLEEP
WEARY FROM SEARCHING FOR A MOMENT'S PEACE
WE DREAM AWHILE
AND THEN WE DREAM SOME MORE
OF SIMPLER
THINGS AND BETTER TIMES
THINKING
THOUGHTS THAT EASE OUR MINDS
LAZY
DAYS SPENT WATCHING OUR GARDENS GROW...
TO OUR
FOUNDING FATHERS
BORN OF A REVOLUTION, SHE'S COMPROMISED HER IDEALS
SHE NO LONGER SEEKS SOLUTIONS, SHE'S ALL ABOUT MAKING DEALS
SHE'S BECOME A POLITICIAN, SHE DON'T GIVE A DAMN HOW YOU FEEL
BUSY MAKING CONNECTIONS TO THE MONEY ON THE HILL
OUR FOUNDING FATHERS MUST BE SPINNING IN THEIR GRAVES
SHE FOUGHT FOR FREEDOM FROM AN EMPIRE
FOR THE RIGHT TO SAY EXACTLY WHAT SHE MEANS
NOW SHE'S GONE AND MADE ANOTHER
FUCKING WITH EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE SHE CAN SEE
SHE'S CEDED POWER TO THE NEW KINGS AND QUEENS
SELF APPOINTED ROYALTY DOING PRETTY MUCH WHAT THEY PLEASE
OUR FOUNDING FATHERS MUST BE SPINNING IN THEIR GRAVES
FOLKS THESE DAYS SEEM TO GO ALONG
WHILE THEIR GOVERNMENT JUST GROWS AND GROWS
YOU'VE GOT TO PROTEST! DISOBEY AUTHORITY
TELL THOSE POLITICIANS "WE WON'T TAKE YOUR SHIT NO MORE!"
WHERE ARE THE TRUE PATRIOTS, ARE THEIR VOICES STILLED AND GONE?
WHAT WOULD OUR FOUNDING FATHERS HAVE TO SAY?
"YOU NEED A REVOLUTION!
AN OLD FASHIONED BURN DOWN THE BARN REVOLUTION!"
November Blues
i'm
headin out in the mornin, i don't know where i'll go
don't know how i'll wind up, but this much i do know
i can't stay here just sittin round questioning myself
in this house full of memories, and it's books upon it's
shelves
can't say how to
live your life, but as for myself
i'm
headin out in the mornin t' try and find some help
maybe
see the preacher, he could contact the lord
maybe
he'll tell me something i ain't never heard before
maybe see the gypsy on the outskirts of town
maybe she can show me what i never would have found
can't say how to live your life, but as for myself
i'm headin out in the
mornin t' try and find some help
m: i'll see you there, where minds wander
i'll see you there, and it goes on forever
i'll see you there, where life is better
i'm headin out in the mornin be it sun or rain
20 years seniority flushed right down the
drain
should i worry about
the money, should i worry about my soul
what
it is i leave behind, or what there is to know
can't say how to live your life, but as for myself
i'm headin out in the mornin t' try and find some help
maybe i'll ask christopher, he's been a friend to me
maybe he'll see something that so far i've failed to see
maybe i'll go to washington and tell them of my doubts
maybe they could pass a law t' try and help me out
can't say how to live your life, but as for myself
i'm headin out in the mornin t' try and find some help
MIDDLE EAST LOVE
WE BABBLE
ON ABOUT BABYLON
EXTREMISTS
AND TERRORISTS ARE ON THE RUN
WE'RE
MAKING FRIENDS AND GIVING OUT GUNS
GROOVIN
TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
THE PERSIANS REALLY WANT TO GET THE BOMB
THEY'RE TIRED OF THE WEST HAVING ALL THE FUN
WONDERING WHAT THEY'LL DO WHEN THE OIL'S ALL GONE
GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
WHILE THE REST OF THE WORLD JUST SPINS AROUND
HOPING SOMETHING BETTER WILL COME ALONG
LIKE EVERYBODY LIVING HOWEVER THEY WANT
THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD JUST SPINS AROUND
HEY
MR. TALIBAN, OH, TALIBAN, PLEASE
THE
OPIUM FARMER WANTS TO LIVE IN PEACE
GROW
HIS POPPIES IN THE NOON DAY SUN
GROOVIN
TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
MR. BIN LADEN, DON'T YOU WANT TO BE
A MARTYR TO THE CAUSE TO WHICH YOU SPEAK?
STRAP ON A BOMB AND BLOW YOURSELF UP
GROOVE TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
WHILE THE REST OF THE WORLD...
THE
MORAL OF MY STORY, THE POINT OF THIS SONG
NOTHING'S MADE RIGHT WHEN EVERYONE'S WRONG
THE NEXT GENERATION WILL COME ALONG
STILL GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
THE
MIDDLE OF THE DAY
IT WAS THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY, IN THE MIDDLE OF AMERICA
IN A MIDDLE CLASS TOWN, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
THAT A MIDDLE AGED MAN IN THE MIDDLE OF A THOUGHT
STOPPED HIS CAR AT THE LIGHT AND FOUND NO REASON TO GO
NO REASON TO GO ON
IT
WAS AN ORDINARY DAY, HE WAS AN ORDINARY MAN
WITH HIS ORDINARY LIFE, AND HIS ORDINARY JOB
HE JUST SAT IN HIS CAR LOST IN THE FAMILIAR
WITHOUT A CLUE IN THE WORLD
AND NO IDEA WHERE HE WAS
THEN
THE CARS BEGAN TO HONK, AND THE FACES TO STARE
SO HE JUST SHUT DOWN RIGHT THEN AND THERE
THEN HIS MIND WENT DARK, ALL SENSATION WAS GONE
IT'S AS IF HE JUST STOPPED WHILE THE WORLD MOVED ON
IT
WAS THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY, IN THE MIDDLE OF AMERICA...
PEACELOVEDEB
THERE'S SOMETHING IN YOUR SMILE SO REVEALING
YOUR EYES TELL ME THERE AIN'T NOTHING YOU'RE CONCEALING
I WANT SOMEONE TO SEE ME AS I AM
AND CAN THINK OF NO ONE BUT YOU
THERE'S
SOMETHING WHEN WE KISS, IT SENDS ME
TO
PLACES I WANT TO GO IF YOU'LL LET ME
I
WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE ME THERE TODAY
AND
CAN THINK OF NO ONE BUT YOU
I GOT SO MUCH PEACE AND LOVE THESE DAYS
IT'S FALLING OUT OF MY POCKETS
AND I'M LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF IT
PLEASE UNDERSTAND THIS CHOICE I'M MAKING
PLACING MY TRUST IN YOU FOR THE TAKING
I BELIEVE WE'VE BOTH REACHED A POINT IN LIFE
WHERE IT'S TIME TO GET IT RIGHT
I
THINK I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR
KNOW MY LOVE FOR YOU IS AN OPEN DOOR
I'LL DO ALL I CAN, AND IF YOU DO THE SAME
TIME WILL DO THE REST
WE'VE
GOT SO MUCH PEACE AND LOVE THESE DAYS
IT'S
FALLING OUT OF OUR POCKETS
AND
WE'RE LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF IT...
STRANDS OF KARMA
I
FOLLOW WHERE MY THOUGHTS LEAD, IT DOESN'T MATTER WHERE
I HAVE NO DESTINATION, NO SECRETS I COULD SHARE
WHAT I LEARN IS ALWAYS CHANGING
CONCLUSIONS ARE FAR AND IN BETWEEN
IT'S LIKE MOVING IN A CIRCLE
DREAMS EVOLVING INTO REALITY
I
FOLLOW WHERE MY HEART LEADS, I OWE IT TO MYSELF
TO OFFER MY LOVE FREELY TO ANYBODY ELSE
I MEET UPON THIS ROAD I WALK
THERE'S NOTHING ELSE I'D RATHER DO
IT'S LIKE MOVING IN A CIRCLE
YOU FOLLOW ME, I FOLLOW YOU
I
FOLLOW WHERE MY LIFE LEADS, I FILL MY EYES WITH SKY
QUESTIONS YET TO PONDER TO ANSWERS YET TO FIND
IT'S ALL A PART OF MOVING THROUGH THIS WORLD
FROM THE DARKNESS TO THE LIGHT
IT'S LIKE MOVING IN A CIRCLE
THERE'S ALWAYS ONE MORE CHANCE TO GET IT RIGHT...
THE
END OF CHILDHOOD (SONG FOR JOEL)
I HEARD THE NEWS TODAY, A FRIEND STOPPED ME ON THE STREET
WITH NEWS THAT OUR FRIEND HAD DIED, THE RAIN JUST FELL IN SHEETS
I STARTED TO WALK AWAY, I TURNED, BUT MY FRIEND HAD GONE
THERE WAS SOMETHING I WANTED TO SAY, THOUGH I'M SURE IT WOULD
HAVE COME OUT WRONG
A FRIEND HAS DIED, A FRIEND I HAVEN'T SEEN IN YEARS
MY MIND'S FILLED WITH MEMORIES, THOUGH MOST HAVE DISAPPEARED
OF A CHILDHOOD LIVED SO VERY LONG AGO
OF THE THINGS WE WOULD DO, AND THE PLACES WE'D GO
WE THOUGHT WE'D STAY YOUNG FOREVER, BUT LIFE GOT IN THE WAY
WHEN WE'D BUMP INTO ONE ANOTHER, WE HARDLY KNEW WHAT TO SAY...
Tom Foley
young tom foley left one day
left
and never looked back again
left
his job, left his town
and went searching
for his maker
down the roads and across
the fields
he
chased what he could only feel
but everday
as sure as rain
he went searching for his
maker
alone
at night with only wind and sky
he'd pick
his thoughts and close his eyes
dream his
dreams 'til morning came
and go searching for his maker
he
met the kind and he met the cruel
people
doing what people do
with his mingled hope and despair in hand
he kept searching for his maker
after many years and a thousand towns
he met a girl and settled down
got a job and did his best
to
put food on the table
their days were spent
living simple lives
raising kids and making
time
for the little things most leave behind
trying to put food on the table
the kids
had grown and moved away
tom's wife took
sick and passed away
he buried her and remembered
the day
he'd gone searching for his maker
so old tom foley left one day
left and never looked back again
left his home and his memories
and went searching for his
maker
