There’s not much to say that hasn’t been said. I get in spaces that defy feeling up so I kick back and have a beer or smoke one just for the escape then I can let the music flow out of me. Not like a rushing torrent but smoothly and watch it form and manifest out as a piece of music that is using me as a means of being heard.
I’m getting out there perhaps but is the way it is, enjoy the music and love all people.
WOR
My sincere respect for Sunny T, Janice T and Gibson.
Secretly we’re all alone
Looking for a friend to take us home
and talk intelligently about spirituality
about humanity
And to ponder it all, and work it out
Secretly in our dreams
the demons we know can be obscene
When you wake up in a sweat
from the screams, you can forget
So you light a cigarette and sit there
afraid to sleep again
Secretly in our soul
The questions we ask we already know
We’ll try and do what’s right and keep it all in sight
As we stand there in the light
and meditate on what we’ve done
Secretly we’re all alone
Looking for a friend to take us home
and talk intelligently about spirituality
about humanity
And ponder it all, and work it out
White man his hand mingled and mucked in every foreign land
And he did rot every hot spot sticking to the people again
and bing bang he murdered again and you just sat and watched
But you think not cause you just got a fortune to look away
Chorus
There is no way that they’ll stay if I can get that gun
No there’s no way that I’ll stay if I can get that gun
Corruption consumption and I just got charged with treason
Look now I said it was propaganda to begin
And O wow your dead did you think it was just fun
Sick joke they are you wish you had rebelled
Chorus
There is no way that they’ll stay if I can get that gun
No there’s no way that I’ll stay if I can get that gun
Exploit, report and tell them if they’ve won
You can look through that phone book all day
but you won’t find anyone to help you anyway
White man his hand mingled and mucked in my land
And they will rot every hot spot sticking to the people again
Chorus
There is no way that they’ll stay if I can get that gun
No there’s no way that I’ll stay if I can get that gun
Don’t sing me a song about the tree’s and the flowers
No shit to be sung about the bird’s and the bee’s
Ballads of love make me quiet
Environmentally friendly makes me want to kill
Chorus
O listen O hear me now Miserism and pain
Let’s get real and sing about life.
Joe down the street beat his wife
Harry and George like little boys,
they buy sexual favors for cheap plastic toys.
Chorus
Do you see now Do you know now
Miserism and pain Miserism and Pain
Meanwhile, the whole world is racked with disease
Pandering constantly to a faceless sleaze
Who’s name might be Bush Yeltsin or Smith
Maybe they’ll drown in the peasant’s piss
Chorus
I really hope so, do you see now
All the Miserism now
Miserism and pain Miserism and pain
So don’t suck up to me with your new cause
Till you start to deal with what’s really wrong with you and me
and our cheap consumerism
causing massive poverty and global Miserism
Chorus
You got to see now, Don’t shut your mind off
To the Miserism and pain Miserism and pain
Don’t sing me your songs about tree’s and flowers
No shit to be sung about the bird’s and the bee’s
Ballads of love make me quiet
Environmentally friendly makes me want to kill
Chorus
Do you see now? I hope you see now
All the Miserism now
Miserism and pain Miserism and pain
It’s a first world genocide that you’re gonna meet
Cause everything’s full circle and it’s coming to you
Everything’s full circle and it’s coming, straight at you
Gun to your head some friends are dead
and all the streets are covered in red
cause everything’s full circle and it’s coming to you
Everything’s full circle and it’s coming, straight at you
Chorus repeat
How will it stop protest allot
They’ll put you down, but stop the next round
Cause everything’s full circle and it’s coming to you
Everything’s full circle and it’s coming, straight at you
Chorus repeat
Blood on your hands’ blood on your feet
It’s a first world genocide that you’re gonna meet
Cause everything’s full circle and it’s coming to you
Everything’s full circle and it’s coming, straight at you
Baby well don’t stop talking to me
Baby well don’t stop talking to me
I need your feed in on everything I do and say
Got the Portland street blues, blues you can’t touch or see.
what happened there it’s hard to say
But the guilt and shame still lingers there today
Every mothers son was changed
It was like catching the wrong train
Yah the Portland street blues, blues you can’t touch or see.
Chorus
Baby well don’t stop talking to me
Baby well don’t stop talking to me
I need your feed in on everything I do and say
Got the Portland street blues, blues you can’t touch or see.
For the little boy’s there was no one to ask
but the sexual innuendoes left them trashed
all perched on the fence waiting escape
as time it darkened you could call it rape
I call it the Portland street blues, blues you can’t touch or see
Chorus
Baby well don’t stop talking to me
Baby well don’t stop talking to me
I need your feed in on everything I do and say
Got the Portland street blues, blues you can’t touch or see.
And the night consumes the day
And it steals my thoughts away
and I never know for sure
what the dawn will endure
or if it will return
maybe we’ll never learn
But hope is the only salvation I see
and the soldier kills the child
and the cop he kills the thief
The junkie in disbelief stand there with no relief
crucified for just being stoned
And the night consumes the day
And it steals my thoughts away
and I never know for sure
what the dawn will endure
or if it will return
maybe we’ll never learn
But hope is the only salvation I see
They say our prophets are insane
So they lock them up again
and when they can’t do that
They shoot them in the back
Leaving us alone like a drone without a home
to fly aimlessly in circles
O what the fuck
And the night consumes the day
And it steals my thoughts away
I never know for sure
what the dawn will endure
or if it will return
maybe we’ll never learn
But hope is the only salvation I see
And the night consumes the day
And it steals my thoughts away
and I never know for sure
what the dawn will endure
or if it will return
maybe we’ll never learn
But hope is the only salvation I see
and the soldier kills the child
and the cop he kills the thief
The junkie in disbelief stand there with no relief
crucified for just being stoned
And the night consumes the day
And it steals my thoughts away
and I never know for sure
what the dawn will endure
or if it will return
maybe we’ll never learn
But hope is the only salvation I see
They say our prophets are insane
So they lock them up again
and when they can’t-do that
They shoot them in the back
Leaving us alone like a drone without a home
to fly aimlessly in circles
O what the fuck
And the night consumes the day
And it steals my thoughts away
I never know for sure
what the dawn will endure
or if it will return
maybe we’ll never learn
But hope is the only salvation I see
