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Jerusalem
Kurt
Hannibal
Live Another Day
Talkin' Alien Abduction Blues
Oklahoma (co-written by Chris Chandler)

 




Jerusalem

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When I tell you that I love you Don't test my love Accept my love don't test my love Cause maybe I don't love you all that much Don't ask what kind of music I'm gonna play tonight Just stay awhile Hear for yourself awhile And if you must put me in a box Make sure it's a big box With lots of windows And a door to walk through And a nice high chimney So we can burn burn burn Everything that we don't like And watch the ashes Fly up to Heaven Maybe all the way to India I'd like that All the ancient kings came to my door They said, "Do you want to be an ancient king too?" I said, "Oh yes, very much But I think my timing's wrong" They said, "Time is relative Or did you misread Einstien?" I said, "Do you really mean it?" They said, "What do you think we come here for Our goddamn health or something?" Everybody's waiting for the messiah The Jews are waiting The Christians are waiting Also the Muslims It's like everybody's waiting They've been waiting a long time I know how I hate to wait Like even for a bus or something An important phone call So I can imagine How darned impatient Everybody must be getting So I think it's time now Time to reveal myself I am the Messiah I am the Messiah I am the Messiah Yes, I think you heard me right I am the Messiah I was gonna wait till next year Build up the suspense a little Make it a really big surprise But I could not resist It's like when you got a really big secret You're just bursting to tell someone It was kinda like that with this And now that I've told you I feel this great weight lifted Dr. Nusbaum was right He's my therapist He said get it out in the open I spent ten whole days in Jerusalem Mmmm Jerusalem Sweet Jerusalem And all I ate was olives Nothing but olives Mountains of olives It was a good ten days I like olives I like you too So when I tell you that I love you Don't test my love Accept my love Don't test my love 'Cause maybe I don't love you all that much Back To Top

Kurt

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When Kurt Cobain blew out his brain All the little girls They cried like rain And as for me I felt the pain But I got no T-shirts left to stain For Kennedy and Jesse James And Joan of Arc and Kurt Cobain You can hear them crying down the lane From Portland to Maryland From Greece to Spain As my life drips like coffee down the drain My eyes dry up like a rusty chain So Kennedy and Jesse James Will have to cry for Kurt Cobain It's a hard life and no one's to blame When God's not on the morning train If Cain don't kill Abel, Abel kills Cain And tears now shed are shed in vain For Kennedy and Jesse James And Joan of Arc and Kurt Cobain There's three new roses growin' in the lane It was a long hard winter, but now there's rain If you want my tears tell me your name Give me you hand let me feel your pain But for Kennedy and Jesse James There's Joan af Arc and Kurt Cobain Back To Top

Hannibal

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Let the niggers burn down nigger town Step aside for burning and looting But if they set foot in Beverly Hills Time brother, brother time to start shooting Everything everybody has in their homes Will be taken away next week Wednesday And everything everybody ever believed Will be disproved next week Friday I'm going down to Hannibal Going down to Hannibal Gonna buy a new suit of clothes Hitler never hurt a soul I read it in a book That I finished up just this morning I was happy and I just couldn't wait to tell the good news To all of my dead uncles When they tore down the Berlin wall Everybody danced But between what I feel and what I say There's a thirty foot barbed wire fence I'm going down to Hannibal Going down to Hannibal Gonna buy a new suit of clothes The world is one big cosmic joke Played on me, I hear As soon as I leave this room All of you are going to disappear Time begins to bend and shift Maybe you haven't noticed But just the other day a man in Washington state Admitted killing Jesus I'm going down to Hannibal Going down to Hannibal Gonna buy a new suit of clothes I'm six foot tall and 180 lbs I can punch through a wall with my fist But I don't understand how with just one kiss You can wrap me around your finger You can wrap me around your wrist Everybody who has ever ever been alive Is alive today in Georgia As for the rest of us, I don't even know who we are It's a mystery I guess I'm going down to Hannibal Going down to Hannibal Gonna buy a new suit of clothes You see, everything I know, I learned from my dad He learned it all from his And his dad just happened to be Wrong about everything I'm going down to Hannibal I'm gonna buy a new suit of clothes I'm going to wear three neckties You're going to help with the bows You're going to help with the bows You're going to help with the bows Back To Top

Live Another Day

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Sometimes I walk and wish LA Was some small town near Monteray I close my eyes and ask the Gods To make those Cadillacs dusty dogs I close my eyes and live I close my eyes and live another day Sometimes I think I'll melt away And in the sidewalk cracks I'll stay And who will notice, who will call Whose life would change much, if at all I close my eyes and live I close my eyes and live another day Another day so far From the farms where I grew up Another day, another day From that single pair of eyes That speak to me of home Not another night alone Another day is done I lay my eyes to rest There is food, I got a bed There's a roof over my head Sometimes I think that everyone Really speaks a foreign tongue Like I say X and you hear Y But I push these thoughts from my mind And close my eyes and live I close my eyes and live another day I close my eyes and live I close my eyes and live another day Back To Top

Talkin' Alien Abduction Blues

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I don't know what made me go out that night At that hour I'd have normally been in bed But I found myself lookin' up at the sky At a very bright light straight overhead It flashed green Then Red Santa Claus colors I stood there frozen in that light Then I started hearin' this kind of whir The lights got louder and the noise got brighter And I felt a sudden chill Brrrrrrrr It was cold I shouldn't have gone out without a coat My mom was right again Then this big old spaceship floated down And hovered 3 feet above the Earth Never been so scared in all my life Could've given spontaneous birth If I was a woman And pregnant Then these two little guys about 4 feet tallJumped off that space age Greyhound bus They grabbed me by the arms and said "Start walking, Dan. You're coming with us" Abduction They didn't actually speak, but I understood 'em Telepathy They strapped me down to this metal crate Took out the 35-foot long hose They said "Don't worry, this won't hurt" Then they shoved that sucker up my nose All the way up I knew my nose way long, but this was a suprise They examined me from head to toe Stuck prods in every orifice This cold gray box came and gave me a kiss Then extracted a coupld of quarts of piss I felt dehydrated Then they waved this wand around my head Said, "Now we're reading your thoughts, you see You got an awful lot of songs in there Though it seems they're all in the key of G" I said "What about Marilyn? That's in D" They said "D flat, actually" I said, "Yeah, because I tune it down a half step What about Hannibal?" They said "What about Hannibal?" I said "Well, technically, it's in G But it's really a dropped D tuning capo'd up" They said "How come you don't play the harmonica more?" I said "How come I'm in a space ship Talking to aliens about my act?" They said, "We'd rather talk physics But you're illiterate there" Couldn't argue They dropped me somewhere in Brazil Took a month to get back to the USA When I told my friends what I'd been through No one believe what I had to say That sucked It's to be expected, though Most people think Hannibal's in straight tuning Well, my life's back to normal now I do the things I always do 'Cept once a week I meet with 12 Other folks who've been abducted too I tell my story They tell theirs I don't believe them, though Back To Top

Oklahoma

co-written by Chris Chandler Sound Clip

On the 19th day of April In 1995 There was the worst car bombing Near 200 people died In Oklahoma City On Wednesday nine o'clock They struck the federal building Took out near half the block They thought it was an earthquake Made trees and lightpoles bend And folks thought they were seeing The world about to end It blew the building open It lay there like a wound Twisted pipes and wires Silent like a tomb Yeah, they blew the building open And blew folks lives apart Firefighters mumbling And wondering where to start They rushed out some survivors But soon could only cry And place the dead in caskets And ask the dear lord why Prayer for the missing For daughters and for sons Prayers for the souls of those Who'd never heard a one Kevin Small was lucky His clock needed repair He overslept an hour His three-year old son was spared But for too many others The news was not so bright One baby got her picture in the paper Then she died The President, he promised They'd pay dearly for the blast and all across the country Flags were flying at half mast Shock soon turned to anger "Who would do this?" people said And everyone suspicious Had a price upon their head They thought it was some Arabs And folks began ton scream "First tighten up the borders Then hang 'em from a tree This proves what we've been saying 'Bout our fair and gentle land Nobody who did this Could be an American" The FBI got busy Some drawings and some names And everyone was looking For someone else to blame Some 50 hours later Early Friday day They found the man they wanted In jail ten miles away A so-called right extremist A patriot government foe An expert on explosions And white as drive snow When people heard the news they found it Hard to understand How could such a murderer Come from our own land But when we build walls and borders From fear and hate and guns The hatred turns around and Strikes at everyone Maybe now we'll understand Maybe now we'll see Superpatriots are seldom Friends of you and me They're scared and weak and cowards And they think that with their guns The ones they're most afraid of Will turn around and run But when we stand strong together And let love enjoy its will Misfortune can't defeat us It makes us stronger still Like on the 19th day of April In 1995 A day all Oklahomans will Remember all their lives Back To Top
 

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