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The women in the valley forge
They go day to day
Don't let them raid my home and
My home and place
But the men they can't see boyond
So they war and war
They don't remember
What they came here for
People to people are so unjust
Carry yourself well so
Carry yourself well
Women in the valley forged her
The once home of the brave
Don't let them raid me home and
My home and place
But the men they can't see beyond
So they become what they hate
They don't see that the moon has just
Yeah the moon is just getting its legs
People to people are so unjust day
Carry yourself well so
Carry yourself well
People to people are so unjust
Carry yourself well so
Carry yourself well
And you don't even close the barn door
After the horses have scattered
And no one knows anymore
Where all the souls have gathered
Though they will keep an eye on what you do
And when the people have spoken
We won't cry mercy on
Mercy on you
Cause we will
We will be alive just broken
People to people are
So unjust they say
Carry yourself well
Carry yourself well
People to people are so unjust they say
Carry yourself well so
Carry yourself well
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I work in the kitchen
At an old folk's home
I do my best but i too am getting on
I do the dishes but lately i been dropping plates
See as i get older my hands are starting to shake
So mr larkin
See i got to hold this job
Did you misspeak when you told me
She was all but gone
Mr larkin
Dock me my one week's pay
But don't ask me to leave
I can't afford that today
Ten years ago my wife took sick
So i brought her here
My job i quit
I started working for the home
So i could be by her everyday
We couldn't afford the cost in any other way
So
So mr larkin see i
I know she know who i am
Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand
It's what i live for it's why she don't die
So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try
I walk to work on route 27
I see the same cars pass everyday
And through all this new england weather
You know never once have i been late
So mr larkin see i
I know she know who i am
Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand
It's what i live for it's why she don't die
So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try
I see the argument you're makin'
And i understand you got to do your job
And believe me i know she's turning angel
But you see this woman is all I got
So mr larkin see i
I know she know who i am
Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand
It's what i live for it's why she don't die
So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try
Won't you give me this try
Won't you give me this try
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Woke him up with a barrel to his head
His eyes shut tight bracing for the blow
Resigning his life to the metal held
In another man's hand
Twenty days in a concrete fallout
What life have i to take your own
Oh my country won't you call out
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
And from another land's war torn corners
To a prison cell in my own
Punish me for not taking your orders
But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home
Your words just a bloody fallacy
A house of cards you painted white
You tried to recreate normandy
But you made up the reason to fight
And now red oil is spillin' down on the street
And your eyes too big for the belly is weak
Will you not refuse this currency
Or is blood money just money to you
Is blood money just money to you
Twenty days in a concrete fallout
What life have to take your own
Oh my country won't you call out
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
From another land's war torn corners
To a prison cell in my own
Punish me for not taking your orders
But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home
Camilo
Camilo
Leavin' my home
Camilo
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Manny don't need no comforting
He don't ask of the world to bring him up
Ain't gonna see him waitin' on waitin' on
Waitin' on the day
Got him a chair in '73
It was his only option
So manny agreed
Same chair he has today
Since they threw the cane away
Manny wasn't doing nothing
He just doing his own thing
You know it getting pretty cold out
By the jub jub swing
Oh this friend today
Right me up
Oh this friend today
Right me up
I'm not so weak
Manny gonna go where the rabble go
He gonna roll down the world
And he bring me up
Ain't going to see him
Giving into the others way
Cause they may beat us in search
But our fall is unstained
You know he says it won't be long
Till we are up again
Having another swing
And manny wasn't doing nothing
He just doing his own thing
Yah know it gettin' pretty cold
But he the one who bring
Oh this friend today
Right me up
Oh this friend today
Right me up
I'm not so weak
'cause the bottles not empty
'cause your voices are all there
My life will fight in my body for air
'cause the bottle's not empty
'cause your voices are all there
My life will fight in my body for air
Oh this friend today
Right me up
Oh this friend today
Right me up
I'm not so weak
Manny we gonna get that a.m. dial just right
I'll hold that hanger up
As long as the sox put up a fight
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Well indeed you lost your friend
On the south side of where you live
Heard the call and had to leave
Boarded up windows burned out brick
Oh please don't you get
A little know fact about the place you set
It's always an empty plate
It's just there so we don't
Forget your loss and your history
Well indeed you found your friend
On the south side of where you live
All curled around his knees
Was it worse then you fret
The punishment you get
Hollow points in the concrete
Have you wailed for the likes of the walls and hunger strikes
Are you more than what you hate
Your fear will not fade the lines
That paint your face
It's a black cab motorcade
Black cab motorcade
Well this one must be lost
At this ungodly time of day
A broken curfew has a cost
A tidy sum you'll pay
Teacher won't you teach your lesson
Though the young are hard to break
Mr smith and mr wesson
And the cost of school these days
Well indeed you found your friend
On the south side of where you live
He was up and walking again
And have you heard what's happened since
Oh please don't you get
Is there any honor outside of revenge
Don't let her set another empty place
We swear that we won't
Forget your loss and your history
Forget your cross and your history
Have you wailed for the likes of the walls and hunger strikes
Are you more than what you hate
Well your fear will not fade the lines
That paint your face
It's a black cab motorcade
Black cab motorcade
Black cab motorcade
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Heard of a land held by a troubled hand
Where the whiskey runs the coal
Don't you dare go ask the newsman
Cause he'll tell you everything
He don't know
She was the daughter of the second american revolution
A tall girl with a stones constitution
And when she looked into their eyes to see
She know she ain't never going back to what she believe
To what you believe
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
In this here londontown
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Got my back to the fire
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down
They said they would never fight no more
After the day she went away
What in the world are we all fighting for
If we don't give they're going to take
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
In this here londontown
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Got my back to the fire and my feet on the ground
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down
It's just another
It's just a
Go and riddle me over
Go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Got my back to the fire
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down
Say that again
You say that again
Oh what's left to hold in place
Say that again
Say that again
Oh what's left to hold in place
Say that again
Say that again
Oh what's left to hold in place
Say that again
Say that again
Oh what's left to hold in place
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I did not know but
Someone died in my sleep last night
I tried to reach the phone
But in the darkness i knocked over the light
And can you speak up
A semi just jack knifed on the turnpike
I'm on a pay phone
And it's gettin' to be a cold cold night
Cause there's
One man in the corner one man in the hall
One man standin' up sayin' god save us all
One man in the corner one man in the hall
One man standin' up sayin' god save us all
One man in the one man in the one man in demand
In the man in the hall
She was tellin' me not to worry, that it's all in my head
Said no ma don't want to go to sleep no not quite yet
Cause there seems to be somethin' and i can't put it all to bed
Don't wanna go to sleep ma don't wanna go to sleep ma
Don't ever never want to go to sleep
Cause there's
One man in the corner one man in the hall
One man standin' up sayin' god save us all
One man in the corner one man in the hall
One man standin' up sayin' god save us all
One man in the one man in the one man in demand
In the man in the
Have you not seen the woman that belonged to this one
She was overcome thinking about the role of the side you on
Have you not seen the woman that belong to this one
She was uptight thinking about the role of
The side you on side you on side you on side you on
What side you on
One man in the corner one man in the hall
One man standin' up sayin' god save us all
Cause there's
One man in the corner one man in the hall
One man standin' up sayin' god save us all
One man in the one man in the one man in demand
In the man in the hall
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The waitress is sliding down the wall
You can see her chest rise and fall
Her mascara runnin' thin
And the payphone is swinging against the wall
Don't ask her 'bout the call
You know she only trying to begin again
And the manager is yelling
Something about her hair being in her face
Customer complainin'
But he really has no case
And the counterqueens don't even lookup from their magazines
But oh and the waitress oh she stares straight ahead
Saying something she never said
And the waitress has them backing
Has them backing against the all til they white in the face
She got 'em going now oh them praying
But they never know of the role they play
And the manager is quiet as she fumbles with the drawer
No he said no he said
You will never get away with this
No she said
You will never get away with this
Cause today when the door opens
The rain slants in
There's water all over the floor
Busser waves to the meter maid
Who don't waive back no more
We're all searching for something
We'll all find a place to stay
Though we may have next to nothing
Oh lord we'll find a way
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Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Hope I get a little snack tonight
Hope I get a little smack tonight
I'll be starving
Standing in the broad day light
Just waitin' on the comin' of the night
24-hour diner's almost closed
All I need's a cup of Joe 'cause she's so nice
She treats me like I tip her from my head to her toes
Brings me in my water with her skirt so high
I catch a little glimpse in the silverware shine
I ain't no thief 'cause that just ain't right
But I ain't go no money
And I intend to pay for my meal tonight
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa a little love at Caesar's
Whoa whoa whoa you know I love to please her
Whoa a little love at Caesar's goes so far
She's got a tattooed tongue, she loves to abuse
You can tell that she's good by the language that she use
She says, "Meet you in the bathroom at a quarter to two"
Hey, you know what you must do
'Cause the flood gate's open, your hips are getting loose
You got a rocket in your pocket 'cause you don't know what to do
So go, whoa, she says, "I betcha that I can take all of your soul"
You say, "Put your money where your mouth is and let all be told"
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
They got crayons on the place mats
Refried beans, don't give me half-and-half
Just whip up my cream
Gimme some flapjacks and slap on the butter
Corned-beef-hash, my mind is in the gutter
Heavy with the syrup, heavy with the grease
My foots in the stirrup, just do as you please
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
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On the one they'll catch ya
If you skirt disaster
On the day they told her
But she want stay stay
On the one they saw ya
Witnesses of goya
Elected to serve ya
Til your dying day
I hope you don't get what you're after
I hope you don't get what you're after
To whom it may concern
I'm writing on behalf of brother
Twice burned
Do you be reachin your time
Just a product of your mind
But when you continue let loose on the running man
You send him crashing to edge of the pavement
You're doing something you don't quite understand
Makin' like he's a lesser man
So be gone be gone to plea
You got your vehicle to ride on
Off to the comissioner as fast as you can
With your smokin' gun in hand
In your gunship gunship
Gunship politico
I hope you don't get what you're after
In your gunship gunship
Gunship politico
I hope you don't get what you're after
In your gunship gunship
Gunship gunship
In your gunship gunship
Gunship gunship
Six men on their knees
Eyes shinin' in the highbeams of the search light
Cop's shadows on the wall several stories tall
Instilling whoa such a fright
One's kicked in the gut
He's all cut up by the corner cop
One stands in defense in a broken sentence
Asks not to be shot
If you please
You men of authority
We do not speak your language see
Please act accordingly
He was't beggin
He was just keepin time with his cup
You go on and believe that
You keep your eyes staight up
I was just lookin
I had no intention to touch
But i know when i'm not welcome
So i thank you very much
See a see a
See the woman there demonstrate
See a see a
See them know but they will not say
See a see a
See them set the trial date
See a see a
The confidence on the DA's face
Watch out for them politicos
Watch out for them politicos
Watch out for them politicos
Watch out for them politicos
Don't mess mess with the down downpresser way
They got it down pat they got it down to a tee
Noone gets thru the lockstep jaw
You ain't guilty but you did get caught
So for lack of a better suspect we nominate you
To ride this one out to see this one thru
See a see a see a see a
Arms thrown up in an ever fearful protest
As the firing squad would ever think to notice
As if he could summon the likes of moses
To put the blood back in his friends veins
And if you one step faster
You can skirt disaster
But if its not you it'll be the next guy
Who's the wrong color at the wrong time
Another day's over and the decision still stands
His honor in his chambers still washin' his hands
You know he been fiddlin in his room all day
Just tryin to wash all his conscience away
Noone's askin for hangman's tree
They just looking for something true to believe
See a see a
See them know but they will not say
He wasn't beggin
He was just keepin time with him cup
He wasn't beggin
He was just keepin time with him cup
He wasn't beggin
He was just keepin time with him cup
You go on and believe that
And you keep your ash tray up
I was just lookin
I had no intention to touch
But i know when i'm not welcome
So i thank you very much
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Rushian always rushian
Yeah yeah
Rushian always rushian
Yeah yeah
Anatole do you have to
Keep on telling me
That this time will pass you
And we won't be
Rushian always rushian
Yeah yeah
Rushian always rushian
Yeah yeah
You set up the roadblock and don't think of kafka
And keep on telling me
The way you ride them czar's men will never catch you
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Rushian always rushian
Yeah yeah
Rushian always rushian
Yeah yeah
But don't look back
It'll only slow you down
Don't wanna' know the odds when it's us against the crown
And if you hear 'em close behind ya
Don't let the coin out shine you
Just leave them one by one by one on the ground
Cause my sweet czarina
I'm sorry my sweet czarina
I'm sorry my sweet czarina
I'm sorry but you have to step down
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Oodalolly oodalolly golly what a day
Cccp you'll never get me
Cccp you'll never get me
Cccp
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And there's a quiet in the cellar
And if they find us
It'll be all she wrote
And by the time the ground had thawed
The summer
She had barely spoke
I feel so
I feel so blind to what you're sayin'
And if you don't
And if you don't know the cost we're paying
He came screaming down the river
All hopped up on the calvados
And whatever he
Whatever he's taking
Whatever he's making
Please don't give me any of those
Last time I saw him
He was sitting up high in his caravan
As if to say
If we are anything
If I am anything
Then this is who I am
I feel so
I feel so blind to what you're sayin'
And if you don't
And if you don't know the cost we're paying
Wake up the mother
I feel like no other word could hurt her more
Oh what's another lie
Tell us you don't exactly know for sure
How it goes
With calvados
Oh what's another war
When it's not your children
R-e-e-l-e-c-t c-r-o-o-k d-i-s-t-r-i-c-t a-t-t-o-r-n-e-y
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We were walking along the road
just watching the days come and go
and how you said the evening lies
saying never you mind
it's sure to be all right
we were dancing in the kitchen
laughing about something we didn't know
till you stopped and said
i don't ever want you to die
never you mind
it's sure to be all right
never you mind
it's sure to be all right
hey sybil
yah we're doing ok
you're my straight six, baby
i wouldn't change a thing, 'cause I
watched your momma love you with all her soul
and the apple don't fall far from the tree
luckily for me
it sure to be all right
hey sybil
yah, we're doing ok
i know you're zainy but
i wouldn't change a thing
it's got to be a lovely world to sew
the likes of this girl I know
and may she,
may she sleep well tonight
cause it's got to be a lovely world to sew
the likes of this girl I know
and I hope that she
she sleep well tonight
never you mind
it's sure to be all right
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On this earth not alone we stand
Outstretched arm and upturned hand
Never knowing when the shakes steady
And 'till now we have seldom seen
And I will go if you go with me
Understand I will wait for thee
I'll try to catch up if you move quickly
If the rain does blow
And oh sir
If you ever lose your way
You can call upon this family
You can call upon this day
And old man
If you ever lose your way
You can call up on this family
You can call upon this day
'Cause you're my present my future
My lesson my teacher
Oh... My world is still
You're my God you're my guide
In my life I confide to ever shelter your will
And my words are forerver you're my blanket my shiver
Whatever you give I'll never lack
You're my chorus my refrain
The verse of my first pain
Let the voices come barrelling back
'Cause I can stand to stay right where I am
Let the water fill this hand
Bring it to your mouth
And pass beyond your lips
No gale can down this ship
And I'll stand on your shoulders
To watch us grow older
I can see us far along the road
As the trail grows deeper
your my giver my keeper
Laughter for years untold
'Cause I can stand to stay right where I am
Let the water fill this hand
Bring it to your mouth
And pass beyond your lips
No gale can down this ship
And wherever you go there you are
And if I go I won't go far
Wherever you go
There you are
And if I go I won't go far
And oh sir
If you ever lose your way
You can call upon this family
You can call upon this day
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"Let me trip the reason of your lecture for a change
Let me tell you how you'll feel
Let me strap you down and put morphine in your veins
Let me share this bed of steel
Cause here come the state inspector
So doctor all the resident records
Truth is he really don't care less
It's just a function of the politics and business
Oh the squalor, Oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever God may do
It's no secret that you'll never leave
woah. woah...woahh
Cause here comes the state inspector
So doctor all the resident records
Truth is he really don't care less
It's just a function of the politics and business
Deinstitutionalization
Had a wife but left her at the station
And there's women in the stair wells
When their love lives don't fair well
Whoring themselves away in the kitchen
But look see that woman gettin all dressed up
Putting on her earrings and her makeup
And in another world there's a lonely girl
Who's wishing she'd never been a grown up
Oh the squalor...Oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever God may do
It's no secret that you'll never leave
Maybe today I won't get the wrong meds,
And maybe today I'll get my fourty six cents
And maybe today I'll jump that barbed wired fence
And leave this place altogether
Cause we're calling all the President's men
And we're stuck in his room, locked in
Won't you do me a favor and give me ten
So I can peek into the hallway again.
Oh the squalor...Oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever god may do
It's no secret you'll never leave"
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There's a U.N. white and blue
Fell from half mast,
now half covering a red shoe.
Half asked if they were us,
what would we do?
Mr. Newsman, send your wire,
Let Washington conspire.
You know the company men
wait for you in their lair.
But a moment is calling, calling us all.
As your one time supporters hang from media walls,
and outside the gates, fate is closing in.
You can turn us down but you can't deny the din.
From the farmlands to the townships,
the masses are classless.
War cries rise with every hour that passes.
The trampled voice of the past are seizing us,
Go ahead and load the magazine
cause them bullets are treason.
[Chorus]
quiet!
Your leader is going to speak now,
everyone turn off their minds.
quiet!
You're listening to a raid on the state of your
Democracy in Kind.
Hey for ya
hey for ya
hey for ya
heres another
hey for ya
hey for ya
hey for ya
quiet!
Your leader is going to speak now,
everyone turn off their minds.
quiet!
You're listening to a raid on the state of your
Democracy in Kind!
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