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It Goes Like That
02:36
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It goes like that when it wants to
It goes like that, there's nothing you can do
It doesn't make sense, it doesn't have to
It just goes like that when it wants to
Today it's a good life, tomorrow it's a dog's life
The tide rolls in and the tide rolls out
It isn't fair, it doesn't care
And you'll never know what it's all bout
It just goes like that when it wants to
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Book the back room at the Cameron House
Bring in anyone who ever cared for me
Show the alley to folks who like to step out
Buy everybody all they want to drink
Give out tags that read hello my name is
Have our musician friends rise up to play
Pass out goodies folks can take to their kids
Let everyone who wants to have a say
In the unexpected eventuality
drink a toast to the ghosts who keep us company
Say thanks to folks for sharing those times
when we’d hang together puzzling things out
Do the hokey-pokey ‘til they all get it right
as if that’s what it’s all about
When they close the bar take everyone home
show them anything that you’d care to share
When the sun comes up go out for a stroll
and release me to the morning air
In the unexpected eventuality
drink a toast to the ghosts who keep us company
Thank you my sweetheart for seeing to this
I hope I haven’t asked for too much
You’re the one who could make good on my wish to
raise a little post-dated fuss
So go to the Cameron House and book the back room
Bring in anyone who ever cared for me
Ask them to make a list of folks I should spook
and post it to eternity
Then you and the kids can sing Good Night Irene
get some sleep and see me in your dreams
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My Fingers and My Phone
03:05
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Let me keep my fingers and my phone
Leave me my fingers and my phone
You can take everything else I own
Just leave me my fingers and my phone
Egad, aw gee, heaven help me
I know you had to close the infirmary
You had to ration the air I breathe
So now it’s over and done, time to pay for the fun
Let me keep my fingers and my phone
Leave me my fingers and my phone
Go ahead and break every other bone
Just leave me my fingers and my phone
Egad, aw gee, I plead guilty
I know I should have tried to save the trees
I let the flood rise up to my knees
So now it’s over and done, we’ve had too much fun
Let me keep my fingers and my phone
Leave me my fingers and my phone
You can take everything else I own
Just leave me my fingers and my phone
Egad, aw gee, have mercy on me
You had to call out the military
You had to spread a social disease
Just leave me my fingers and my phone so I’m not so alone
Egad, aw gee, I mean seriously
You don’t get off so easily
You should go down disgracefully
Leave me my fingers and my phone so I can find you at home
Let me keep my fingers and my phone
Leave me my fingers and my phone
Then one day I’ll find you at home
That’s when I’ll show you how to atone
Just let me keep my fingers and my phone
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You've Had Enough Fun
04:10
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You’ve had enough fun
There’s work to be done
You’ve had enough fun for today
Jane loves to play with a dolly she finds in the junk heap
Named for her sister Sally who succumbed in her sleep
Her brother is owned by a gangster, he’s always away
Mama comes home from the Master, she’s sorry to say
You’ve had enough fun
There’s work to be done
You’ve had enough fun for today
Dick likes to play with the dollies who entertain in the cat house
Swaps his cash for some jollies then gets smashed in his frat house
His brother’s a financier, he’ll own some banks someday
Daddy calls Dick from his club, to angrily to say
You’ve had enough fun
There’s an empire to run
You’ve had enough fun
I cry Mama why’d you have to leave me
There’s nobody left who lives just to please me
I don’t want to go to work, I just want to play and I
Hate hearing everybody say You’ve had enough fun
There’s work to be done
You’ve had enough fun for today
The demigod plays in the world as if it's a sitcom he stars in
Pees in the river, poops in the garden
Changes shape to seduce the girls, steals eggs like a bluejay
Big god smites him with lightning, it’s her way to say
You’ve had enough fun
Holy wars must be won
You’ve had enough fun
I cry Mama why’d you have to leave me
There’s nobody left who lives just to please me
I don’t want to go to work, I just want to play and I
Hate hearing everybody say
You’ve had enough fun
There’s work to be done
You’ve had enough fun
Had enough fun
Had enough fun
Had enough fun
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How Could You
03:05
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I should have paid more attention
Should’ve proved my love was true
I lost your trust and affection
and you found someone new
I know that you lost hope
but now you’re on a slippery slope
How could you
How could you go with him
He said the world is out to get you
They want to take you for a ride
And the conundrums that beset you
he will simply rectify
Well I know that you lost faith
but did you have to hook up with a snake
How could you
How could you go with him
If you need a reprieve from him
I’ll be there to escort you home
If you want to take leave of him
come over here, you won’t be alone
He patrols a wall around your mind
so all you can know are his fallacies
So without his eyes you’ll be blind
and without his voice you can’t speak
Yes, I guess that you felt stuck
but I still have to say what the fuck
How can you
How can you stay with him
If you need a reprieve from him
I’ll be there to escort you home
If you want to take leave of him
come over here you won’t be alone
We can do better than we did before
And be good to each other evermore
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I telephoned the televangelist
Was put on hold until my turn on line
Then I asked how can he as a Christian
Preach for such a very bad guy
I’ll tell you what he told me
What I know he really meant
How his hero might seem unholy
While he’s really heaven sent
He’s our beloved sinner
With his faults we will abide
He’ll always be a winner
With Evangelists by his side
With Evangelists by his side
Jesus said he without sin can cast the first stone
So who are we judge a man who just wants to atone
All he wants is to atone
He might-a groped some woman’s privates
Might-a cheated on his wife
He might cozy up to tyrants but he’s pro life
He’s pro-o, pro-o, life
He’s our beloved sinner
With his faults we will abide
He’ll always be a winner
With Evangelists by his side
With Evangelists by his side
Some say with him the future’s dire, the world will go berserk
We say let him set it all on fire, ‘cause he does the good lord’s work
He does the good lord’s work
Some say he’s does dirty deals to keep them under his thumb
But the highest court will grant his appeal ‘cause he’s the chosen one
He’s the chosen one
He’s our beloved sinner
With his faults we will abide
He’ll always be a winner
With Evangelists by his side
With Evangelists by his side
Some so-called Christian socialists say he should be deposed
They hide illegals church basements that should be bulldozed
Their fake churches should be bulldozed
And if you worry that we’ve lost the true faith
Remember the lord works in mysterious ways
The evangelist prays
Bring on the end times, end times, end times
Bring on the end times now
Yippy boom bam zip zap pow
Bring on the end times now
Bring on the end times, end times, end times
Bring on the end times now
Yippy boom bam zip zap pow
Bring on the end times now
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I dreamed I climbed a mountain, couldn’t see much from up there
Was hard to breathe, must be something in the air
Stumbled to the edge of a bottomless abyss
Stepped on a mutant chipmunk and he bit my lower lip
Oh lord-y, what have we done
Nightmares coming true
Worse times have begun
Worse times have just begun
I dreamed I went to the desert but the desert wasn’t there
Found a brand new shoreline with plastic everywhere
Waded through bottles and bags to see if I could swim
Swam into a mutant crab and he took my favourite limb
Oh lord-y, what have we done
Nightmares coming true
Worse times have begun
Worse times have just begun
I dreamed I went to find my home and ran into a great big wall
Couldn’t find the gate and it was really very tall
Called for help to folks having drinks on the other side
One of them shot me and I just up and died
I dreamed I up and died
Slipped to the other side
Looked into a droplet of time
Dreamed something so sublime
We went to find the ballot box for to have our say
They tried to hide it but we found it anyway
Stuffed with courage we, stuffed it with good dreams
Stuffed it with the truth ‘til it burst at the seams
We called out the gun dealers, called out the liars
Called out the Nazis and climate change deniers
Dreamed better times just might come
When I woke up I saw nightmares coming true
and my good dreams fading in the gloom
Don’t know why I don’t just go back to sleep
Staying awake makes me tear my hair and weep
Oh lord-y what can we do
but keep dreaming dreams we wish would come true
Try to make good dreams come true
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Swing your partner dos-i-do
Over the abyss and the fires below
Swing your partner ‘til you stub your toe
Swing your partner like a tornado
Circle left then promenade
Roll away to a half sashay
Pass though, separate and go home
Grab somebody, don’t leave alone
Ball change
Two, four, six, eight, ten alarm fire
Wrap your castle in barbed wire
DEFCON five, four, three, two, one
Stand fast and tall, don’t you dare run
Mind your Ps, mind your Qs
Work harder, pay your dues
Go to the store, get more stuff
You can never have more than enough
Turn right here, don’t stop
Peal out, make your tires pop
Shift into high, take the passing lane
Honk til that sucker gets out of your way
I ask you please come close, closer
So it feels like we’re far away from here
Don’t want to hear the leader’s hoedown calls
Just your whispers in my ear
Hold hands, bump knees
Give your partner’s tushy a squeeze
Get to third base, go all the way
When they start looking old, throw ‘em away
Touch here, touch there
You can touch ‘em anywhere
Make ‘em blow your nose when you sneeze
Take away clothes so they can’t leave
Ball change
Two, four, six, eight, ten alarm fire
Wrap your castle in barbed wire
DEFCON five, four, three, two one
Stand fast and tall, don’t you dare run
Get your guns, have some fun
The Culture War has begun
Go to church, fall on your knees
Jesus chose you, you better believe
Fall in, fall out
Present arms for the talent scout
Fix bayonets, fire at will
Make ‘em dance on the barbecue grill
I ask you please come away with me
Before they see who we really are
We’ll slip away while these crazy rednecks sleep
We’ll need to go very fast and far
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Have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
I’m not as good as they think I am
I hold grudges, I’m a trivial man
I don’t like people who don’t think like me
Not as kind as I appear to be
I’m riddled with resentment, jealousy and spite
But none of that keeps me up at night, so
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
I detest every fundamentalist and the
Rich entitled brats with their grabby little mitts
I want everybody to be free
But I’d lock up the alt right and throw away the key
I hate so much about how the world goes
I make like I help but I don’t have much to show, so
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
Throw me on the alter where they sacrifice the chaste
Let me mingle with the rightous, atone for my bad taste
Burn all my papers, erase my fingerprints
Stir me in the stew of hope and fearful teary squints
And may those I have loved so impefectly
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
I lie around instead of saving the earth
I write things down but I don’t know what that’s worth
I’ve never been a searcher or a seeker of the light
I can’t say what’s what and that’s all right
And if there’s a god in heaven or a satan in hell
I don’t believe at all that time will ever tell, so
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
Throw me on the alter where they sacrifice the chaste
Let me mingle with the rightous, atone for my bad taste
Burn all my papers, erase my fingerprints
Stir me in the stew of hope and fearful teary squints
And may those I have loved so impefectly
Have mercy on me
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Theists
03:56
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A boy tells a tale on a girl
Just because she makes him mad
The tale is cruel and untrue
He’s a very vindictive lad
Lots of kids believe him
It feels good to deceive them
Good to see her run and hide
Good to feel the power of a lie
A young man questions authority
To be part of a wiser minority
But what if a healthy skepticism
Becomes a conspiracy fetishism
Might make him feel important
To have what he thinks is his own world view
So a future mis-informant
Embraces alternative truths
The earth is flat
Jack Sprat could eat no fat
The moon is made out of cheese
Your heart stops when you sneeze
The pandemic is a hoax
Climate change is a joke
Dead people steal our votes
People kill people, guns don’t, and
Everything is rigged, everything is rigged against us
Some folks who feel they’re being left out
Might come to believe they’re being abused
Anger and fear make them need to lash out
Even if what they shout is untrue
And those who believe the tales
Might not see how they’re being fooled
Might not see how the logic fails
Might not see how they’re being used
Some tale tellers don’t believe their theories
But they spread them anyway
So to raise up those they revere
So to bring down those they hate
They tell tales about the people they fear
Or facts they don’t want to be true
If you disagree with what you hear
They’ll tell a tall tale all about you
London Bridge is falling down
Jack fell down and broke his crown
A cat can steal your breath
Socialized medicine is certain death
The TV is spying on us
Main stream media is lying to us
The deep state is real and
Liberal elites are pedophiles and
Everything is rigged, everything is rigged against us
We know what became of the boy who cried wolf
No one believed him when he told the truth
We’re not sheep, we know how to think
Our world gets bigger while their world shrinks
We say hey come on over here
It may not be great but at least it’s real
Come on over, there’s nothing to fear
You’ll have a safe place to heal
You can get your head out of the ground
And take a really good look around
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On Day Six
03:48
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On day six god made the heavens and the earth
Took a look and said this is really good
Then the newlyweds ate forbidden fruit
And from paradise were given the boot
Then they knew what an angry god will do
Later on, the earth was populated
God took a look and said I hate it
They are sinful and uncouth
Gonna drown most and spare a righteous few
Let them begin the whole damn this again
In the beginning god was vengeful
We keep sinning but god is neglectful
Where’s the fire and brimstone, the gnashing of teeth
Where’s the wrath of god when we need it
In olden times god had a very big presence
Sent plagues of frogs, boils and pestilence
Hail storms, rivers flowing with blood
Death to the oppressors’ first born sons
God brought to their knees those who preyed on innocent beings
I dreamed that god was real
Took a look at us and said you broke our deal
I gave you dominion over every living thing
You forsook them for the sake of your greed
Gonna smite you for your sins, let the righteous begin again
In the beginning god was vengeful
We keep sinning but god is neglectful
Where’s the fire and brimstone, the gnashing of teeth
Where’s the wrath of god when we need it
The planet maintains its rotation
But what happens in the world is our creation
The universe unfolds as it should
But god would take a look at us and say this isn’t good
Who will guarantee the dignity of innocent beings
Who will begin the whole damn thing again
The whole damn thing again
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So Said Plato
04:21
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Promises made, promises broken
Apologies never spoken
Those betrayed imprisoned in a cave
Eyes glued to a shadow play
Believing the shadows they see
Are the very stuff of reality
The shadows are very engaging
Sometimes hilarious, sometimes enraging
Prisoners compete to guess what shadow comes next
The winner is praised for his savvy intellect
They’ve got to believe the shadows they see
Are the very stuff of reality
A prisoner escapes the cave
Feels the sunlight caress her face
Returns with news of the wonders to be seen
Prisoners choose not to believe
The shadows say there’s nothing else to see
And someone should slay the escapee
The escapee is a traitor and she’s crazy
Promises made, never kept
Promise makers said they paid but it was really theft
Those betrayed imprisoned in a cave
Eyes glued to a shadow play
The shadows tell them who they should blame
When their lives are riddled with a sad kind of pain
Promises made, promises broken
Apologies never spoken
Those betrayed imprisoned in a cave
Eyes glued to a shadow play
Believing the shadows they see
Are the very stuff of reality
They say one man’s meat is another’s poison
There’s no accounting for taste
You can lead someone to reason but you can’t make ‘em think
You might never redeem a faith once it’s been misplaced
The shadows say don’t change horses midstream
I say abandon all hope if you stay in this dream
The shadow’s play will make you crazy
So said Plato
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Slacker's Lament
04:19
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I like to while away some time and putter in the garden
Do something for the chipmunks
The hummingbirds and bigger birds too
It’s nice to do
Then I have to stop and cry ‘cause I stood to the side
and watched the rising tide
of these little turds and bigger turds too
Now what do we do
I like to get a little high and make toys for the wind
with a very good friend
who knows wrong from right and archetypes too
It’s fun to do
Then I have to wonder why I didn’t want to know
this world of woe
I took little bribes and bigger bribes too
How about you
Then I’m amazed
from my dome to my toes
at the hope that still echoes
from deep in the wishing well
Aren’t you amazed
that although it’s all dying
we persist in trying
to build heaven on his road to hell
I like to sip a little wine and feel like I’m younger
wrapped upon that hunger
for those little bites and bigger bites too
And bits of you to chew
Then I have to give a sigh
‘cause time is pushing me faster
to that ultimate disaster
I live a little life maybe sometime a big life too
Is it that way for you
Then I’m amazed
from my dome to my toes
At the hope that still echoes
From deep in the wishing well
Aren’t you amazed
that although it’s all dying
we persist in trying
to build heaven on his road to hell
I like to while away some time and putter in the garden
Do something for the chipmunks
The hummingbirds and bigger birds too
It’s nice to do
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Old Men Music Toronto, Ontario
Old Men Music
is Jay Bowen and Keith McNair. Erstwhile thespians and members of the singing group Sweet Lips, they perform songs written by McNair.
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