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Everybody: wants a revolution/needs a new solution/
needs some evolution/needs some resolution
You and your gun-totting, flag waving corporate sell-outs
Bible belt simpletons quoting your founding fathers
You and your God, you and your God-You and your God
You’re Fooling Yourselves-that was your time-this is our
time now Stop kidding around No one’s left to buy the
lies you sell Stop fooling around
Everybody: needs to love their country/wants to keep what they make/needs a happy family/wants lethal protection
You and your tree-hugging, America-bashing peaceniks
Urban elitists, reinventing what’s good and pure
Media whores, settling old scores & starting class wars
You’re fooling yourself if you can’t find a way to agree
to disagree and you’re fooling yourself if you don’t look
across the aisle and see humanity Can you prove to your-
self as you spew out your filth as you demonize, patron-
ize, polarize with your every word Are you willing to
risk leading us all off the cliff ‘cause even now, I can
see the mountain...
Everybody: needs a constitution/wants to leave the party
needs to think for themselves/needs to get their fair shake
You with delusions of political domination You with at-
tack ads full of character assassination selling us out
without a doubt-it’s what you’re about
Fool yourself But you ain’t fooling me-so many agree You can fool yourself
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Exit Strategy
05:44
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Drawing up lines in the sand to be crossed and the
time from the sand is the time that we’ve lost and
we’ll never get back But the patterns from sand
reveal themselves after the gravity
I’ve got an exit strategy but it’s flawed ‘cause
the one I’ve got has a certain company that when
deployed is giving second thoughts but now I’m
caught So now the tables turn around and I’m forced
to reveal my strategy but in defense you counter
and we go round and round We control our own dest-
iny-extraordinary forces then we are lost and
found
We planted a camp on solid rock but we never
once gave a pause for thought for the ambush above
from the beautiful hills-but beauty has a way of
fooling you...
Drawing lines in the sand to be cros-
sed
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i. Prelude To A Bailout (instrumental)
ii. Give Them What They Want
The future’s jeopardized-soon there will be no place for
our kind Presently terrified faced with the horrors of a
biblical blight Too late to stock, lock & barrel, board-
ed up and feeling the weight Deflated dollar-white
collar barbarians are banging at the gate
Just Give Them What They Wanted-Just Give Them What They
Want...
Heavily invested in the very things that soon will
have us all pinned It’s blowing in the wind It’s time to
own it like it was your own sin Who needs a handout?
Trickle-down I’ve got my doubts not much of it can Not
gonna hold my breath unless they raise the price of oxy-
gen Another Ponzi scam-another housing bubble bursting at the seams Now look who’s getting slammed-it’s you and me and the American Dream Don’t want the layoffs but I don’t want the pay-offs to the men in the suits And where we’re headed I have dreaded ‘cause nobody has the balls or a clue
Just Give Them What They Wanted
Just Give Them What They Want
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Incoherent Ramblings
07:44
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Arrived here at Dulles with the best of intentions
The memo this morning-I read it so well I highlight
the talking points abound-mine these words for the
profound
A town car and a green room-then we
mic up and we fume...I hold my ground as they hold
theirs The blinking light there that says “on air”
goes off as I’m escorted out the door I’ve got that fix
that they know I adore The same goes for tomorrow resembling today-allowing for a good night’s sleep I’ll be so ready for this play This dance we do entre nous And
assuming these ratings hold I’ve always got a job to do
These are the incoherent ramblings of a talking
head I’ve got a fervent feeling furnace burning
fiery red Soon I’ll be lighting up a nation with
words like:
Too big to fail Market-based solutions
Let’s take our country back in this defining moment
In opposition it’s so liberating blaming the man on
top When we’re in power they’re a nuisance I’ve got
no use for their excuses Like a lawyer I can argue
from either place and it’s an art form to put you
back right back in your case Comfortably familiar
with all the faces Everyday we put each other
through the paces Just a turn of a phrase and we’re
off to the races and like a virulent strain we
maintain our stasis
Perfect Storm Wall Street versus Main Street
Outside the box Everyday Americans
My parents so proud screaming aloud as I walked
through the corridor Now with a voice so loud I
stand out from the crowd-a talented lingual whore
Poly-sci what good have you done? Polly want a
crack at this one A new chance to spin some more
“you ought to be ashamed of yourself” -and pretty
soon this act is over Then we’re all out for drinks
and dinner-these fat cats aren’t getting any thin-
ner Like fish in a barrel it ain’t no hassle and
the pay is good-when I deliver the dazzle!
Conduct unbecoming we’re so far from shunning one
another so we hammer away at this passion play day
after day And assuming these ratings hold I’ve got
a job that always pays
The fact of the matter is it is what it is what it is...At the end of the day we can certainly all agree that the working American family gives 110% Post 9-11
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The Ones To Follow
03:12
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They lay destitute-a beauty in their pain
We are the ones to follow
Alleluia
The fake institutes handing out the cures
That is the pill we swallow
Alleluia
We’re all prostitutes hawking out our souls
Greed is the word we follow
Alleluia
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A Work Of Art
02:50
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You are a work of art-the rarest find this man has
seen-quite possibly a treasure and I’m you’re work
of art-your favorite work in progress to see the
light of day and it’s right on display
The exhibitions begun The attention to detail: extraordinary And now since you’ve painted me I will try to paint you-make some symmetry
Hail to the skill-the patterns used in this piece-the ongoing themes in this work of art
What are these works of art worth when apart?
Nothing much it seems they’re hopelessly together and
it is your work of art that people come to see-it’s me
once empty now filled to the brim
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Televised
06:52
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In this endless thirst we go from first to worst and get
lost in the mud and fall down with a thud At this point
we feel “why not sign the deal” and give up privacy and
give up what is me
And when it’s not enough and you can’t fill your cup-this boring humdrum life with an average looking wife The shiny things we love beneath the flashing bulbs They have their steely hold but always leave you cold
Thanks for sharing that with us
Your divorce has been televised Your intercourse has been televised You’re ratings gold You have been sold Your life isn’t yours See dotted line To be sure when you’re televised Par for the course you will be despised-the cannon fodder of checkout lines This life isn’t real You knew the deal
And when the novelty has worn off all its sheen and when the crowd’s moved on and you’re on your way down so you think you’ll adjust to a life without remorse You paid a price to find attention spans are short
Thanks for sharing that with us
Every vice has been televised Your weeping eyes
they’ve been televised
Where have they gone? And when will they wonder where you’ve gone? Where are they now? Remember them? Where have they gone? Where will you be?
Re-sign your deal Can’t change your mind
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Memetic Pandemic
07:29
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I’m sure this happens all the time and that it’s on
so many minds yet they refuse to talk about it Only
a glimpse of an emotion or a sickness of the soul
Some twisted reasoning misleads to spread its roots
just like a weed to saturate the canvas of our world
Man’s reach exceeds the grasp around the throats of
those he must compel That deciding moment should he
take his rightful place will bathe in all his glory
of accomplishment and grace
You only want your share of what is good in this god-blessed world Always wanting Deep down you know it doesn’t work that way-you’ve got to take it all Always wanting more Break no commandment that is written down but if it isn’t it’s anybody’s game when the spirit of
the law is missing You’ll need a good excuse: just
say that you were on a mission and hope your prayers
are not ignored
I don’t want your handouts I don’t want your hand-me-downs I want what’s mine
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A Nihilist's Love Song
03:39
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All that is and all that was is meaningless
And every little bruise you’ve suffered can never reach across the universe
And the darkness has a way of reaching out to us
Smothers us but softly The wisdom we need is lost before
we’ve begun And it won’t be long before this world be-
comes undone Our world becomes undone Reason don’t enter in
It may be a blessing but not a curse
When everything you’re holding onto keeps you afraid I ask you to be brave The future is all we’ve got It’s all that we need I wouldn’t ask you to give up one thing you still believe But what do you still believe? Do you still believe in me?
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We write & record hook-laden progressive rock tunes, have played in 7 countries, put out 6 albums and have been together 30 years.
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