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Dreams In Color
06:49
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Dreaming in color of copper and robbers and
creatures that lurk under rocks that lay under the leaves
Drawing ink blotters for vamps and marauders
in turbulent water in days when the seasons agree
In Dreams in Color
Blue painted ladies with screaming young babies
dance on the waves of a seascape of lemon and green
Question and answer from Leo and Cancer
Shrieks from loud speakers that hang from a cloud by a string
In Dreams in Color
Forests and prairies with dark dignitaries
roll off the red tongue of a tern with umbrellas for wings
Sphinx in tuxedo and mimes incognito
Wizards and wolves and the wise ones we fail to see
In Dreams in Color - Dreams in Color
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I Am Your Addiction
02:58
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I'm the star that sears your tongue while your ashtray overflows
I'm the arsonist that leers while poking pinholes in your clothes
I'm the dead lamps in your eyes while the blood drips from your nose
I'm the sickness in your kitchen ~ I am your addiction
Oh no! I am your addiction! Oh no!
I'm the days of your life that you never will back
I'm the hammer in your heart in your anxiety attacks
I'm the tyrant who controls both your money and your soul
I am your addiction and I've come to take my toll
Oh no! I am your addiction! Look out for sickness in your kitchen!
Oh no! I am your addiction! Oh no!
I'm the master of your mind and that fork wedged in your road
I'm the yellow in your eyes [Try to replace me!]
I'm the resin that clogs while setting fires in your throat
I'm the gators in your moat [Face me! Replace me!]
Phantomizing flames while you're screaming out my name
Here I come again! [Replace me, if you can!]
I'm your days and your nights both not ever to return
I am your addiction ~ Crush me and you'll learn
Oh no! I am your addiction! Oh no!
I am your addiction!
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Rock Paper Scissors
03:57
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Rock, paper, scissors: Which or these are you?
The one that holds the key? Or floats in any sea?
Or the one that's cutting loose?
Cut it loose!
Sword, pen, or periscope: Which one would you choose?
The one that wins the coup? Or writes down every clue?
Are you a probing eye for truth?
There's a man of men who wanders with an air of Mother Goose
“The key”, he said, “is hidden in your head...
...You just have to close your eyes and set it loose”
Set it loose!
Now that we had this discussion and we all know who is who
Do we need to sense a force to rise against?
Or be happy where we are?
Where we are!
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White Trash TV
03:19
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I learned today a simple way to be celebrity
Just hang my dirty laundry out on nationwide TV
A television studio's a place I've never been
The public eye just loves a guy who's sordid and obscene
Soon you'll see my ugly face on White Trash TV
I'm not too bright - I love to fight while people cheer me on
The tabloid paparazzi started camping on my lawn
I think I saw on L.A. Law I should get royalties
A seven-digit figure should be written out to me
I'm the star of Season Three on White Trash TV
Hey, Ma! Hey, Pa! Get a load of me
Hey, Pa! Hey, Ma! On every TV screen
I rehearsed for four whole days (but drank for twenty-three)
My greasy chin and black-toothed grin and bloated face
On White Trash TV I'm the star of Season Three
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na! Wheeeee!
Hey, Ma! Hey, Pa! The camera sure loves me
Tell Gramps and Grandma I'm star of Season Three
Tell Aunt Jenn and Uncle Clem to turn on their TV
My episode's in syndicate on White Trash TV
Wheeeee! Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na!
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Electricity
03:43
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You're the light I see when you flash your high beams on
And I'm the bullhorn blare from the shocking Babylon
You're the dynamite ~ I'm the fuse you light
And if I wasn't so romantic I could shock you now
Illuminate the rubies in your crown with your electricity
Between you and me ~ Electricity
I'm your electric eel when I squeeze your hi-watt love
And you're the lightning storm that rages high above
If I wasn't so protected you could shock me now
Oscillate the opals in my crown with your electricity
In you and in me ~ Electricity
You're the flashbulb burn when you click your cameras on
And I'm the Marshall blast that cuts through every song
If I wasn't so distracted I could love you now
And you have powers only you can show
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A voyageur without a name ~ Man meets world in a cyclone swirl
In webs of icy chains no one wants to fade away
Don't want their face on a paper on the bottom of every budgie cage
The human race is racing after rabbits not worth chasing
Are we all afraid of change?
A feast of modern day ~ A schemer's scheme, headlines scream
how man has lost his way ~ [He writes a wicked play]
What are we supposed to do? Fall then pray for angels, too
[Remove this mushroom cloud that follows him around]
Or dream of happy endings? Are there happy endings?
Until then nothing seems to change
Guess it takes a different kind of dreamer
Guess it takes a different kind of plan
Everybody loves to scorn the dreamer
Everybody loves to dog the man
What a wicked world today ~ Twisted views in madman's shoes
Call all the shots today ~ People are afraid of change
What's it take to clear the slate and minimize the pain?
Schemers keep on scheming ~ Dreamers keep on dreaming
How and why? There must be a better way
Guess it takes a different kind of dreamer
Guess it takes a different kind of man
Everybody loves to scorn the dreamer
Everybody wants to see his hands
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T Shirt
03:19
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You want to fly this big balloon
Trampoline across a great lagoon
You want to gather all the moons
Sorry, sonny, been there, done it
Tell ya, honey, been there, done it
Forget it, people, been there, done it
You want to eat the sweetest pie
You want to buy up all the skies
Bullwhip DeSade and make him cry
I can't relate, I been there, done it
Once then twice, I been there, done it, got the T-Shirt
Been there, done it, got the T-Shirt
You want to close the biggest deal
You want the world to bring you meals
You'd shoot Achilles in the heel
Sorry, sonny, been there, done it
Tell ya, honey, been there, done it
Made the money, been there, done it, got the T-Shirt
I can't relate, I been there, done it
Once or twice, I been there, done it
Win at dice, I been there, done and got the T-Shirt
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Green Tea
04:19
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I drank the silt from poison streams
Sopped up toxins from the leaves
Lived and died for centuries
Then mellowed out on herbal tea
One for you ~ One for me
The flame lost its glow
but the poetry flowed like clear running stream
Got back to where I planted trees
I took in all the air they breathed
Remembered all I used to be ~ Child of the Seventies
Forgot all I knew to make room for the new
It came back to me
Found that angel of my dreams ~ Maiden of the Seventies
I lived another life again from here in all her pretty things
With wings on our chairs and our long flowing hair
We’ll see all again and we’ll hear all again
Settle down in '33 and rub the bruises we can’t see
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Scare Tactics
04:17
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Megaphonic voice and dead electric toys come to life again
They set up little camps ~ blow up your power plants
And so the rage begins
Wicked deeds by evil jerks ~ Their scare tactics won't work
It seems a single man controls the battle plans
His country to defend
While half a world away we got a mess today
And so the end begins
Wicked deeds get just desserts ~ Your scare tactics won't work
Scare tactics won't work ~ Scare tactics
The news is bad today ~ There is a price today
It's down to you and me
They break up families and send them overseas
We stand on guard for thee ~ yeah!
There goes another round ~ Let's do a body count
Desensitized and crazed
There goes a land in spoils, painted in blood and oil
Another mother prays
Pure evil ~ Pure jerks ~ Your scare tactics won't work
Your scare tactics won't work ~ Your scare tactics won't work
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The Great 11th Act
05:10
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Inform your dearest loved ones that you won't be home tonight
Conductor clad in sleek black leather ~ Band in overdrive
Everyone will go in pairs ~ 20,000 Fred Estaires
Masquerade and jive
Everyone will frolic in this blitz of levity
Fantasy in everyone's disguise
Conga line by Gunga Jim ~ Everyone hooks onto him
He's a wild and crazy guy ~ It's an orgy for your eyes
So for now forget the dancing and start unmasking
for the Great 11th Act
They’ll be rolling out the jesters on the shiny, checkered squares
Open up the cask of '65
The band got hate songs you'll love to hate
And love songs you'll hate to love
Megaphones, speaker cones, all of the above
Take yourself a sample of your royal just dessert
Someone stuffed some silly pills inside the grand hors d'oeurves
Maximus Lolitas prattle near the Marshall stacks
Soon they'll be unmasking for the Great 11th Act
Now forget the dancing and start unmasking
for the Great 11th Act
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