1. |
Why Believe?
03:28
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Why do people believe in rock and roll? (x2)
I don’t know, I don’t know,
But I feel it in my soul,
Is that why people believe in rock and roll?
Are they scared? Are they terrified?
Are they only getting older every day of their lives?
Have they given their hearts to dark conceits?
Are they making something happen?
Or just saving their receipts?
Why do people believe the government? (x2)
Promise made, money spent,
And we know they’re full of shit,
So why do people believe the government?
Whatcha gonna do without life insurance?
What are we gonna do without life insurance? (x2)
Why do people believe in space and time? (x2)
I don’t mind, I don’t mind,
But I’m leaving all of that behind,
Why do people believe in space and time?
Why do people believe in rock and roll?
I don’t know, I don’t know,
But I feel it in my soul,
And that’s why people believe in rock and roll.
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2. |
Over and Away
04:16
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Over and away,
Beyond the places where we played,
They told us of miracles and ancient creatures
Ascending to thrones we couldn’t fathom,
But there’s nothing we can’t fathom.
When I turn into a cat,
You will turn into a pigeon,
When I turn into a god,
You will turn into a figment,
On the wrinkle of a cell
In the prison of a mind
That has left us all behind,
But we won’t forget it....
I am drowning in the ocean
Where my ancestry was built
By a bottom-dwelling captain,
Who could multiply his cells,
He grew eyes and started speaking,
Grew his ears and he could see,
Puts his mouth over my head,
But he doesn’t say a thing,
Still I find that I am breathing
From the water in my lungs,
Could it be that Jacob’s ladder
Pointed in instead of up,
To the center of the Earth...
Over and away,
Beyond the places where you played,
They told you of miracles and ancient creatures
Ascending to thrones you couldn’t fathom,
But there’s nothing you can’t fathom.
(That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang)
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3. |
Imagine 2040
03:10
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Imagine 2040
Do you think that anybody will be around?
Will we beat the terrorists
or will they still be lurking underground?
Or will our enemies be the robotic entities
we're building now?
(Maybe so)
In 2040 Russia owns the beaches
where the ice-caps used to be.
And China has moved to the moon
with fortunes from all those lead factories.
They're fighting off the Mexicans
in space stations made from trees.
Imagine 2040 man
when all the Byrds and Beatles have passed on.
(Dylan will still be kickin' though)
Has the Earth been burned by fire?
Will our ghosts be in a swarm?
Can our dreaming be so healthy?
Can it keep us safe from harm?
Will the future be a miracle,
a nightmare or a laugh,
Will it be pure science fiction,
or a reflection of the past?
Well I hope I get a chance
and I hope you get the chance
Well I hope I get a chance
and I hope we get a chance
To know.
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4. |
Fire and the Stone
03:52
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There was a fire
Something burned
I heard a voice
Say it's your turn
Helped stone the witch
stoned the slave
Helped put poor Lazarus
Back in the grave
And I found what I was looking for
A treasure chest all filled with coals
Spirit before me
Harmonic oddity
Sent from the ancient
Worshippers of light
I see through everything
I'm not deceived
I'm part of all
I'm all alone
And I found what I was looking for
A sacred ark all full of holes
And all those things we left behind
And all those worlds we set on fire
They're only shining to say Goodbye
They're only shining to say Goodbye
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5. |
Hope in Fearsville
02:52
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Well the Devil came out of the TV set today
and he told me that I'm foolish not to be afraid
and the enemy is coming
and the enemy don't care about you and me
I tried to tell him I'm not sure
but he threw some numbers in my face
and he called my moral feelings fossils of another age.
An age in which we didn't know
the things that we know now.
My tears welled up within me
and I know that I am lied to all the time
and I hope that I'll stay strong
but I know I won't be understood
when I try to make my ideas more than mine.
And I told the dirty devil
that our words are limbs whose only fruit
is bitter and impossible to grasp.
And for all I know he's telling me
to throw my hands up in the air and laugh...
So laugh I did, but I did not feel better.
Satan just got bored,
went off in search of warmer weather.
And I remembered love
And I remembered hope
But my fears welled up within me
and I know that I am lied to all the time
and I hope that I'll stay strong
but I know I won't be understood
when I try to make my ideas more than mine.
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6. |
Did It on the Moon
04:42
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The people are made out of metal
The people are made of wax and champagne
I've got my own kind of level
Sent as a spectre from higher planes
Was I overwhelmed by your spirit?
As it floated before me in flames.
"The storm has begun but don't fear it,"
Did I hear your ghost softly say?
Serpents they stayed with the rebels
Saint Oedipus paved the Milky Way
I looked in your eyes with no fear in my heart
And shattered the nerves I had left in my brain
Was I overwhelmed by your spirit?
As it floated before me in flames.
"The storm has begun but don't fear it,"
Did I hear your ghost softly say?
Inform the Moon
We will leave at this time.
The new plan has come!
Onward! Away!
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7. |
Jesus Johnny Appleseed
03:25
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Jesus Johnny Appleseed
Why do people act so mean
Moses set my people free
So why are they still running after me
Don't you know you're in the lead?
Our leaders left, and lo, we have real needs
Come on Mary Magdalene
How'd your dishes get so clean?
Folks won't believe what folks ain't seen
L. Ron Hubbard oughta know just what I mean
When Obama won the race
I think the C.I.A. had him replaced
If I had the wings of a dove, Aut Kate
I'd eat up all the candy, Lawd
And tear down the White House gate
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
A bullfrog slapped his good old Grandma down
Joseph Smith and Captain Kirk
How do you get this brain to work?
The pope says we should burn the books
Or else we'll have to blame it on the Turks
And when my beard's below my knees
The TV News gonna call it a disease
William Blake, let's pack the bags
After we take a couple more drags
Funny thing about addiction is
It's always worse when you see it in your kids
Roll a number for the road
Pop those pills and lick the toads let's go
If I had the wings of a dove, Aut Kate
I'd eat up all the candy, Lawd
And tear down the White House gate
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
A bullfrog slapped his good old Grandma down
Sigmund Freud is apple pie
I wanna know why sparrows fly
Dick Cheney's tied to the railroad track
With a hundred horny hound-dogs on his back
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8. |
Silent Queen
01:18
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9. |
Saint A.M. Gold
03:26
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When you were a child like me
You sat too close to the god-damned TV
And your eyes broke open suddenly
But you liked all the new things you saw
And you lost your luster way too soon
Spent years glazed over just watching cartoons
And your flesh became a stuffy cocoon
Without wings waiting inside
And they tried to take it all away from you...
But you can laugh
You can laugh
You can laugh
You can smile
You can smile
You can smile
But you can laugh
You can laugh
You can laugh
You can smile...
With money heavy on your back
You chewed their lies and spit them back
And death's an industry in fact
Just like guilt and misery
You sat on life and slept through church
Became a legend before birth
Thew out numbers, thrived on words
And the colors, in those books that you read
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10. |
Heavenly Father
04:49
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Heavenly Father, won't you give me a lift?
Cause you've got that big Rolls Royce
and all I've got's the drift
of the wind to tell me where to go
Heavenly Father won't you clothe my naked back?
After we go out to eat, I'll give the clothing back
and we'll dine on my unanswered prayers
Well I've had both my eyes plucked out
by a son of a whore.
And now I have to smell my way
to the bright blue western shore.
And I'll ask you why you've made my
misery into a sport
And just a little talk with blindness will make me whole.
Well I'll climb the clouds to heaven
and take back the controls.
In the room with all the buttons
I'll undo the wrongs of old.
Bleep, there goes the Holocaust
Bloop, goodbye to war
Bling, all the money in the world is lost
I'm gonna even up the score.
The turn of a crank makes the mansions fall,
Bums push the cops up against the wall,
Weapons vanish and love will conquer all,
And we'll sing...
We don't have anything
We don't want anything
but Love Love Love Love
Heavenly Father, won't you give us a chance
You kicked us out of the garden
but now we're ready for a glance
of the peace you've kept from us.
Heavenly Father, won't you give me a lift?
Cause you've got that big Rolls Royce
and all I've got's the drift
of the wind to tell me where to go
We don't have anything
We don't want anything
but Love Love Love Love
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