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The
Bad Days
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Written
by Michael G.
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She wakes up to a tune
that used to be her song
Reaches toward the radio and sees that it’s not on
Stares up at the ceiling but can’t get out of bed
Another way of healing
...(from) the bad days
...
ah, the bad days
Reaches for her coffee
with catatonic grace
Going through the motions of putting on her face
Warming up the car, the thought intrudes again
She never gets very far
...(from) the bad days
...
ah, the bad days
Ah, but she still believes
Ah,
she still sees the way that it could be
Oh
God, she knows it must pass
Cause even the good days can’t last
This will pass
She gets home alone
and pours a glass of wine
Knows she shouldn’t drink, but maybe just this time
Says a silent prayer and prays it will be heard
Take away this fear
...(of) the bad days
...
ah, the bad days
She wakes up to a tune
that used to be her song...
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Just
a Means
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Written
by Michael G.
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Fifty dollars and a
ride to Vegas
Open collar on an open road
Twenty-one and too young to notice
too
young to notice where he’d run
Just a song will pay
for the groceries
Lose the thong and the tips are good
Never could imagine she’d do it
ah,
but the money’s just too good
And
it’s just a means to an end
A
temporary place where we can pretend
The
compromise we make becomes permanent
If
it’s just a means to an end...
Running errands for
an unseen man
Never daring a look inside the sedan
All his pay is under the table
but
how will he ever get away?
Dancin’ laps into the
bedroom
Takin’ naps in-between
Jimmy Beam covers the feelings
of
all the things that she’s seen
But
it’s just a means to an end
A
temporary place where we can pretend
The
compromise we make becomes permanent
If
it’s just a means to an end...
So many
means that never seem to end
Cause around every corner’s just another bend
Don’t become a thread all caught up in the seems
Because the only thing we’ve got
Yeah the only thing we’ve got
is the means
Let it catch him in
a logical seduction
She’s still guessing how to justify today
Borrow tomorrow and it won’t look familiar
you
only reap what you sow
If
it’s just a means to an end
A
temporary place where we can pretend
It’s
just a moment of bad judgement
and
the compromise we make
becomes
permanent
If
it’s just a means to an end...
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Dependent
Luv
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Written
by Michael G.
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Now I got a case of
sumthin’ see-vere
You see I can’t think unless my WO-mun’s near
I’m so in luv I only wanna cry
If she don’t hold me every day I feel like I’ll die
Oh,
may sound funny or it may sound sweet
But
I’m in total agony
every
time you say that we can’t meet
Devils
below, or angels above
Somebody
got to save me from this De-Pen-Dent Luv
I wanna save you
Yeah, it’s Dependent Luv
I’m gonna save you
Now I got friends and
they suffer like I do
They don’t remember one unless it’s inside of two
They think it’s romance, but it’s more like jail
You don’t stand a chance until you unlock your cell
-Chorus-
You
know that you’ve got it
When you can’t shake it loose
It’s
got you like a convict at the end of a noose
You
know it ain’t healthy
When
you lose your soul
Lose
your independence and you gotta pay the toll
-Chorus-
Luv can be strong
and luv can be good
But don’t you believe in too much Holly-Wood
Best kinda luv gonna give you sum space
Hang onto your identity, don’t make my mistake
-Chorus-
I wanna save you
Sombody gotta save me
I’m gonna save you
From this Dependent Luv
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Forgetting
to Breathe
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Written
by Michael G.
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I keep forgetting to
breathe
Neglecting the air
Frozen in action, no reaction
so unaware...
I keep forgetting to
breathe
I fail to exhale
Unwilling to surrender, but already in jail
Yeah, I keep forgetting to breathe
Holding
my breath
Afraid
to let go
It’s
just a pattern in the fear of the flow
Oh,
the need to control so many things
...
it’s like so many things
I keep forgetting to
breathe
My intake is ...... late
Outside of me, a late check-in guaranteed
Yeah,
I keep forgetting to breathe
Holding
my breath
Afraid
to let go
It’s
just a pattern in the fear of the flow
Oh,
the need to control so many things
...
it’s like so many things
Standing
in motion
Moving while still
With atoms smashing up against my will
Shallow breaths like shallow thoughts
No deeper than they seem
I just can’t remember
why I keep forgetting...to BREATHE...
Holding my breath
Afraid
to let go
It’s
just a pattern in the fear of the flow
Holding
my breath
Afraid
to let go
It’s
just a pattern in the fear of the flow
Oh,
the need to control so many things
... it’s like so many things
I keep forgetting to
breathe
Neglecting the air
Frozen in action, so many distractions
so unaware...
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Brave
New World
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Written
by Michael G.
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Man’s got a suitcase
of surprises
detonation in disguise
Boy got a cap gun in the school yard
cappin’ kids just for fun
In
Our Brand New,
Brave New World
In
Our Brand New,
Brave New World
Ted puts a message
in the mail
surrounds it with blades & nails
‘Lena mutilates her man
while we all just cheer from the stands
In
Our Brand New,
Brave New World
In
Our Brand New,
Brave New World
Colder,
harder
Don’t
get started
cause cowards won’t survive
Bare
your teeth when you smile
and
growl into their eyes in our
Brave New World
~~~~~
Colder,
harder
Don’t
go farther
cause cowards won’t survive
Bare
your teeth when you smile
and
growl into their eyes
in our Brave New World
Girl ain’t safe before
or after
dark and sex can kill again
Will you come at me on this odyssey,
or will you be my friend?...
In
Our Brand New,
Brave
New World
In
Our Brand New,
Brave
New World
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Cast
the First Stone
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Written
by Michael G.
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You let me know every
time I fail
You show me the flaws, fully detailed
Why
should I ever admit any of this shit
When
you don’t look at your own?
CAST
THE FIRST STONE
(Go on) CAST THE FIRST STONE
Now I don’t mind sometimes
being wrong
Just don’t say it like you wrote the Psalms
Cause
you never admit any of your shit
You
never look at your own
CAST
THE FIRST STONE
(Go on) CAST THE FIRST STONE
You’re
finding fault
within my vault
while
missing all the mirrors
If
you’ll spin
and see your sins
then
everything gets clearer,...
queerer,... Oh~~~
You see yourself from
the outside in
Polish the surface so you can pretend
But
you never admit any of your shit
You
never need to atone
CAST
THE FIRST STONE
(Go on) CAST THE FIRST STONE
So don’t criticize
me like you’re so holy
Have a look at your shit before you spit,....... on me....
“Everybody’s
gettin’ stoned
Cause everybody’s throwin’ stones”
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Loony
Bin
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Written
by Michael G.
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look at all the people
laughing at the fool
so naive to believe
in things outside the rules
watch
him fight the urges
to
give up and give in
no
support for loonies
Outside
The Loony Bin.....
difficult to follow
impossible to lead
no easy way of knowing
what he should believe
he
doesn’t know the how
doesn’t
know the when
cause
he’s just another loony
Outside
The Loony Bin.....
AH,
BUT HE SEES......YES, HE SEES......
insanity in solitude
who’s to really say
if we have a measure
for the norm in any way
don’t
really know the why
don’t
really know the when
cause
we’re just a bunch of loonies
Outside
The Loony Bin.....
but
there’s something that I think
they might have overlooked
which side of the door they’re on
as they close the book?...
cause
he is on the outside
and
they are on the in
but
he’s just another loony
Outside
The Loony Bin....
AH, BUT HE SEES.......YES,
HE SEES......
AH, BUT HE SEES.......YES, HE SEES......
Outside
The Loony Bin....
Outside The Loony Bin....
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Peace
& Tenderness
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Written
by Michael G.
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I’m so tired of this
shit
Don’t care who loses or wins
Tired of being taken for a fool again
I’m so tired of a day
That will never end
Tired of fighting all the time with my best friend
I
need some peace and tenderness
Baby,
won’t you rock me upon your breast
I
need some peace and tenderness
If
I can get a little I can deal with the rest
Yeah,
yeah, Yeah, yeah
I’m so tired of this
hate
So sick of this war
And all those people killin’ cause they want a little more
I’m so tired of these walls
And the locks on the doors
Tired of tryin’ to remember how it was before
I
need some peace and tenderness
Baby,
won’t you rock me upon your breast
I
need some peace and tenderness
If
I can get a little I can deal with the rest
Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah
Just
need some quiet to sort it all out
Need
a little love to cool me down
It
might be a bad day, or it might be these times
But
a man’s gotta have something to ease his mind
I
need some peace and tenderness
Baby,
won’t you rock me upon your breast
I’m so tired of the
pace
So beaten by stress
So tired of people living in their ignorance
I’m so tired of the booze
So tired of the weight
Wasting so much time in tryin’ to escape
I
need some peace and tenderness
Baby,
won’t you rock me upon your breast
I
need some peace and tenderness
If
I can get a little I can deal with the rest
Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah
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F.e.a.r.
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Written
by Michael G.
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Love like you’ve
never been burned
Dance like no one is watching
Sing like no one can hear
Leap like you’ve never known fear
Walk like you’ve
never stumbled
Run like you never fell
Skip like a child of seven
Move like you’ve never been still
Move like you’ve never been still
Cause
it’s only fear that holds you down
Only fear that keeps you from your dreams
False Evidence Appearing Real
False Evidence Appearing Real
It’s only fear that you feel
Jump like you’ve
never missed a landing
Speak like you’ve never missed a beat
Embrace the face in the mirror
Learn to love every little crease
Risk it like you’ve
never been broken
Kiss her like it’s the first time
Hold him like there’s never been another
Believe in love that’s blind
Believe in love that’s blind
~ Chorus ~
But
it’s always easier said than done
So simple to see, after the run
(cause)
Failure is the teacher that we flee...
Love like you’ve
never been burned
Dance like no one is watching
Sing like no one can hear
Leap like you’ve never known fear
Risk it like you’ve never been broken
Kiss her like it’s the first time
Hold him like there’s never been another
Believe in love that’s blind
Believe in love that’s blind
~ Final Chorus ~
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The
House
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Written
by Michael G.
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As she stands at the
doorway
She pauses to ponder
the
past that awaits her inside
As she fumbles for
the key
So tangled in her nervous purse
she
wonders about being here
In
the House of Good Intentions
Where
they said they tried their very best
In
the House of Good Intentions
Where
she intends to let it rest
Lost in the living
room
With tidy layers of age
That
chair over there was where he’d sit
with
beer, Swanson’s,® and the old Zenith®
As the floor creaks in the kitchen
It echoes back to a time
Watching
her sacred preparations
for
all of the family relations
In
the House of Good Intentions
Where
they said they tried their very best
In
the House of Good Intentions
Where
she intends to let it rest
All
the shadows she searched in
All
the blame she’d hoped to find
All
the years of the fears
that she thought lay here
now
seem old, and small, and sad
they’re
really all in the past
As she rebolts the
door
Puts the sign on the lawn
She
turns one last time
to
the rooms that she leaves behind
Then the key’s in the ignition
As gentle tears run into her smile
She
pulls away with the peace
the
peace that the present provides
From
the House of Good Intentions
Where
they said they tried their very best
In
the House of Good Intentions
Where
she intends to let it rest
Where
she intends to let it rest
Where
she intends to lay it
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...to
rest.
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Song
for Elizabeth
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Written
by Michael G.
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Well I wish I could
change all the pain in your face, Liz
Somehow explain why I had to escape is...
I just needed some time
Before I could know my mind
Cause when I look
at you now I don’t even remember
How I had doubts late in December
But I know now
I love you more than then
I love your love, I love your love
You give
so much, something to trust
I love
your love, I love your love
Yes, I know we had
plans that we had to change
But they’re only postponed from what we arranged
I will still be yours
And you will still be mine
Cause what you give
to me I’ve never seen
The way I feel special just for being
You make me believe
In all my broken dreams
I love your love, I love your love
You give
so much, something to trust
I love
your love, I love your love
You
don’t have to worry
this time it’s okay
Too many sad songs
can make you feel that way
But this one’s the one
that’s all about you
It’s got a happy ending
and it’s all true
When they talk of
us two I hope they’ll include
The incredible love I have for you
You were always there
My best friend
I love your love, I love your love
You give
so much, something to trust
I love
your love, I love your love
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Battle
Hymn
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Written
by Michael G.
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We were silently standing
alone
In a strange land far away from home
All the
glory and the might
Had brought
us to this fight
But there
was no enemy in sight
As we walked through
the swamps and the fields
Was a feeling that none of this was real
Not a sound
could be heard
And no
one found the words
To somehow
explain this strange ordeal
~
In the blackness we
trod upon the grey
In mourning for the ones we must slay
Trained
for every contingency
Ordained
for every emergency
But we
were not ready for this day
We were following
orders from above
When we all started feeling this strange kind of love
Suddenly
there was a sound
And we
laid our weapons down
Some kind
of greater power...
...so we
bowed to the flood
We were silently standing
alone
In a strange land far away from home
All the
glory and the might
Had brought
us to this site
But there
was no enemy to fight...
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