1. |
Blue Monkey
03:31
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BLUE MONKEY
Blue Monkey
He’s a junky
I found him dead
On the side of the road
Little skunky
Smelling funky
Breaking bread
With a mischievous toad
Lost doggy
Feeling foggy
Looking red
In a coat of gold
He’s a junky
Blue Monkey
Dressed like Fred
In the days of old
Sexy baby
She said maybe
She bought a bed
That the Devil sold
Mr. Brady
He’s a lady
Bumped his head
On the truth untold
Mystic froggy
Old and soggy
He cut the thread
And let the world unfold
Blue Monkey
He’s a junky
I found him dead
On the side of the road
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2. |
Circus Show
04:30
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CIRCUS SHOW
They’re just two clowns
In a circus show
They chase their crowns
For the filthy dough
They’ll give you one
Then they’ll take back three
They’ll have their fun
Then hang you from a tree
Aha
Oh yeah
They wear dark suits
Like a minister man
With combat boots
They wanna kick Iran
They won’t be happy
Till you’re on your knees
Cause your life’s so crappy
And you got a disease
Aha
Oh yeah
You sit and stare
Into the animal cage
You just don’t dare
To see reality rage
You close your eyes
To hide from the beast
You speak your lies
To be part of the feast
Aha
Oh yeah
She’s the goose that laid
The golden egg
It’s all she made
And now she has to beg
She lost her face
In a poker game
She found her place
In the hall of shame
Aha
Oh yeah
They went into their
Secret room
They failed to share
Their private doom
There is no cure
For this sinister way
You’re only pure
If you do what they say
Aha
Oh yeah
You find yourself
At the end of your rope
You feel like an elf
Smoking Santa’s dope
Your face is all red
And your hair is all gray
You sleep in the bed
That you made yesterday
Aha
Oh yeah
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3. |
Life Is Weird
03:29
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LIFE IS WEIRD
When you get high
You can reach the sky
Then when you touch the earth
You’ll know what it’s worth
Life is weird
Life is weird
If you lose control
Choose another goal
If you try and fail
Find another trail
Life is weird
Life is weird
Are you satisfied
With the things you’ve tried
All your hopes and dreams
Are your ropes and schemes
Life is weird
Life is weird
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4. |
You
04:38
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YOU
You can come inside
And you’ll see where we reside
And you’ll want to ride the ride
And you’ll find a place to hide
You can be the one
If you see the need for fun
And you know that you can’t run
And you bow down to the sun
You can see the light
If your eyes are out of sight
And your heart is burning bright
And you welcome every night
You can find the truth
If you go back to your youth
And you step into the booth
And you show us every tooth
You can cut your hair
And can change the clothes you wear
And can strip until you’re bare
And nobody will care
You can change your life
And confront the sharpened knife
And be one with human strife
And find peace in the nightlife
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5. |
She Glows
04:05
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SHE GLOWS
She glows in the darkness
Like a fire fly
A magnetic kind of light
That can make you cry
She knows what is real
In this house of fun
Her eyes are bright
Until the day is done
She rests in the arms
Of the sacred silver night
Wrapped inside a blanket
She becomes a bird in flight
She welcomes the new day
With a smile in her hand
With her eyes in the sky
And her feet in the sand
She’s a flower in the desert
A diamond in the dust
A sacred buried treasure
The one that I can trust
Offering her virtue
She asks for no reply
With wings beneath her shoulders
She soars above the sky
She glows in the darkness
Like a fire fly
A magnetic kind of light
That can make you cry
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6. |
Bang The Gong
03:53
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BANG THE GONG
I don’t wear Armani suits
I have no use for vain pursuits
If you don’t like what you see
It’s cause you know that I am free
We want the right to sing our songs
We choose to know our rights from wrongs
We know the place that we belong
You have no right to bang the gong
I won’t cop your trendy style
I will not sleep in your shit pile
All the dough and all of the bling
To me that shit don’t mean a thing
We want the right to sing our songs
We choose to know our rights from wrongs
We know the place that we belong
You have no right to bang the gong
You just want to fly your flag
But the flag you fly is a filthy rag
Until you realize all are one
The world will be a smoking gun
We want the right to sing our songs
We choose to know our rights from wrongs
We know the place that we belong
You have no right to bang the gong
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7. |
Merry Go Round
04:20
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MERRY GO ROUND
Come live in the woods
Come climb up the trees
Come fly with the birds
Come be with the bees
Let’s see what we find
In the back of your mind
Uncover your eyes
Before you go blind
Everything goes round and round
Everything is tightly bound
Forget what you’re told
Before you get old
Don’t auction your time
For some fools gold
Leap out of this box
Like a fox from a hole
Recover the jewel
That the monster stole
Everything goes round and round
Everything is tightly bound
Look into my eyes
Look out at the street
Give part of your soul
To everyone you meet
Walk into the room
Take something for free
Walk out of the room
And leave something for me
Everything goes round and round
Everything is tightly bound
Now end this day
Now be the man
In a new kind of way
With a primitive plan
Just open the door
Then swallow the key
Walk on the new floor
Then climb up the tree
Everything goes round and round
Everything is tightly bound
Come live in the woods
Come climb up the trees
Come fly with the birds
Come be with the bees
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8. |
Re-Arranger
05:06
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RE-ARRANGER
Cold lonely stranger
Re-arranger
Where are your streets now?
Where are your children?
Where are all the temples gone?
Where are all the sacred notes…books?
What happened to the verses?
And the translations
And the violations
I want to take a piece of time
And slice it into three
Take a look inside of you
And see inside of me
I want to crawl upon the earth
And fall into the sea
Write a book about my birth
And how it set me free
I want to see what I’ve become
And know my history
I’d rather not be dumb
Just take a look and see
The clay is in my hand
It’s really up to me
I’ll fall into this hole
Just smile and let me be
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9. |
What You Do
03:55
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WHAT YOU DO
It doesn’t matter if you’re black
It doesn’t matter if you’re white
It doesn’t matter if you’re blue
It doesn’t matter if you’re green
It doesn’t matter if you’re red
It doesn’t matter if you’re brown
It doesn’t matter if you’re down
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter who you are
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter if you’re gay
It doesn’t matter if you’re straight
It doesn’t matter if you’re boy
It doesn’t matter if you’re girl
It doesn’t matter if you’re mom
It doesn’t matter if you’re dad
It doesn’t matter if you’re mad
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter where you are
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter if you’re high
It doesn’t matter if you’re low
It doesn’t matter if you’re hot
It doesn’t matter if you’re cold
It doesn’t matter if you’re young
It doesn’t matter if you’re old
It doesn’t matter if you die
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter what you are
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter if you’re rich
It doesn’t matter if you’re poor
It doesn’t matter if you’re hip
It doesn’t matter if you’re cool
It doesn’t matter if you’re bright
It doesn’t matter if you’re bored
It doesn’t matter if you’re lord
It only matters what you do
It doesn’t matter why you are
It only matters what you do
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10. |
The Chameleon
04:30
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THE CHAMELEON
He’s an old world lizard
With a granular skin
He lost his smile
When they taught him to sin
With eyeballs
Independently linked
The color of his skin
Is dependently synced
He sees every movement
He is a Buddha’s child
Grinning at the moment
Like a beast in the wild
Falling to his knees
In the darkest of night
He wanders in the breeze
Until he’s caught up in flight
He is the chameleon
He won’t make a million
He slithers up the tree
To see what he can see
Falling to his knees
In the darkest of night
He wanders in the breeze
Until he’s caught up in flight
He is the chameleon
He won’t make a million
He slithers up the tree
To see what he can see
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