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There you go again
Trying to steal the voice
The whole time crying foul
What is fair?
There you are again
Sitting in your tower
Clinging to your power
Nothing there.
It’s time for some good trouble
It’s time to live the dream
It’s time to show them all
That they have pushed to far
It’s time for some good trouble
Necessary trouble
There you go again
Showing your true color
Even your blue color
Not again
There you go again
Playing your only card
Trying ever so hard
Never win
It’s time for some good trouble
It’s time to live the dream
It’s time to show them all
That they have pushed to far
It’s time for some good trouble
Necessary trouble
You know the only way to win is by pulling the rug from the rest
You know the day will come when your will is put to the test
It’s time for some good trouble
It’s time to live the dream
It’s time to show them all
That they have pushed to far
It’s time for some good trouble
Necessary trouble
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Sundown In Gaza
Sundown on May 12
Ordered shawarma
To break my Ramadan fast
Up in my single room
In Gaza City
I watch the missiles fly past
My friend came over
Stared at the TV
I watch the colors in the sky
Another rocket launch
Another airstrike
I watch the minutes go by
Voices in the street
Whistling and chanting
“God is great, God is great”
I’m on my knees
Praying I’ll see another day
For twenty seven years
We have been lucky
To say our morning prayers
Six younger siblings
Live with my parents
In the apartment downstairs
Now Gazas shaking
I go to join them
To be with them when we die
Assad and Ayman
Maysaa and Ayda
Huddle together and cry
Death is everywhere
Feeding this fury
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Into the night
Into the darkness there go I
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Who do you serve? Who do you serve?
The eagle or the noose, the liar or the truth
So tell me, who do you - serve
The people. The truth, a country to save
Values corrupted, it’s power you crave
Exist in a vacuum, bow to your king
Serving your master, while kissing the ring
Who do you serve? Who do you serve?
The traitor or the goose , the liar or the truth
So tell me, who do you - serve
Despicable lies that are never enough
Blocking, denying, believe all that stuff?
Dumbing it down til you can’t even see
Damage your doing is easy to see
Who do you serve? Who do you serve?
A conman on the run, the barrel or the gun?
Read it on CNN
Who do you…. Serve
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v1:
They don't wanna be like Jesus,
they just wanna be like you
I've been listening to you talk,
I ain't sure that it's all true
Separating fact from fiction,
tell me what's a man like me to do
v2:
I don't care much for your hairdo,
but I kinda like your smile
Hey, boy, is there a forked tongue
behind those pearly whites?
I know I shouldn't ask,
but tell me how you sleep at night
ch:
I can't pretend to know your heart
And sometimes I don't do my part
So I can't judge, but I often start to wonder
What's going on behind those walls
That's an awfully strange altar call
One by one, we all fall, this spell you've got us under
v3:
You don't invite me o'er to your place,
but I seen pictures from the sky
5 cars & a swimming pool,
I wanna make 'em mine
I send you all my dollars,
God pays me back in dimes
v4:
You list 7 steps to living,
but the Bible just has 2
Love God and love your neighbor,
don't that sound a little more true?
Don't do me any favors
I'm just tellin' you what I think I should do
ch:
I can't pretend to know your heart
And sometimes I don't do my part
So I can't judge, but I often start to wonder
What's going on behind those walls
That's an awfully strange altar call
One by one, we all fall, this spell you've got us under
v5:
I probably should fault you
You're just tryin' to make a buck
But all those people down in Houston
just seem like sitting ducks
I won't stoop to vulgar words
so I guess I'm outta luck
v6:
The Son of Man, he walked the earth,
no place to lay his head
In small towns they're all lining up
for a loaf of week-old bread
All this cash you been takin' in?
Try giving it out instead
(It'll feel good)
ch:
I can't pretend to know your heart
And sometimes I don't do my part
So I can't judge, but I often start to wonder
What's going on behind those walls
That's an awfully strange altar call
One by one, we all fall, this spell you've got us under
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I have heard that Jesus cried
If he was here to hear your lies
He'd cry out with a voice as loud as thunder
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Fire in the Sky
Am Em F G F G Am Em
Am Em F G F G Am Em
G Am F B7
Coda Am C G F
There’s a fire in the sky
Baby don’t you cry
There’s a fire in the sky
Baby don’t you cry
(Repeat verse)
You better run and hide
You better stay inside
You better go and find yourself
another life
There’s a fire in the sky
Baby don’t you cry
When the rain falls down it will not bless your face
When the rain falls down it will not bless your face
and the shower of flames
The shower of flames
And the shower of flames
Will never remember your name
There’s a fire in the sky
forget what you hear from the people that run the show
(Repeat Verse)
You know you never know
What your being told
orget what you hear from the people that run the show
There’s a fire in sky
Children playing games playing games
in a broken land
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It’s anyone’s guess
We got used to “yes”
No one could stand in our way
Who could believe
The thieves could be thieved
Heaven could fade to gray
Nobody cried
When the bills would pile high
I still remember those days
couldn’t afford
neither tunes not the chord
sang our own song, anyway
We’ve got every thing that we want
We’re the ghosts that got tired of the haunt
when you see what we lost
Does it justify the cost
Of our daydreams
Green lights say go
No one says no
Thought that’s what dreaming was for
But who wouldn’t choose
The chance you could lose
to walk through an open door?
And we wander the halls
We still walk through the walls
Somebody else cleans the mess
Did we forget
How to settle our bets
when we grew accustomed to “yes”
We’ve got every thing that we want
We’re the ghosts that got tired of the haunt
when you see what we lost
Does it justify the cost
Of our daydreams
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Caren McBride
Was newly wed and excited
As she walked in the DMV
But when she proclaimed
She’d like to change her name
The clerk said, honey, slow down, let's see...
You been wanted in Oklahoma
Since 1993
For failing to return a VHS
It's a Class 3 Felony
Ms. McBride
Was mystified
Her heart jumped into her throat
Could this crime
Explain all the times
Her employment had been revoked?
She said, I gotta get home
It’s time to mosey on
Let’s wrap it up if we can
If you’re tellin' me
I've got a felony
I reckon I’m on the lam
I been wanted in Oklahoma
Since 1993
For failing to return a VHS
It's a Class 3 Felony
She was in hot water
So she got her a lawyer
‘Fore the Cleveland County jail door slammed
Said it’d be real kind
If you could just rewind
This felony for me please ma’am
I been wanted in Oklahoma
Since 1993
For failin' to return a VHS
It's a Class 3 Felony
I been wanted in Oklahoma
Since 1993
I never thought they'd call the law
At the Movie Gallery
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This week’s assignment SHOULD come from Anand, but I jumped the gun and got it from Artie, instead. Sorry, AG - you’re up for next week! Here’s Artie’s assignment:
"Grab a story from a newspaper headline ( national or local ) and use it for song inspiration.. extra points for naming names”
released May 24, 2021
