I figured out long ago That I know what I know And you can’t change my mind Sometimes I go to extremes To try and say what I mean ‘Cause I know that I’m right I admit I get mad ‘Cause it makes me so sad To see it all going so bad When it doesn’t have to be We could be winnin’ If you’d only listen Listen to me I know I don’t say it best But I have to confess What I feel in my heart And if you lend me your ears We could make it more clear (and) We could make a new start I’m sure you’ve got questions Maybe bad first impressions If I gave you my answers Maybe then you’d agree That we could be winnin’ If you’d only listen Listen to me And you might think I’m crazy And you might even hate me But what if my point of view Could help you to see That we could be winnin’ If you’d only listen Listen to me I need your attention Please, won’t you listen Listen to me

YOU MAY DISAGREE HOW I CROSS THE STREET HOW I PRAY, AND WHO I SCREW AND I CAN SAY THE SAME TO YOU I DON’T WANT ANYTHING FROM OUR GOVERNMENT I’VE GOT EVERYTHING I NEED CAN YOU SAY THE SAME THING TOO? YOU CAN POINT YOUR FINGER, SHAKE YOUR HEAD AND I’LL DO THE SAME TO YOU IT’S OUR CHOICE…WE BOTH BLEED…RED, WHITE AND BLUE YOU CAN STAY AT HOME AND COLLECT YOUR CHECK OR WORK YOUR HANDS DOWN TO THE BONE EITHER WAY…YOU’RE NOT ALONE YOU CAN ROLL YOUR WEED IN HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS OR YOU CAN PUT IT IN THE BANK WE DO, WE CHOOSE, OR WE LOSE

Why is he so different than the rest of us? This little baby Why does Mother still tend to him with love? That little baby He takes a little longer stride Seems a little weak inside We wonder if he will survive the colder weather But still he gets his share Though we haven’t got much to spare She just says, all of us cubs should stick together He talks a little funny, and he howls a little strange He seems scared as a man that writes his politics On the wall with hope for change for when he speaks his voice we all run away and hide we’re just a little scared to see what is on the inside Mama says take good care of him Mama says take good care of him Moma says take good care of him And never let him go

Must be noon Cause I can hear the heretics’ tune They’re singing it from July to June Wears me out I need a sign And I swear Seems like this whole world just don’t care I don’t think we breathe the same air I do my part To hold the line Lost my life in leases Plan to say my pieces Shout it out in all the caps Heard it in the airwaves Won’t go spin in my grave Watching while the world collapsed Looking back Still can’t see just where the train jumped the track Where the forecast went from blue sky to black The devil seeds Start to grow Cover’s blown my commandments still all etched on this stone now I’m standing on this island alone Won’t back down So you know Lost my life in leases Plan to say my pieces Shout it out in all the caps Heard it in the airwaves Won’t go spin in my grave Watching while the world collapsed maybe I’m just out of touch Or maybe this old world’s too much can’t put out this fire Guess I’ve got to walk this wire Lost my life in leases Plan to say my pieces Shout it out in all the caps Heard it in the airwaves Won’t go spin in my grave Watching while the world collapsed

I used to have the hardest time making sense of big things I thought it was only for the prophets and the kings Big words on buildings to see It took me a little while but I've come to believe It's not what we write on the walls Instead it is big made small I used to think that God was just a God up in the clouds Out of touch with what is happening in the here and now But now I can pick him up and hold him close to me Laugh and talk nonsense to this tiny thing It's a baby after all Share my life with big made small Funny how even now this smallness seems to be Bigger than it's ever been at any point for me So I’ll keep holding you in my arms and know That you are still holding me in yours And once and for all What we made big, you made small

v1: December 1995 I got a song full of questions humming in my mind It's pretty late, but I feel alive At the start of the trail I've been trying to find ----- I was trying to find a life that rhymed v2: In my childhood room, staring at the walls Christmas Eve, as I recall My old twin bed made me feel so small I almost gave up, just another close call ----- A song can be more than a song ch: So I'm starting to think that maybe you know me 'cause I've pulled down my walls brick by brick If there's one thing that this life has shown me We'd better forgive pretty quick So I'm telling you, friends Today might be all we get v3: I was talking to me, saying, "open up" Tried to take my advice, but not too much I kept pushing back, kept getting stuck But I came around, with a little luck ----- Now I don't mean to interrupt ch: But I'm starting to think that maybe you know me 'cause I've pulled down my walls brick by brick If there's one thing that this life has shown me We'd better forgive pretty quick So I'm telling you, friends Today might be all we get br: I'm not sure I care, but could you love me now? Can you hear my voice? Tell me about the sound We can scream that it's not fair We can go 'round & 'round We don't have a choice What's in our heart, that's what counts v4: Late December '21 Still finding my way, just like everyone ch: So I'm starting to think that maybe you know me 'cause I've pulled down my walls brick by brick If there's one thing that life has shown me We'd better forgive pretty quick ch: I'm starting to think that maybe you know me 'cause I've torn down my walls brick by brick If there's one thing that life has shown me We should all show some love pretty quick So I'm telling you, friends Today might be all we get

Shows Sometimes It's been a battle all my life Set in stone, and brick, and mortar Set off balance half my life Can't lean no more, I'm tipping over But we all couldn't grow up with a cool older cousin, and it shows sometimes Mama never questioned sins of a Father, couldn't raise a man, and it shows sometimes Sometimes the writing's on the wall But they just won't listen at all But we all couldn't grow up with a cool older cousin, and it shows sometimes Mama never questioned sins of a Father, couldn't raise a man We all couldn't grow up with a Mama that would save us, and it shows sometimes It shows sometimes

Walking with my savior In the Walmart parking lot Man, I wish he’d carry me Like that poem in the frame I got From the secondhand store on Peter’s Creek Right by the old Kmart the one close to the ABC liquor store [IT’S ACROSS FROM THE COOKOUT, YOU KNOW THE ONE] It’s Christmas Eve at U-Thrift And I’m rollin deep today Got two forties and a crack rock Ain’t nothing push me away ‘Cept that policeman with diabetes Them beady eyes they lookin’ at me But I’m invisible with these brand new fakeass yeezy’s My Lord he done blessed me Got me an auto doctor store We do a little body work, hit the still between our chores We some mean free thinking, liberated, loud QAnon believers We don’t mask up, we arm up, and we’re chronic underachievers We ain’t no soyboy libtards, we like methamphetamine and reefer This is about personal choice, son, supply side American Jesus I ain’t read them 12 copies of Atlas Shrugged I bought Ain’t ever been much for readin’, but it sounded smart I thought To set ‘em on the shelf and pretend I understand the nuances of economics Have you met my sister-wife Janice? She’s a goddamn freakaholic Specially if you got a sixteenth and twenty dollars [LETS GO BRANDON!] Pass me a can of spray paint, I’d like to huff me one or four Used to do airbrush propellant But the Dixie Classic ain’t no more Cause the Dems come along and screwed that up Lemme get a Natty Light in this solo cup Them social justice warriors destroying red blooded American values Them liberal elites been trafficking our kids I heard Hillary brings ‘em in on pallet wrapped skids Screamin’ for their mama’s and Rothschild lollapaleezes Don’t know what that actually means but between these Covid 19 wheezes Imma tell you why that concert is a celebration of Satan Y’all might think this is satire, but I’m serious as Hell Tom Hanks and Lady Gaga got some kids in a dark and dingy cell ‘neath a pizza joint in DC that ain’t got no basement and if you disagree you’re a gosh darn commie socialist My Lord he done blessed me Got me an auto doctor store We do a little body work, hit the still between our chores We some mean free thinking, liberated, loud QAnon believers We don’t mask up, we arm up, and we’re chronic underachievers We ain’t no soyboy libtards, but we like methamphetamine and reefer This is about personal choice, son, supply side American Jesus [TAXATION IS THEFT BECAUSE I DON’T LIKE ROADS, HEALTHCARE, EDUCATION, OR SOCIAL SECURITY YOU DADGUM COMMUNIST]

A paint a picture of you brush never seemed to do about the time the moon is full I break out something new —- B for all to see no dichotomy just another point of view a tooth for a tooth C Drug in dented and bruised sides are coming unglued Hammers are important tools Grease and fumes

I one time had a toothache It went straight to my brain Now I'm full of good ideas But folks think I'm insane If Q has not enlightened you Perhaps today’s the day The shaman with the horns told me He won't lead us astray I told these blood sucking lizards Who run the government I will not wear a mask I will not give them one red cent I ran out of paper So I passionately scrawl The gospel in my head Across the walls of my garage I one time had a toothache It went straight to my brain Now I'm full of good ideas But folks think I'm insane If Q has not enlightened you Perhaps today’s the day Just as Jesus rose, So will the son of JFK I told these skin-wearing robots Who run the government Pizzagate is evil; To vaccines I won't consent I ran out of paper So I passionately scrawl The gospel in my head Across the walls of my garage I one time had a toothache It went straight to my brain Now I'm full of good ideas But folks think I'm insane If Q has not enlightened you Perhaps today's the day I've got some things to tell you While I fix your Chevrolet If Q has not enlightened you Perhaps today’s the day The shaman with the horns told me He won't lead us astray