21st Century World
You ain’t got no inhibitions
You do just what you want to do
Bend the rules and you take positions
There ain’t nobody goin’ to mess around with you
You were built for discovery
Every little thing is all brand new
You want it all and you’re in a hurry
Got places to go and lots of things you need to prove
It’s your world now
You got plenty of time for spinning ‘round
Go ahead turn it all upside down
Cause it’s your world now
Your tanks been filled with optimism
Your head and heart well it ain’t been jaded yet
But you’ll find out if you just keep living
Everything you want just ain’t so easy to get
It’s your world now
You got plenty of time for spinning ‘round
Go ahead turn it all upside down
Cause it’s your world now
Will you find a way to stop the killing
Will you find a cure for the disease
Put an end to the ugliness of war
Create a world where we all can live in peace
Can you make it better, make it better, make us better
On your shoulders there’s the mountain of tomorrow
In the corner there’s a pair of worn out shoes
There’s a book of rules on a shelf that you can borrow
There’s an old man waiting to pass the torch to you
It’s your world now
You got plenty of time for spinning ‘round
Go ahead turn it all upside down
Cause it’s your world now
It Ain't Cool
Politicians serving the wrong masters
Greed is gonna bring capitalism down
Brought to the brink of the ever after
By imposters to the throne who ain’t got no crown
It’s a selfish society
Where the almighty dollar buys the rules
That’s not the way that it was conceived
And it ain’t cool…it just ain’t cool
Too many living in a tent city
They got no job and they got no home
On the other side of town the grass is green and pretty
Drowning in the water of the overflow
It’s a culture built on all about me
Where they just don’t care too much about you
That’s not the way it’s supposed to be
It ain’t cool…it just ain’t cool
It really doesn’t matter how you slice it up
Too many people ain’t got enough
It really doesn’t matter what side you’re on
It’s easy to see so much is going wrong
And it ain’t cool, it ain’t cool, it just ain’t cool
The teachers of our children are all underpaid
The union makes it easy for the bad to stay
Art is disappearing from our education
Creates a dumbed down cultureless generation
The voice of the people shouts in a vacuum
You can hear the echoes of their hollow screams
If you take a good whiff you can smell surrender
In a land that was born of impossible dreams
It’s a strange twist of analysis
A shortsighted view of a blind mans truth
It’s got the bitter taste of a Judas kiss
And it ain’t cool…it just ain’t cool
And it ain’t cool…it ain’t cool…it just ain’t
It really doesn’t matter how you slice it up
Too many people ain’t got enough
It ain;t cool
It really doesn’t matter what side you’re on
It’s easy to see things are going wrong
It ain’t cool…ooh, ooh…it ain’t cool
Charade
It's all fair game
There ain't nothing sacred
You ride the train
Don't wanna miss it at the station
Make every sacrifice
There ain't nothing that's too shameless
Ain’t no cost, what's the price
When everyone goes blameless
That's the sad reality
To the victor goes the spoils
Good and bad as it can be
21st century world
You like the shine
Your Instagram is bringing
Does it turn you blind
To the messages you're sending
Put it all out on display
So desperate for attention
But there's so much you give away
To the glorious deception
That's the sad reality
To the victor goes the spoils
Good and bad as it can be
The 21st century world
The art of manipulation
The silent transformation
The mystery of permanence and change
So many contradictions
Seduce our weaker nature
As we aimlessly go on with the charade ...
The charade...
True Believer
Holy gets up early
He puts on his clothes
All white and pearly
From his head to his toes
And he wears his religion
Like a sign on his back
He's a man on a mission
With a plan of attack
He's a true believer
He's working for his God
And there's never any taxes
In the mercy of the Lord
He's got himself a savior
He's a sinner not a saint
He's prone to bad behavior
With a smile on his face
He'll love you like a brother
Till he thinks you've done him wrong
Then he'll erase you from the picture
With forgiveness you'll be gone
Yeah he's a true believer
With the good book and a gun
And it’s all about his ministry
Let no man be the judge
When push comes to shove
If you don't know how to love
When love's not the easy thing to do
Then there's just not enough Jesus in you
Locked up in a bubble
You see through cloudy eyes
It's not hard to get in trouble
With a small world narrow mind
Life's not at a standstill
And you can't stem the tide
We're spiraling off to somewhere
You can't turn back time
But he's a true believer
In pick and choose your truth
And miss the greater meaning
Of how to act and what you do
When push comes to shove
If you don't know how to love
When love's is the hard thing to do
Then there's just not enough Jesus in you
Common Sense
I’ve been looking around for some common sense
Out the open window and up under the bed
I can’t seem to find it, don’t know where it went
But I’m getting kind of nervous cause there’s not much left
Where’s this gonna lead us, where’s this gonna end
When logic’s lost it’s never good my friend
We need common, common sense
A little common, common sense
Come on people use your heads
We need common, common sense
So many brainwashed to the hard extreme
Don’t give a damn about the in between
Stuck in the corner of their own position
It’s the wrong party and the right religion
Maybe we could all learn something if we kept an open mind
‘Cause nothing gets accomplished when we only demonize
We need common, common sense
A little common, common sense
Come on people use your heads
We need common, common sense
Oh yea, common sense, oh yea, common sense
What’s wrong with a little bit of understanding
Find a way, make a sacrifice
Give a little bit up is all I’m asking
Some compromise, compromise
I’m talking to our leaders and to you and me
We all need to share responsibility
It’s all so fragile there’s a lot at stake
And there’s one last straw to cause it all to break
I’ve been looking around for some common sense
Out the open window and up under the bed
Bat Shit Crazy
She's bites off more then she can chew
She's found the perfect recipe for the blues
She's got a self-destructive streak that just won't quit
Digs a hole so deep she can't climb out of it
She's bat shit crazy
Bat shit crazy
You know the type, she flies at night
Lives her life dancing in the danger zone
She's bat shit crazy
She drinks too much and hardly ever sleeps
She's got a deep dislike for the bourgeois
She likes ‘em young and hung and lets them use her up
She's not afraid of anything except maybe love
She's bat shit crazy
Bat shit crazy
You know the type, she flies at night
Lives her life dancing in the danger zone
She's bat shit crazy
She's got genius in her eyes
She's a bundle of surprise
You wanna love her but she'll only take you down
She's bat shit crazy
When Cinderella Dies
He left her standing on the side of the road
With no destination, no way to go
Can't help but wonder what life did to his soul
Because he's gone, he's gone
He threw their dreams out the window of the car
Like nothing ever happened
Like it wouldn't leave a scar
You know the story, you’ve heard it all before
He's gone, long gone
Now here she is, with all the baggage
Here she is, wondering how to carry on
What do you do when a dream becomes a lie
Who do you become when Cinderella dies
She was a beauty when he picked her up
Drove off together and then fell in love
Promised her forever until he said he had enough
Now he's gone, gone
And here she is, a single mother
Here she is, trying to keep it all together
What do you do when a dream becomes a lie
Who do you become when Cinderella dies
She wonders if she'll ever love again
‘cause every night alone she burns in her bed
And she burns, burns...
What do you do when a dream becomes a lie
Who do you become when Cinderella dies
How do you find a way to go on with your life
Who do you become...who will you become
Talkin' Bout A Revolution
Don't you know
They're talkin' 'bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know
They're talkin' about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion
Don't you know
They're talkin' 'bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take what's theirs
Don't you know
You better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Oh I said you better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
'Cause finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin' bout a revolution
Yes, finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin' bout a revolution, oh no
Talkin' bout a revolution, oh
While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion
Don't you know
They're talkin' 'bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
And finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin' bout a revolution
Yes, finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin' bout a revolution, oh no
Talkin' bout a revolution, oh no
Talkin' bout a revolution, oh no
Analyzing Stars
Got this mind that don't stop thinking
Even whenI I’m sleeping
It's working while I'm dreaming analyzing stars
In rooms vaguely familiar
All the stories I could tell you
The wildest of regalia something that once was
That I wake up and there you are
My reprieve from the twisted aberration
Shake the cobwebs till they're gone
Then I remember that you love me
Maybe I need a gypsy
Maybe I need a shrink
Maybe I don't need anything but you
Is there an angel with a message
To help me understand
To decipher the confusion
To get down to the truth
I feel like I'm always guessing
Is that the way it is for you
Analyzing stars
Shutter flash of memory
A glimpse of futures past ..the future from within me
That oddball way of feeling can linger through the day
Maybe I need hypnosis
Maybe I need a priest
Maybe I need a little more sex at night
Did I OD on culatello
Before I fell asleep
All these fragments of emotion
In the soul that come alive
Encoded little secrets
To the mysteries of life
Analyzing stars
Coney Island Days
Charlie’s got no job anymore
No real life to speak of
He’s living like the good times have past him by
In the shadow of his yesterdays
He walks the beach and wonders
How it is his life turned out this way
And still inside him there’s a boy
There always is a boy, that always is…
These are the Coney Island days
Of passing life away
Time you can’t replace
Coney Island days
He talks a lot about the used to be
And the might have beens
If only things could have worked out differently
Never dreamed that it would come to this
Back when the stars were shinning
Before he wound up stranded and lost at sea
Yet still inside him there’s a dream
There always is a dream, that always is
These are the Coney Island days
Of passing life away
Time you can’t erase
Coney Island days
Childhood scars cut long and deep
It’s hard to break those chains and be free
In the cyclone of a rollercoaster mind
We ride the wave of time and watch it fade
These are the Coney Island Days…