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Sing it long and hard.
Sing it loud.
Sing as if someone were really listening.
Sing as if your life depended on it.
With heart and soul.
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Tell You What I See, She Said
(The Oracle)
Look high
Look low
For the Oracle
She spoke to me
“Lift the veil
Face all of your fears and fail
Surely you’ll see
You do what you do”
The death, the life
Railways into light
And what lies beyond, she knows
“You will look through the window
And tell me what you see
Then i will say
You’re no longer in the fray.”
“You won’t survive.
Put on your wings.
You’re going to fly away.
You will become what you become.
You’d better seize the day.”
“You will look through the window
And tell me what you see”, she said.
“Tell me what you see”, she said.
“Look through the window and tell me what you’ve done.
I will look through the window and tell you what i see.
I’ll tell you what i see”, she said.
“You won’t survive.
Look at yourself.
Baby, what you become, you become.”
“You will become what you become.”
And then she looked away.
“I’ll tell you what”, she said, “Seize the day.”
I awoke this morning, in the usual way
with my loved ones near me on a brand new day.
Will i see another? Well, it’s hard to say.
Feel this morning light, everthing will be alright.
I can see you’re runnin’, yes i’m runnin’ too.
And i’m sure you’re learning what you have to do
just to keep on runnin’ ’til the runnin’s through.
Make it through your day, everything will be ok.
Some would say we’re ‘living’, some would say that’s true.
I’d say hallelujah but we’re dying too.
If you find your spirit in an unknown key, take a look around, listen for that hopeful sound, all resolve.
Take a look around. Listen for that hopeful sound. It’s all resolve.
All resolve, it is all resolve, it’ll all resolve.
Feel this morning light, everything will be alright.
Just be strong and true, you and you, by two, by two, all resolve.
Take a look around. Listen for that hopeful sound. It’ll all resolve.
It is all resolve.
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On The New Age of Humans (Dreams Are Free)
Try looking on the bright side
Everything must go
Yeah, well you made a few changes
How were you to know?
Try looking on the bright side
Sure you were warned
Choices may have grave consequences
But try looking on the bright side
Dreams are free
Wait and see
Try looking on the bright side
All you loved is gone
I wouldn’t worry about it
We’ve been here awhile
Let the new day dawn
Arrogant fools
Stumbling along
Leading the way
What could go wrong?
Once, brave and bold
We crawled out from the sea
Lights of heaven around us
Then we were blind
Suddenly we’ll see things much better
So try looking on the bright side
You were pretty rough
I hear you’re looking for new worlds
Wasn’t this enough?
Maybe not so much
I’m looking on the bright side
Yeah, dreams are free
There was hope in the promise of our coming
There is hope in the knowledge that we’re going
Try looking on the bright side
You have lost your minds
Such an exciting beginning
It’ll be just fine
Let the thing unwind
Say what you will
Do what you must
Spirited clay
Crumbling to dust
Once, brave and bold
You crawled out from the sea
Lights of heaven about you
Then you were blind
But suddenly you’ll see
The world’s much better without you
Try looking on the bright side
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No chaser, no fight.
No love in it, you’re ready for the bite.
No reason, no right.
Put a little blood in it, you’re the taster’s choice tonight.
You’re the angel going down.
You’re the cover of a magazine.
Beautiful, beautiful. You will make a kill with this.
Spit me out, spit me out – poison!
There’s the dead one crying out.
There’s the killer made into a star.
Burnin’ up, turnin’ on. We will get a thrill with this poison.
Suck me in, spit me out…
No chaser, no fight.
No love in it, you’re ready for the bite.
No reason, no right.
Put a little blood in it, you’re the taster’s choice tonight.
We’re the billions making waves…
We’re the blood stains on your bottom line…
Pull me in, turn me on. Is there any truth in this?
Burn me up, turn me on…
Spit me out, spit me out…
We will get a thrill from this poison. Poison!
No chaser, no fight.
No love in it, you’re ready for the bite.
No reason, no right.
Put a little blood in it, you’re the taster’s choice tonight.
You’re the taster’s choice tonight.
You’re the taster’s choice, yeah!
You know the message but you can’t complain
Your heart was open when he made his claim
You can be mad now
You know you hate him but you’ll change your mind
These habits are hard to break
Now you rise up, now you go down on your knees
Ah, but you can be mad now.
Yeah, well you can be mad now.
There’s something oozing from the TV set
You can be mad now
It may be over but it ain’t done yet
You can be mad now
He’s gonna teach us how to be good pets
He so loves his animals locked in a cage chained to a trough all day
Be mad, be mad, be mad, be mad, be mad now!
I can, i can, i can, i can be mad now!
He knows we’ll listen ’cause we’ve heard too much
He knows we’ll fuck it ’cause it smells like love
You say you like the way he fills you up
But you know he’s a jealous god
Now you rise up, now you go down on your knees
Yeah, well you can be mad now.
Uh huh, when he knocks me down
I like to watch it ’cause i have no pride
I learn my lesson but i soon forget
I open up and let him deep inside
I really love it when he whips my flesh
These habits are hard to break
Now I rise up, now I go down on my knees
Be mad, be mad, be mad, be mad, be mad now!
I can, i can, i can, i can be mad now!
Can be mad
Can be mad
Can be mad
Candy man
Can be mad
Can be mad
Candy man
Candy man
Candy man
Candy man
Can be mad
Candy man
