A Horse Named Juan (Album Lyrics)

Capitalism

I see the bad man, his ease is a prop and plan

She’s got a nice tan

He schemes for hours and she takes a lot of showers

They live in towers

 

If you drive down to the city then you’ll see

Slums and concrete devour the people and haunt the trees

Whoever said that those folks down there are free?

Their words are empty

 

You know your lessons, you know we have rich professions

Don’t give concessions

If you steal money and don’t pay for milk and honey

Your bank is funny

You grab the land and till it with dirt cheap hands

You’ve got a name brand

You charge a fee, make sure it overwhelms me

You’re sitting pretty

 

If you take two billion acres by others blood

You will turn it into gold and give back mud

Why do we not have any money to pay the rent?

Can you see where the money went?  (The one percent!)

 

 

Better Behave

Better be good, Jesus gonna get you

 

Took a tall tale and they cut it up

Added a Pro and a blood filled cup

Made up a birth, nativity scene

Was there a town to have a Nazarene?

 

Better behave, Yahweh’s gonna get you,

Almighty’s gonna get you, The Lord is gonna get you, Yahweh’s gonna…

Better behave, Almighty’s gonna get you,

The Lord is gonna get you, some thing will come and get you

 

God led Joseph into Pharaoh’s land

Prophesized and turned the Pharaoh’s hand

People enslaved until the Passover

God wants credit for what we all deserve

 

This book just don’t make no sense

Just poorly written fiction, can’t you count the contradictions?

If God was worried about us ants

He’d just snap his massive fingers, instead of inspiring some madman’s rants

 

Better be good, Yahweh’s gonna get you

Koresh is gonna get you, Manson’s gonna get you

Jones is gonna, Falwell’s gonna get you

Joe Smith is gonna get you, Hubbard’s gonna get you

 

When something’s confused you get nowhere

Interpretations come from anywhere

Take out a verse and make it plain

But when it’s not real it’s just a shame

 

That God ain’t no friend of mine (or the Egyptians!)

A selfish child favoring some, choosing others to overrun

Yet his favorites just toil away

Moses was so dependable, but he and Aaron were expendable

 

Revelations don’t make me afraid

The preachers’ savior brings love/peace, until Armageddon brings myth beasts

And then Jesus will speak God’s words

It’ll kill the wayward; peace has never been so absurd!

 

 

Humpty Dumptelstiltskin

I’m a little noise outside your door

Don’t stop now ‘cuz there is more

You know my name and number too

I have a question to ask of you

 

Off the wall I cracked my head

They circled ‘round hoping that I was dead

Let me in and soon you’ll see

That men on horses are chasing me

 

For a prince let’s cut a deal

For my wishes to make my meal

First you ask to see my yoke

My smile now fades as I feel your choke

 

Fried up right in a pan

Cracked and cooked up is this man

Seasoned with the threads of gold

Twisted up this yarn of old

 

A Horse Named Juan

I met a horse they named Juan

It seems they’ve worked him too long

He didn’t protest or fuss, he didn’t even notice

 

Circling left all day, just trying to find the hay

 

His mane was full of surprise

Ribbons of glitter in ties

Could’ve been blind in both eyes, but I think they’d notice

 

We had such fun we’ll go back

Bring the kids to the track

Wonder if Juan will react, will he even notice

 

 

Strike the Nails

I lay the tracks and strike the nails

Over mountains and through the dales

Days of work are all I see

Each day takes a piece of me

 

I shake the hands and kiss the feet

Of whomever needs to feel complete

I push the things that do not yield

Waste my days out in the field

 

I am the drudge

I’m the one you need around

 

I feed the kids and give them baths

I keep them safe and guide their paths

I scrub the floor and clean the paint

I entertain and field complaints

 

We all must have something to do

I know that, and so do you

I seek to find my perfect niche

A little coin and better pitch

  

   

The Dark Path

Baby I left you, cold

I took a little of what you couldn’t hold

So you wouldn’t forget me, now I’ve been sold

Baby I left you, on the low road

 

There's no good I can remember

 

Darling you hurt me, such pain to reap

Your love is deception your truth cannot weep

You think it’s locked away and put to sleep

But I hold the keys to the secret you can’t keep

 

Lord show me mercy, Lord hear my plight

Father please save me, Mother hold me tight

Sister please help me, Brother join the fight

 

 

Mifookenedertz (Twelve Tone)

As the world turns

You won’t bind me in your dreams

You won’t find me in tea leaves

You are uncertain

(I’m just dying, living, lying, laughing, baffling, crying for your love)

 

As the world yearns

They don’t care much what it means

They won’t peek behind the scenes

You leave unsettled

(I am trying, stumbling, flying, resting, plotting, pining for your love) 

 

It’s like talking to the wall, ‘cuz you must have had it all

You sure as hell didn’t need me

And I couldn’t get the window open enough to throw caution to the wind

 

As the world turns

I strain to hear the softly sounds

I’ll never hear the lovely tune

We could have made together

(I’m just dying, living, lying, laughing, baffling, crying for your love)

 

As the world yearns

I can see that you are mad

And fighting with the world

Soon you’ll be tired and outnumbered

(I am trying, stumbling, flying, resting, plotting, pining for your love) 

 

It’s like talking to the wall, you must have had it all

Because you sure as hell didn’t need me

And I couldn’t get the window open enough to throw caution to the wind

 

Contradictions make me, differ from you

Cannot seem to make sense, of all that is new

 

 

Raithlin Isle

In the Year of Our Lord Seven Hundred Ninety Five

The Gaill set fire to Raithlin Isle

Then they were gone

But not for long

 

Long low ships with patterned sails

Along the shores to ransack and plunder

Jewels and gems from the altars of the abbots

They took our maidens away

 

Both Finn & Dubb have ports here and alliance

We only trust our own

The High King’s called us to the battle

The seeds of war are sewn

 

The swordblades will ring like a war drum

The screams will make you ill

If I fall may the angels, protect you son

If they won’t you better run

 

We gather men and demons by the Black Pool

The fight is from all sides

The king’s been slain, yet victory’s been delivered

Though fortune wills our blood to bind

 

Exact The Truth

Was it a wish you were looking for?

Didn’t have a chance to ask for more

You fell between the cracks, there’s no looking back

 

You need to have what you’re searching for

Can’t but help to settle the score

You fell between the cracks, there’s no turning back

What you’ve faced before is towards the winter’s door

 

Tap the pain if it breeds in you

Raise it up into fields of view

You leapt into the keep, to estimate the deep

 

Withdraw the clues and exact the truth

Arm-twist the old and straight-talk the youth

Come out from the keep, wake your wits from sleep

What you feared before is behind the winter’s door

 

The impossible winner

 

I wouldn’t know how to fly if it wasn’t for you

Once I’m up in the sky don’t tell me what to do

My intentions are cloaked but doesn’t mean they aren’t true

You must know what I mean since your dreams are masked too

 

Is your hunger to much to quell?

Do you stand out from those who’ve fell?

Secrets give you fits, when pried from buried crypts

 

Was it a wish you were looking for?

Didn’t have a chance to ask for more

You fell between the cracks, there’s no looking back

What you’ve faced before is towards the winter’s door

 

 

Melt Myself

Seconds, minutes, hours, days

Weeks, months, years, decades

 

I can’t stand to look at this face in the mirror

Staring back at me

 

Rolling back to zero, go back all the way

Try to visit, another time and another day

Gotta get back, gotta get back all the way

 

Cause I can’t stand to look at this face in the mirror

Staring back at me

I guess I’ll melt myself

 

Bedspins (Hidden Audio Track)

 

Buzzing in my brain, feel insane, feeling’s back again

Get me another beer

Got it in my sights, it’s Friday night, here I come again

I’m gonna shoot the moon

 

Keep your head on a swivel

Don’t know where the next punch is coming from

 

Itching for a fight, hot tonight, no it isn’t right

I‘m punching out your lights

Now I’m outta cash, time to dash, looking for my keys

Slipping behind the wheel

 

Keep your head on a swivel

Don’t know where the next cop is coming from

 

Puke is on the wall, I get the call, tee time is at dawn

I’ll never make it there

I’m all out of sorts, hits the course, I got no remorse

Surprised I made it here

 

It’s time for a bottle

Hair of the dog is what I’m looking for

 

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