With the devil at the crossroads,    
it was time to ring Aunt Bess   
I said, ‘wasn't that fast’
for she was gone in under a sec    
Her Mojo brand was leaking at last    
from it's vintage and rare, hot powder box    
The judge, once declared, after viewing the downloads    
that the devil was innocent, from the lower dock    
All black power got its roots, down in good old Delaware    
starting with Bobby Johnson's, rhythm n blues bootleg selection  
While a crooked cross hung out and about Times Square    
at the corner of Hazelhurst and Hoover’s T- Intersection    
Hoodoo Gurus, sitting upon an unmarked gravestone    
in the eerie dark, around about midnight    
Mumbling, they once could move one's hipbone    
Kings of the world, almost at their height    
   
I haven't played in a minute, 'cause of men in black suits    
so you'll have to wait a while, for me to chill    
We should all support local grassroots,    
‘cause one day, they might actually decide to ****    
They were the good old days, without any crime    
that's when New York came out to play    
If she could only turn back time    
and just keep going on, her very merry way    
This misguided world would still feel alive    
It would be such a hell of a better place    
by teaching us how to actually friggin’ survive    
in today's chaotic, fast paced, rambunctious, rat race    
Falling in love and falling out    
Freedom will continue!    
Of that, I have no doubt    
Freedom will continue!    
Of that, I have no doubt.

Forever young, never to old, that’s what’s being sung
Live your life, hear, breathe, smell, touch, all inhale the air
Stories told, Chinese whispers spread, some are so far flung
Your born to live, then learn some more and know how to give
It’s a new born, now your turn, to teach the one you now bare
Stay close between, the young and old, enjoy who you’re with
Look back at a time, when you were so young, a curious mind
Look ahead of time, you’ll miss your life, there’s no rewind

Come and hop aboard my lifelong childhood cause  
Before the swirl in the ocean, makes it come to a pause  
It’s not at all, what it seems  
I’m Just trying to fulfil my childhood dreams  
Paddling up stream, to reach a sandy shore  
Seeing distant island mirages, with no actual solid ocean floor  
Time to get me off this windy sail, before its put up on eBay for sale  
I’ll instead join a holy cause, that one day, might just find the holy grail.

Painting lies on the doorstep of the countries elite
Old men hiding, while the hood destroy for fascist belief
Draw a thin blue line along the precincts orderly beat
Our enemy become enraged, then suburbia can’t sleep
Mention of war, makes Colonel Sanders feel so good, right!
It helps the makers of guns, especially all the men that knelt
Once the losers hand back their bibles, tools and money belt
We will become the same as the southern island overnight

Who are you going to vote for
It don’t really matter no more
The new world order will figure it out
And program the machine to adjust the count
Then one world government of socialist, no doubt
Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount

So be very careful what you think you are truly wishing for
Once you enter, there’s no way out, it’s a one way door
Not long after, you’ll see it’s not at all, our promised freedom
All the grasslands and concrete jungles, renamed Yankeedom
Line up for food, water, healthcare, is this US or far left China
Now we’re not allowed to pray at night, come back Messiah

Who are you going to vote for
It don’t really matter no more
The new world order will figure it out
And program the machine to adjust the count
Then one world government of socialist, no doubt
Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount

Be wise who you vote for and watch for the dead they count
If the system is rigged, the powers will have a case to mount
Bring back the old way days, one on one honest debates
Stop the press or there will be another war between the states
Black, white, yellow or brown, we all live in this freedom town
Don’t let the thugs, loonies, murderers or media, get us down
We are a Democratic nation, with freedom of choice
So take off your mask, stay in line and show your real voice

Who are you going to vote for
It don’t really matter no more
The new world order will figure it out
And program the machine to adjust the count
Then one world government of socialist, no doubt
Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount

Divine Intervention:

Sometimes things just suddenly appear
Sometimes they’re ever so clear
My dreams awake, before I can touch
And thoughts rush into, my curious mind

Sometimes things just suddenly appear
It’s as though waking, will make it so clear
If it’s divine intervention, I may believe
Might even start kneeling
Such curiosity for my mind

It’s never just out of reach
It’s always just so close
I feel just a gentle breeze
Then suddenly, I shake all about, upon waking

So, we’ll pretend we can almost touch
We'll see it just as we like
Hopefully it’ll be just like before
And better still, I’ll still have my mind

But, I know what I just saw, wow
I’m suddenly a believer, in someone above
How sweet (I know how sweet) just pretend, don’t tell
I’ll see just as before
Suddenly I’ll know
And never again, I’ll just trust my mind

Then,
No more appearances
So long divine interventions
Bye bye mind...

I don’t know why, just like before
I don’t understand how she cut me off
I’d found a diamond in the rough
Just kept given my heart n soul and stuff
We both reached for our seatbelt and we both buckled up
We were roller coasting, with small hiccups and a bit of muck

This wasn’t an act from a performing monkey
Just thought wow and thanked god, I’m so lucky
This was performed by a guy who had a crush
Didn’t think about a wedding day, there was no rush
Just so happy and thrilled, for whom I had met
The way we looked at each other, you’d never guess

But suddenly, she told me, she ain’t into me no more
She wanted it to be like before, but got the itch to explore
So she’s out there somewhere, free roaming about
While I’ve decided to stay in my bedroom, just moping about
Next time I’ll keep that in mind, when dating a girl
Still be myself, but don’t get into her so deep, not like before.

Mum says on the count of three
Don't be scared, ok, now we'll try it again on five
Go ahead and take your first dive
Then you will know you are truly alive
Take it slowly and learn to jive
Go hopping from tree to tree
Walk the power and clothes line, you'll be fine
You don't even have to pay for electricity, it's free
Drop down to the grassy knoll, if you need to dine
I hear the wiggly worms are great, this time of year
You'll be alright my smooth gliding young dear
Opps! Sorry son, I forgot to tell ya 'bout the neighbourhood cat
****, RIP my last son, I always forget to mention that
That's the last baby birdy for me, I'm all done.

Come and hop aboard my lifelong childhood cause
Before the swirl in the ocean makes it come to a pause
It’s not at all what it seems
Just trying to fulfil my dreams
Paddling up stream, to reach a sandy shore
Seeing distant island mirages, with no solid ocean floor
Time to get me off this sail, before its put up for sale
I’ll instead join a holy cause, that one day, will find the holy grail.

Some say we are created from the big boss in heaven

Others say we just exploded from one big piece of rock

Did it only take him one day or nearly seven

Maybe it took monkeys first to open the human lock

Whatever happened, we all have to survive in this harsh place


Mankind will pray and animals **** prey

Animals can be cute and mankind can't refute

Holy men can preach and scientist can teach

Scientist want real proof and holy men, kneel under one roof

Whatever happens, we all have to respect this harsh place


Young kids are bopping, with no respect for others

Others are always mopping, cleaning up for the young

Society is lost in space, while men in black infiltrate

Black men are being gunned down, as Ferguson starts to gain pace

***** still happening, do we have to die on this harsh place?


We either yearn for a faraway place of paradise with our God

Or we just dissolve in dirt because we didn't earn his nod

Is this the paradise we should all be waiting for and so much more?


Some believe in reincarnation, coming back to this harsh nation

So many times, before they find Nirvana and are released from karma

Is this the paradise we should all be waiting for and so much more?


Others think they will have 72 new girlfriends waiting to see them

Does that mean there wives will also have 72 new gentlemen to please?

Is this the paradise we should all be waiting for and so much more?


No! Just live this life, right here, right now, on this harsh place I call paradise.

As we shout and dance about life’s mysterious game
So greedy we all are for riches and our fifteen minutes of fame
You won’t have an ounce, once you are buried and gone
But for me sharing and caring is plenty enough in this life

Maybe a bit at a time like around half of what we got
Would be ample for someone without having the lot
Then you’d realise this life is not all that it’s cracked up to be
It might take a lifetime but hopefully you would someday see
So for me sharing and caring is the real stuff of life

When you are long and gone beneath this soil we call earth
Society should admire you and pray for their own spiritual rebirth
Imagine a world full of people being able to have a second chance
I’d think we’d rid the world of war, so go on make a stance
Hopefully you appreciate what you have in this your daily life.

In a moment of life, sweat running down my face
Bad case of shyness, silencing ones tongue from race
No sleep at nighttime, just seeing the sun rise
My senses all failing and my mind freezing over
A look in the mirror I didn’t recognise
Then it appeared as an hallucination
I heard her call for me
I had to slap myself over and over
This could just be a dream or this might just be heaven
Then it occurred to me, that I was on strong medication
The images and voices I heard that day
Were just from my imagination

Understand the Black Dog Illness
Not our choice (Not our choice)
Not our choice
Heaps of people with the Black Dog Illness
It doesn’t discriminate (It doesn’t discriminate)
It might just be lying in wait

Your mind is racing quickly, then goes into a frozen zone
You’ll have struggles daily, yearly, maybe to your gravestone
How you control yourself in the moment of the bark
Some handle it well, some can’t handle it at all

So phone a friend if needed
Say hello, was the answer what you’d expect?
They said, “How are you coping and sorry I left you, I shouldn’t disconnect?
And still those friends don’t call me, any day of the week
Sit by the phone, morning, afternoon and at night
Just to hear them speak

Understand the Black Dog Illness
Not our choice (Not our choice)
Not our choice
Society needs to talk to about the Black Dog Illness
So no one’s alone (So no one’s alone)
It might be you one day, ok

Moments of frustration
Retirement not an option
Some say, "You aren’t really sick, just your minds full of toxin”
And in the family circle
They gathered for an intervention
Some still don’t get what it controls
And they think it’s my own invention

Last thing I want to address
Is the way family and friends that you adore
Just think it’s easy going back to the way I was before
"Time will heal," said the bible man
"We are promised our own path
You can work it out, in your own time
But you have to believe!"

Dream-on Dreaming a Dreamers Dream already Dreamt by you the Dreamer.

Been trackin' my journey, along The Mississippi Delta line
*****, drugs or just bad luck, has put my life into decline
Broken family, abusive mother, stepfather would only groan
When bashed for not eatin' my mash, ran into the unknown
Hitched my thumb out, on the famous route 66 to LA
Cruisin' with girls, in a pickup, hair all messed up, in a Chevrolet

A door just shut in my mind, with a bang
California sounds, like a good place to hang
The sunshine means you can go surfin' all year long
Locals told me, it's where they felt it was the place to belong
Handsome dude, gob smackin' tanned Californian gal
Fitness freak *****, boulevard busker high on morale

Never stay about for a brutal end to the day
Make the ones hurtin' you, instead of nurturing, pay
Wave the *******, as you slam the door shut
In a life on your own, like an island,not in a rut
Be the one, seeking the sun, your life definitely more rotund
In the end, remember, life is a ticket without a refund.

When thinking of thoughts
We think we already thought

Out loud, we might say
The other night on replay

When we say it today
Maybe said, the other day

Now, but not before
Before, but not now

Forever, I will now know
For now, I will never know

My thoughts, I think
I'm thinking, I thought

I think, I thought
My thought, I think

Don't think of thoughts
You think, I thought

When thinking about, thoughts before
I thought we should, just think right now

I sort of think.
I sort of thought.

When are they gonna break away
Or when are they going to die
Did I miss what society had to say
Should I have just turned the same way

We all think we can beat the odds
Some hadn’t even placed a single bet
Am I the only one, that listened to me and not them
This life’s too simple, to be ruined by an honest mistake

So wake up children who choose white laced candy
When their night’s start, just as the sun begins to wake
You can't even chat, face to face, that’s not very dandy
Just admit, you have a problem, it’s with your addiction

Find the sun as it rises to bake
Burning ever so slightly, enough to open your eyes
Then, just take a **** good hard look at yourself
Beyond that pale face and those awful lies

Who’s face do you look at in the mirror
Can you see the real you, hidden amongst the cracks
It could take you a lifetime to show your true self
Getting back on track, hopefully then, you’ll reappear

Maybe you'll come back down to earth
There's still plenty of hope and dreams to fulfil
Demons deep inside, know they can’t live in this paradise
In the end, it’s up to you, don’t let this be your very last meal

So wake up children, who choose white laced candy
When their night’s start, just as the sun begins to wake
You even fear chat, face to face, that’s not very dandy
Just admit, you have a problem, it’s with your addiction

Find the sun as it rises to bake
Burning ever so slightly, enough to open your eyes
Oh, just take a good hard honest look at yourself
Beyond your pale face and all of your lies.

I assed da question, where ya bounce?
Mama waz layz peepin da new big tymer, cruizin' thru town
She said, he waz crunk, like outta dis world
They were just poppin' da trunk and keepin’ it real
Da boys were sketchin' and should've just chopped it up
My favourite souljas, now goin' 2 Angola 4 A-187 on da Dirtee Sth 3RD Coast

Yo think she's all dat
But ya girlfriends so stupid
Da 1st time she used a *******
She cracked her 2 front teeth

The 3rd Coast is where da peepole get crunked up, be grilled out and ride on slabs
Down in Texas where they wear, those big belt buckles and jam to da *****
Those cowboys just pop n splash everywhere, all over da hood
That's what ya don't know, 'Bout da Dirtee Sth 3RD Coast

They have sum crazy RRRS partays
Drive sum fine RRRS ******* and cars wid gold grillz
As well as sporting huge silly fat RRRS rims
Backwash swamps and even sum back alley gators

I get my corner boys to sell, all da homie made ice cream
I'll make sure they don't *** anywhere near ya cut
I sell on eBay, a little 1 kilo of hi flyin' kite
Also tried 2 sell da sweets on da corners of mistreets
But da boys try da **** ****, before they sell and get so really cromp
I can't have em leanin', ya all no what I be meanin'

Yo think she's all dat
But ya girlfriends so stupid
Da 1st time she used a *******
She cracked her 2 front teeth

After da show we caught da dude that slapped misista and made her face hot
But before we wrecked him, we visited da famous ‘White Castle’ burger spot
Where we ate those famous, but small burgers dat only cost 35c, cheaper than ***
The popo said, ‘Is you trazy’, we just smiled and kept on eatin' da lot
The cops tried 2 grab us, but they didn't have nathan on us. What ya got?

They have sum crazy RRRS partays
Drive sum fine RRRS ******* and cars wid gold grillz
As well as sporting huge silly fat RRRS rims
Backwash swamps and even sum back alley gators

Ya gotta love Southern hospitality
Depending on where ya go in da Sth
It could be a, ‘Hi, let me *** dat 4 ya, midear’
2, ‘If ya don't stop staring @ me, I'm gonna shoot ya in da face’
So I know the ledge and have got da xtra edge
Over all da udder big tymers, down in da Dirtee Sth 3RD Coast

Now there’s a sandbox in the house, as though lying on the beach.
Boys, I just had a thought, maybe if we just listen and not at all teach.
Now a teepee etched on the mind, from within my psychedelic den,
by reliving ones childhood, it might make us wise men, again.
Piano tuning, garnished with sea salt, sinking even deeper,
down with non-believers, rejected by the crazy gatekeeper.
Add a pinch of snorting pepper, minds are suddenly lighter, than dark.
While sitting on the same pile of sand, as a pack of squatting dogs bark,
yelping pups protesting in Downtown Main Street.
Upon hearing some musical witchcraft, with a constant zombie beat,
Demonstrating ‘bout a propaganda communist war.
While rushin’ to eat a smorgasbord full of paranoia, that’s for sure.
A preacher man telling us all, god just jumped off, with a man on the moon.
Meanwhile, climbing four walls of my bedroom, can’t find a way out, anytime soon,
as a voice in my head, is telling me, “To be even more bizarre”.
For too many lonely years in bed, I finally woke up, by plucking at my guitar,
then back upon the stage, in beautiful California, the greatest surfing town.
Still getting nasty flashbacks though, oh how LA can weigh you down.

Things were always so rosy
We could both be left alone
Until she started to get a little nosy
I had to be free and allowed to roam
We would be as one when we got cosy
But when I told her, she looked as stiff as a gnome

There is no pain in death
Just some pain while dying
I hope my papa wasn't lying
When I gasp my last breathe

Go ahead, come, blow my mind
Make my face glow, please be kind
She was so ******* forgiving
At least she was, in the beginning
I thought she was just drunk and dumb
Until she started to explore real red ***

There is no pain in death
Just some pain while dying
I hope my papa wasn't lying
When I gasp my last breathe

She searched the web for weird and magical potions
Even started brewing her own home made lotions
When asking her about her secretive creations
She would make a loud and noisy commotion
I feel like a deadman walking, just waiting for that extra dose
Just wanted to feel at home, instead my end feels so close

There is no pain in death
Just some pain while dying
I hope my papa wasn't lying
When I gasp my last breathe.

A guitarist from Alabama, kept on giving, even whilst laying in the hot sun    
Although he was taught the ropes, by the original Robbie Johnson    
The young teenager named Lockwood, from Turkey Scratch    
Was a maestro studio muso, but couldn’t lite a dry match    
He never made the pop charts with the record paying folks    
But a legend in the music scene, recording with other blokes    
Still, some people like me, would chuck a silver nickel in a jukebox, for a wopp    
In the beginning, most bands were sleepin’ on the rope.

How do I have the bliss like before?
Do we really actually have a choice?
Can you at least answer my voice?
I just want the chance to reopen my door
So that I alone, with only myself to blame
Can at least change the way I live and play
With a choice that's free, like it was before the birth of me.

I hope you remember that it wasn't me that ate that fruit
I'm not the one to blame, it was snake that started this game
When the door was slammed closed, we were all suddenly transformed
We didn't even have a say.
Heaven only knows how good it used to feel
Living a life with no jealously, no greed and without wearing clothes
Not like the vision we now see in this world, in your face and on the TV

But if you were so really kind
You would give me a break and restore mankind
Your concept could work, hand in hand
We would all try harder to stay in your game
Humans would make a statement, while the past is being restored
Come put my mind back, to the year 1964
Because I will for sure, open the right door.

Oh Mary, Mary, quite demanding
How does ya man stay put?
With blue pills, and dollar bills
Pity, those pretty ******, helping his cardiac output

You’ve got something about Mary, in ya hair
Where? Oh, there!
Oh well, I really don’t care
It’s not the only thing, I like to bare
Look up to the ceiling, if ya dare
If ya mother ever saw, it’ll be your worst nightmare
Good comes with the bad, life sometimes, just ain’t fair
Thank God, it’s only hair gel, try looking outside the square

Oh Mary, Mary, quite demanding
How does ya man stay put?
With blue pills, and dollar bills
Pity, those pretty ******, helping his cardiac output

Mary had a scary *****
Its hair was, fully overgrown
And every where that Mary came
The **** was sure well known
She happened to give it, a shave one day
That went against the grain
It made the clients drool, then play
To see her **** hairless, once again

Oh Mary, Mary, quite demanding
How does ya man stay put?
With blue pills, and dollar bills
Pity, those pretty ******, helping his cardiac output.

She lie  
She get by  
He’s a guy  
He’s so sly  
She got no father  
Just a fake stepfather
He got a family  
All in jail, actually  
They are meant for each other  
They’re expecting, so she’ll soon be a mother  
Their others a girl, now she’ll have a brother  
They don’t own a house, they’d rather squatter  
Thrown out again, forever living in squalor  
Not a dollar for food, now she’s a robber  
She’ll be living with in-laws soon, wearing a collar  
So yes, the little girl and me the brother  
We once called her, our dearly beloved mother.

If true, if true, then prove it to me  
Tell me, when did your life have any meaning?
In the mind, in the mind  
Where everyone’s dreams are so kind  
But in the end it won’t have the same meaning for all  
      
If true, if true, can you show me real proof  
I'm conveying to all what I envisage each night  
In the mind, in the mind  
Where everyone’s dreams are so kind  
But in the end it won’t have the same meaning for all  
       
If true, if true, then prove it to me  
Tell me, when did your life have any meaning?
In the mind, in the mind  
Where everyone’s dreams are so kind  
But in the end it won’t have the same meaning for all  
       
My journey was essential, for it to end at an actual destination  
I’ve learnt a little, lost more than I got  
My heart was strong when needed most  
And my good name enshrined for eternity, I hope  
       
If true, if true, then prove it to me  
Tell me, when did your life have any meaning?
In the mind, in the mind  
Where everyone’s dreams are so kind  
But in the end it won’t have the same meaning for all.

I found my life partner
I felt everything one desires
Then today, that’s all about to change

Friends could’ve warned me, what I didn’t fully recognise
Even the entire world, saw past her disguise

Think I’m about to die
She just took off with my former ex
Hello! She’s bi
Happy with either ***

I should’ve felt the vibes
Kinda never saw past the disguise

I found my life partner
I felt everything one desires
They started calling her a freak
I’m not wanting to torture or torment her, like a martyr

My mama said
If it’s true love
No one can deny that
It’s all about love
But if you’ve never worn that other hat
How would you feel, if you fell for a gal with a tie
You wouldn't want to destroy love
"No one deserves that"

Should’ve warned me
But I didn’t hear it, so I let it be
Also it felt right about how I imagined it
And I cared for her, every bit
Anyhow, everyone deserves a second chance
Who hasn’t taken a second glance?

I found my life partner
I felt everything one desires
They started calling her a freak
I’m not wanting to torture or torment her, like a martyr

If I’d found out earlier, would I ditch her instead?
Would I ditch her instead?
If they told me what they knew would it **** the love in bed?
Shouldn’t hidden knowledge be only used for good
Shush, Shush, enough said...

Walking a fine tightrope amongst this life
Looking down, closing my eyes, now I’m in strife
Bobbing up and down, from the crest of a wave
Now crashing onto the shore, it’s time to be brave
I awake, with sun in my eyes and in a dreamy daze
Is this heaven? Is that God I can see thru the haze?

Open your eyes, more often than not
Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot
There’s to many things to do and see
Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me
You have a choice in this, your only known life
Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright

How are you feeling now son, the man in white asks
I thought you’d never make it, thought your time had passed
I’m so sorry. I should’ve believed in you years ago
That’s ok, I’m just glad we met now, whilst your low
Thank you father, your presence has put me at ease
That’s fine, but I’m not your father, just call me doctor, please

Open your eyes, more often than not
Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot
There’s to many things to do and see
Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me
You have a choice in this, your only known life
Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright

So I haven’t arrived in the kingdom of heaven
Thank god and Amen
Not yet, go home, rest and take the red or blue pills, again
Now living my life, never looking down, that’s my new trend
Hopefully when I’m finally laid to rest
Life’s mystery will end

Open your eyes, more often than not
Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot
There’s to many things to do and see
Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me
You have a choice in this, your only known life
Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright

I found my life partner  
Beautiful, smart
Witty and flirty
**** so loving

Everything one desires

She just took off
With my former ex  
Happy with either ***
She’s bi  
I’m ‘bout to die

I should’ve felt vibes  
Never saw past the disguise  
Friends could’ve warned me
What I couldn’t recognize  
  
I found my life partner  
Beautiful, smart
Witty and flirty
**** so loving  
  
I don’t want to torture
Or torment her
Like a martyr  
  
Mama said,  
“It’s all about love”  
But if you’ve never worn,
that other hat,  
How would you feel?
  
It felt right
How I imagined it  
I cared for her, every bit  
Everyone deserves a second chance  
Who hasn’t taken a second glance?  
  
If I’d found out earlier,
would I ditch her instead?  
If they told me what they knew
would it **** the love in bed?  
Shouldn’t hidden knowledge be only used for good?  
Shush, Shush, enough said...

Life's game wasn't meant to be easy
I know the plan was not to be ******
But just being out there, you automatically have a name
Even though you aren't to blame
You will blink an eye, when you don't even try

I will share with you my plans and rough draft
It was a chaotic city where trouble began to unfold
In that garden scene when tongues should not have told
Now I'm talking to you, so sit down beside
You must listen and learn from deep down inside

Place yourself in my holy shoes, the original pair that have helped you walk
And invented the term, "Talks the Talk and Walks the Walk"
Where smiles came easy and the girls would just talk
But I don't expect you to follow my path
You know exactly what you are capable of
Truth

Look around
This isn't the way to be happy
Realise
You can have a fun life and still get my respect
‘Cause no man should be willing to accept
That you can't cruise around and make a mistake
Let yourself go, but remember the truth won't let you slide

As long as you've got your truth
In the fortress of ones kingdom, where else
In that loving soul, that will take you to your goal
Now I'm speaking from ones own journey
You've got exactly what you need inside

Truth flowing in your blood, where it will never be destroyed
Where you can let it run free and it can easily be deployed
Even if you slash and burn, it will always reproduce from within
You know exactly what you are capable of
Truth

Where do you think I have been
At your side since birth, even though I am never seen
In your early years while learning each day and night
High above, down below, yes that was me holding you tight
Truth in your veins when you think of me
‘Cause I've always been there for free
Now you've unlocked the truth alright

I hope you share with others my plans and rough draft
Tell them all, it was a chaotic city where trouble began to unfold
In that garden scene when tongues should not have told
Now you can talk to them and let them sit down beside
They must listen and learn from deep down inside

Place themselves in my holy shoes, the original pair that have helped them walk
And invented the term, "Talks the Talk and Walks the Walk"
Where smiles came easy and the girls would just talk
But don't expect them to follow your path
They know exactly what they are capable of
Truth

Give them the truth
They've got the truth
They know exactly what they need to do
Tell my son's, I'm always there
If they choose to know their truth
They will adhere.

I felt a shiver earlier today

Lately those shivers have been around me, always

Not always in the night, have I felt the touch on me

Who is watching and who's not letting me be?

Here in this moment, I'm here by myself


I'm gonna cry with no one else near

This is so constant, I need to hide from thee

It's always a moment, when I'm here by myself


I'm always touching you, you’ve got nerves of steel

Get up, my scared little girl, yell out, but please don't scream

And stop looking about, as if someone’s about to harm you

Scared for your life, as it stays along side you

Here in this moment, you're all by yourself


Your gonna cry all by yourself

I'm so constant, you need to hide from me

It's always a moment, you're all by yourself


Times are a changing, under my rules and conditions

Seems like I'm winning, everyday from here on

And the respect I've been looking for, has been given back to me

Here in this moment, I'm with only oneself


I'm not going to cry, without anyone else

This isn't constant now, so I don't need to hide from thee

It's always a great moment, when I'm at peace with myself.

Be ever so polite, if ya want to impress a gals, Ma and Pa
Park outback for a while, smokin’ n swiggin’ in the back of ones car
Get yourselves tipsy, during prohibition, down in Mississippi
Turn up, keep close, never tell that you entered a speakeasy
If ya dance, ya gotta chance
So don’t be shy now, ask that gal, she could be your true romance
Or be a drunk in the corner, eyeing off, what ya didn’t work for
Then gettin’ popped in the skull, that’ll teach ya, for being so dull

So live it up at the *****, held at your suburban town hall
It comes about but once a month, so come along y’all
There’s slicked back hair, gin n tonic in the air, everywhere
Gents combing over the scene, watching bluebirds add their flair
Gals in cubicles, gossiping while reapplying their glam mask
And inserting the correct coin into the right slot, oh what a task

Then if you’ve caught the eye of a white dove
You’ll drive her home, if it fits like a glove
Plant a seed or scatter them all, along the belly of the mountain peaks,
It could end up being a wonderful life, married to a wife that every man seeks
I will try my best, a promise I made myself, within my four walls
While learning to dance with myself in the mirror, I’ll have my chance, if I ever find the **** *****.

Am I really living?  
Am I just a holy ghost?  
Created from something within our space,  
Or maybe sent from the command outpost.  
  
Tell me how,  
Show me a sign, of a life before man  
I’m just a curious type, I need to know more  
Because before this life ends for me  
I want to learn, I want to see  
Just show me which way, I know you can, you can.  
   
People, losing their minds,  
Throwing out children into society  
Bullying, Jealousy, then murdering for notoriety    
People, use to have a choice,  
But now they shutdown free speech.  
   
People, oh no,  
Weren’t meant to divide this world  
If all this hate doesn’t stop happening real soon,  
Stop happening, stop happening soon we’re doomed.  
   
Hear me, I’ve not got long to go,  
Give me your answer real soon,  
Can’t wait for the man on the moon  
Need that message in a bottle  
Can’t wait for mankind to find you  
   
People, oh no (we’ve all been created the same),  
Don’t divide the world,  
We sometimes forget we should all adore  
   
Can everyone imagine a world full of peace?  
Mohammad, Buddha, Jesus or Lennon, sing a little louder,  
Make it more meaningful and inspirational  
Do it, do it for free.  
(Dream on) Dream on.  
(Dream on) Dream on,  
Dream on together  
Hal-le-lu-jahhhh  
   
Am I still living  
Your just as confused as me.  
Your just one man with a much larger family  
Show us the way observing from high above our galaxy.  
   
Not got that long,  
You know what I mean  
Not got that long,  
Not got that long to go.  
   
In the end I might know....

You might think he’s your saviour  
Because of his mystical behaviour  
He amazed folks on his travels, especially Mary, a nonnative
Made the upper-class take a bit too much notice  
They nailed him thru his flesh, for **** sake
Then hung him out on a cross to sun-bake

Imagine no communication    
Could we hear you, or would we go insane?  
No reason for speech or retaliation    
A poisonous arrow of man  
Imagine all the harmony  
Sleeping without a wink of pain  

But, because I’m the only known conscience one
Whilst, living this life, without to much fuss
I pray most days, that the spirit would join us  
And, mother Mary could miraculously, procreate another son
Otherwise, I’m all done, so get me out of this god forsaken enclosure.

To the gal who was always by my side
I say, thanks to you, I can almost stem the tide
You were there for me, in the good times and the bad
Even though it was the sixties, it was more than a passing fad
Those distant memories are still etched upon ones mind
For you have made me the man, that you know is so kind
A better person, than the one you never really knew before
So my utmost gratitude, to the gal who I’ll always adore

Don’t feel guilty, it’s not your job in life
Be yourself for me, for I’m the one in strife
I’m not scared of death, just the act of dying
So live your life, ‘cause there’s no use in lying
Back on the mountaintop, with a storm rolling in
We were sitting on the porch, so why not sing
The dark clouds are hovering, so let it be
Waking early every morning, saying, why not me

When I’m six feet under and the days are still golden
Remember it was my parents who got me enrolled in
No signature needed, just pay the balance, when it’s due
All I wanted was a simple life, even if it wasn’t brand new
Learned from elders, reminisced from the youth, nothing to lose
Mainly lived my life, in the here and now, walking in my shoes
Felt joy of love, ached pain of loss, add some envy and greed
Farewell my family and friends, your memories are all I need

I’ve lost every **** thing I once had, just layin’ around
Still waitin’ for most of it, maybe one day it’ll be found
Now been living my life day by day, most of the time
Can’t think back to the past, when I had an actual dime
Can only look forward to a pay cheque, once a week
If that doesn’t come in, well I’m up **** creek

The way the world goes up and down, then all around
We should all lose our grip, floating about, never to be found
But somehow most of mankind, find their way back home
And only a handful get to jet out past the invisible dome
Discovering new lands, stars, moons and an alien or two
While some of the bravest souls, live homeless, without a clue

I still have my pride, even if I’ve lost my family of three
Just want the best for the two that I still love, don’t worry about me
One day soon, I will be reunited again, in a place high above
I’ll roll out the red carpet, pour from the fine China tea set
Might even have the big fella over, to greet the family at our new abode
So I might’ve lost everything on the land where I once slept

But in the very end, I’ve once again found every **** thing that I lost....

If we are alone, we’ve been hiding away from outer space
But if we aren’t alone, they’ll find our hidden bit of space

Take her kiss upon the lips!
In doing so, you'll know
that you alone...ought to be her beau.

But, you are not worthy...
...it seems...
you've been flirting around with all the young teens ...

Yet, if you would stop roaming...
...just sit in one spot...
You might realise that
...what you have got...
is but a chance
...the Life we Desire the Most...
Is a dream we all aspire to host
So don't wait,
embrace your new love
...Listen to your heart...

I always tried to live my life full of hope
Daydreaming the most while tugging on dope
Respecting the elders and teaching the young
Now living alone, the thought we never wanted sung
Searching for answers, asking the question
But can’t see the light, so never get a mention
I tried so hard, but maybe it has other reasons for me
Never a white one amongst the flock, I had to be free

We all have our problems and heartache in this life
Without an understanding ear, it can cut like a knife
If you can listen to this, never forget me now, please
Don’t leave them behind or their will might cease

Be in tune with nature, spirits and your main love concern
Listen up, listen in, take it in, give it back, it won’t burn
Look above, feel the sunlight open us up, during the day
Look down, see the memories from ashes, that we lay
Look ahead, but don’t ever forget the past
Look around, take it in, it could be your last
We might just turn to dust or we may be back to fix any faults
We bite an apple to release ourselves from the herding cults

I have seen enough of this charade now
I’ve seen all I needed and wanted to see
My thoughts are reminiscing my life, mainly with smiles of glee
Hopefully once I’m gone, I’ll be told why and even how

I exited via the green keepers, one way garden gate
Even though I heard gods free advice
But from the start, the devil rolled the dice
Now I’m getting dragged back down, to a fiery eternal fate

We all wish we could’ve stayed put, for eternity
Knowing the landlord would keep us sheltered forever, with certainty
But he gave us all a choice on how to live
So your job in life, is to teach, love and unselfishly give.

Pure music, is just three chords and some homemade truth
Much like the glory days, of New York Yankees and Babe Ruth
It’s like eating chicken one day, feathers the next
Or totally in love, ending in a divorce court, with no respect
She can make you cry, smile, think or dream, how bizarre
It can sound like being inside, an old worn out guitar
Being perfectly picked and plucked, as one should
Fully surrounded by good ole seasoned wood
Like a community is unity, which once went without saying
It’ll help propel the voice of the next generation, in the making
No matter where you are in the world, that’s admiring
Music could be the meaning, to what it’s all about, so awe inspiring.

Girl you broke my heart last time  
Can I trust you again from the flip of a coin  
I sure do still have pain  
From jagged little tears of my heart  
And the memory of that moment in life  
When your luck ran out exiting the door of the boy next door    
   
And now you want me to once again trust  
How long before I catch you with another lust  
If I do indeed take you back into my arms  
Will I need to shield my love from more harm  
For if I’ve only got thin skin for protection  
Girl I could end up as a lonely recluse  
A lonely recluse, girl, ****  
   
Girl and those loose lips of yours  
Your heart needs to be locked from opening doors  
You’re such a cutie, you’re much nicer than before, the girl I will always adore, a real needle in a haystack  
You think you know what it takes to be mine  
But you know you have some flaws  

  
I shouldn’t have to pray or pay to investigate    
Girl you got such a pretty face  
Would take me a whole lifetime to find again  
But I’d rather start searching, the entire human race  
Than put up with the lying and dishonesty by you  
   
And if I don’t find my journeys soulmate  
Or pass some by, that throw me some bait  
I’ll live my life alone and at least in peace  
Girl I would rather a lonely reclusive life, than hell.

It wasn’t so long ago.
I must’ve been, just about five.
Parents abode, was but a house.
I recall glimpses of that time,
Standing out back, trying to survive.
As time went by.
Along ones path, from junior to high school,
Stood tall lavish mansions.
Standing,
Between my abode and the emergency slip road
Paving their way, along the road to the next zip code
The path.
My journey.
I’m aiming for that.
I know it will happen.
How I long for a place to call home.
Honestly,
Only one problem, I’m still just a child.
For one so young, my trip could take a while.
My path.
I’m paving my way.
Taking day by day.
Now I’ve come to the end.
My path had just vanished away.
For even my new house is just an abode.
Waiting for companionship.
Maybe then, I can call it a home
But wait.
My parents abode, really felt like home.
So, I was always on the right path.
Just had to navigate my way back.
To realise, I was always on track.

Why can't oceans just flow, like a gentle river stream.
instead of crashing into shore
and then going back for more.
Is it just me, thinking out loud, after a long and vivid dream.

Couldn't it just trickle to the edge, without a noisy and almighty roar...

Ships and boats, would never be tipped over and sunk
Girls on the shore, would rarely see, a ripped surfy hunk.

No whitecaps to look at,
no tides to ruin...
sand castles on the shore.
Precious marine life swimming and crawling...wherever it wanted
Not getting tossed all about... they'd be happy

But it's all too challenging to function...oh dear ...
We still need the orbiting moon to be there...

That's what my dream forgot to fully figure out... until just now.

I see ya got sum papers today
We could smoke a li'l sum, on da way
You ever been wit a black gurl or r'ya gay?
Well I know a few, that'll **** for a buck
They do something strange, for some change, when ya ****

Went to a former co-worker's house to smoke da dope, after work
His patio furniture was in the backyard, for us to sit on, I felt like a ****
There was a rusty, seat-less and underworked exercise bike
An old wooden dining room chair, that I kinda like
Even a leaking, 5 gallon Home-Depot bucket, purchased by li'l Mike

I'm not some closet psychopath
I've got a job, you know
i'm a backyard dentist
An artist of sorts
At least for da mob
The money's good, if you know your math

Everybody's acting like gangs are a new phenomenon
Almost everyone in the USA is affiliated in some way, with an ancient gang from Babylon
We've got the FBI, ATF and the LA bashful police department, that were all illegally installed
Far out Religious groups, Democrats, Republicans, barbering da same old bull, just to keep us enthralled
Everybody's obliged to and got to, have their own little clique
Friggin’ always gang-banging, in their own subtle way, it makes me sick

For the record, about all those so called crimes
I was convicted on two counts, of ****** abuse
In the first degree, for offensive touching, without consent, no excuse
I've been shot at, more than five or six times
By some dudes who were nervously hanging about
You know, just like a Starsky & Hutch comedy stake-out

But my God is great, he sure has the knack
He let me come straight back, wid out no flack
So, I've been selling crack, at the high school gate
Since i was in about, i'd say,"ninth or tenth grade"
I don't know where this journey will end, maybe way before it's due date
So, i've already started digging my grave, with an old rusty, but trusty *****.

I bawl, I crawl
I walk, I talk
I don’t get left behind
I now choose and decide
I am now a teen, oh so mature
I do perhaps, come a bit premature
I know love and I feel the pain
I feel guilt and i know who to blame
I can work for myself and save with my bride
I can’t tell my mates, so, I go to my man-cave and hide
I cry out loud and then carry on like always before
I crash and burn, then split from the one I adore
I roam this world thinking, what else do I need
I take the last plunge and say, “God Speed”
I can’t bawl anymore, now that I’m dead, inside this wall.