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| Helter Skelter | |
| (This is a song Charles Manson stole from the Beatles.
We're stealing it back...) When you get to the bottom You go back to the top of the slide And you stop and you turn And you go for a ride Then you get to the bottom Then you see me again Do you, don't you want me to love you Coming down fast I'm right here above you Tell me tell me tell me the answer Ain't no lover but you ain't no dancer Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Do you, don't you want me to make you I'm coming down fast Now don't let me break you Tell me tell me tell me the answer You ain't no lover but you ain't no dancer Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter When you get to the bottom You go back to the top of the slide And you turn and you stop And you go for a ride Then you get to the bottom Then you see me again Do you, don't you want me to love you Coming down fast I'm right here above you Tell me tell me tell me the answer Ain't no lover but you ain't no dancer Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter |
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| Van Diemen's Land | |
| Hold me now, oh hold me now
'til this hour has gone around And I'm gone on the rising tide For to face Van Diemen's land It's a bitter pill I swallow here To be rent from one so dear We fought for justice and not for gain But the magistrate sent me away Now kings will rule and the poor will toil And tear their hands as they tear the soil But a day will come in this dawning age When an honest man sees an honest wage Hold me now, oh hold me now 'til this hour has gone around And I'm gone on the rising tide For to face Van Diemen's land Still the gunman rules and widows pay A scarlet coat now a black beret They thought that blood and sacrifice Could out of death bring forth a life |
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| Desire | |
| Lover I'm off the street
Gonna go where the bright lights And the big city meet With a red guitar, on fire Desire She's the candle burning in my room I'm like the needle, needle and spoon Over the counter with a shotgun Pretty soon, everybody got one And the fever when I'm beside her Desire, desire She's the dollars She's my protection Yeah she's a promise In the year of election Sister, I can't let you go I'm like a preacher stealing hearts At a travelling show For love or money, money... ? [And the fever, is getting higher] Desire |
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| Hawkmoon 269 | |
| Like a desert needs rain
Like a town needs a name I need your love Like a drifter needs a room Hawkmoon I need your love Like a rhythm unbroken Like drums in the night Like sweet soul music, like sunlight I need your love Like coming home And you don't know where you've been Like black coffee, like nicotine I need your love When the night has no end And the day yet to begin As the room spins around I need your love Like a Phoenix rising Needs a holy tree Like the sweet revenge Of a bitter enemy I need your love Like the hot needs the sun Like honey on her tongue Like the muzzle of a gun Like oxygen I need your love When the night has no end And the day yet to begin As the room spins around I need your love Like thunder needs rain Like a preacher needs pain Like tongues of flame Like a sheet stained I need your love Like a needle needs a vein Like someone to blame Like a thought unchained Like a runaway train I need your love Like faith needs a doubt Like a freeway out I need your love Like powder needs a spark Like lies need the dark I need your love |
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| All Along The Watchtower | |
| "There must be some way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief "There's too much confusion here I can't get no relief Businessmen they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them know along the line What any of this is worth" "No reason to get excited" The thief, he kindly spoke "There are many here among us Who think that life is but a joke But you and I, we've been through that And that is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now Because the hour is getting late" All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While horsemen came and went Barefoot servants too All I got is a red guitar Three chords And the truth All I got is a red guitar The rest is up to you There's no reason to get excited The thief, he kindly spoke There are some among us here Say that life is just a joke You and I, we've been through that And that is not our fate (at least today) So let us not talk falsely now Because the hour is getting late |
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| (Freedom For My People) | |
| I need some freedom
Freedom for my people I want some freedom Freedom Freedom, freedom for my people I'd like some freedom I need some freedom for my people Freedom Freedom, freedom for my people |
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| Silver And Gold | |
| In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down Only the hunter was hunted In this tin can town, tin can town No stars in the black night Looks like the sky fell down No sun in the daylight Looks like it's chained to the ground Chained to the ground The warden said The exit is sold If you want a way out Silver and gold Broken back to the ceiling Broken nose to the floor I scream at the silence, it's crawling It crawls under the door There's a rope around my neck And there's a trigger in your gun Jesus say something I am someone, I am someone I am someone Captain and kings In the ships hold They came to collect Silver and gold Silver and gold Seen the coming and going Seen them captains and the kings See them navy blue uniforms See them bright and shiny things Bright shiny things The temperature is rising The fever white hot Mister, I ain't got nothing But it's more than you got Chains no longer bind me Not the shackles at my feet Outside are the prisoners Inside the free Set them free, set them free A prize fighter in a corner is told Hit where it hurts Silver and gold Silver and gold Yeah, silver and gold... This song was written in a hotel room in New York City 'round about the time a friend or ours, Little Steven, was putting together a record of artists against apartheid. - This is a song written about a man in a shanty town outside of Johannesburg. - A man who's sick of looking down the barrel of white South Africa. A man who is at the point where he is ready to take up arms against his oppressor. - A man who has lost faith in the peacemakers of the west while they argue and while they fail to support a man like bishop Tutu and his request for economic sanctions against South Africa. Am I buggin' you ? I don't mean to bug ya... Okay Edge, play the blues! |
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| Angel Of Harlem | |
| It was a cold and wet December day
When we touched down at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound (of an Angel) New York like a Christmas tree I said tonight this city belongs to me (Angel) Soul Love this love won't let me go So long...Angel of Harlem Birdland on 53 The street sounds like a symphony We got John Coltrane and a love supreme Miles and she has to be an angel Lady Day got diamond eyes She sees the truth behind the lies (Angel) Soul love...this love won't let me go So long...Angel of Harlem Blue light on the avenue God knows they got to you An empty glass, the lady sings Eyes swollen like a bee sting Blinded you lost your way On the side streets and the alleyways Like a star exploding in the night Filling up the city with broad daylight An angel in Devil's shoes Salvation in the blues You never looked like an angel So long...Angel of Harlem |
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| Love Rescue Me | |
| Love rescue me
Come forth and speak to me Raise me up and don't let me fall No man is my enemy My own hands imprison me Love rescue me Many strangers have I met On the road to my regret Many lost who seek To find themselves in me They ask me to reveal The very thoughts they would conceal Love rescue me And the sun in the sky Makes a shadow of you and I Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea I'm here without a name In the palace of my shame Said, love rescue me In the cold mirror of a glass I see my reflection pass See the dark shades of what I used to be See the purple of her eyes The scarlet of my lies Love rescue me Yea, though I walk In the valley of shadow Yea, I will fear no evil I have cursed thy rod and staff They no longer comfort me Love rescue me (Sha la la, Sha la la) I said love, love rescue me I said love Climb up the mountains, said love I said love, oh my love On the hill of the son I'm on the eve of a storm And my word you must believe in Oh, I said love, rescue me Yeah I'm here without a name In the palace of my shame I said love rescue me I've conquered my past The future is here at last I stand at the entrance To a new world I can see The ruins to the right of me Will soon have lost sight of me Love rescue me |
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| When Love Comes To Town | |
| I was a sailor, I was lost at sea
I was under the waves Before love rescued me I was a fighter, I could turn on a thread But I stand accused of the things I've said When love comes to town I want to jump that train When love comes to town I want to catch that flame Maybe I was wrong to ever let you down But I did what I did Before love came to town I used to make love under a red sunset I was making promises I was soon to forget She was pale as the lace of her wedding gown But I left her standing Before love came to town I ran into a juke joint When I heard a guitar scream The notes were turning blue When I fell into a dream As the music played I saw my life turn around That was the day before Love came to town When love comes to town I want to jump that train When love comes to town I want to catch that flame Maybe I was wrong to ever let you down But I did what I did Before love came to town When I woke up I was sleeping on the street I felt the world was dancing And I was dirt beneath their feet When I looked up I saw the Devil looking down My Lord He played guitar The day love came to town I was there when they crucified my Lord I held the scabbard When the soldier drew his sword I threw the dice when they pierced his side But I've seen love conquer the great divide When love comes to town I want to jump that train … |
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| Heartland | |
| See the sun rise over her skin
Don't change it See the sun rise over her skin Dawn changes everything And the delta sun Burns bright and violet Mississippi and the cotton wool heat Sixty-six a highway speaks Of deserts dry Of cool green valleys Gold and silver veins Of the shining cities In this heartland In this heartland soil In this heartland Heaven knows this is a heartland See the sun rise over her skin She feels like water in my hand Freeway like a river cuts through this land Into the side of love Like a burning spear And the poison rain Brings a flood of fear Through the ghost-ranch hills Death Valley waters In the towers of steel Belief goes on and on In this heartland In this heartland soil In this heartland Heaven knows this is a heartland |
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| God Part II | |
| Don't believe the devil
I don't believe his book But the truth is not the same Without the lies he made up Don't believe in excess Success is to give Don't believe in riches But you should see where I live I...I believe in love Don't believe in forced entry Don't believe in rape But every time she passes by Wild thoughts escape I don't believe in death row Skid row or the gangs Don't believe in the UZI It just went off in my hand I...I believe in love Don't believe in cocaine Got a speed-ball in my head I could cut and crack you open Do you hear what I said Don't believe them when they tell me There ain't no cure The rich stay healthy The sick stay poor I...I believe in love Don't believe in Goldman His type like a curse Instant karma's going to get him If I don't get him first Don't believe in rock 'n' roll Can really change the world As it spins in revolution It spirals and turns I...I believe in love Don't believe in the 60's The golden age of pop You glorify the past When the future dries up Heard a singer on the radio late last night He says he's gonna kick the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight I...I believe in love I feel like I'm falling Like I'm spinning on a wheel It always stops beside of me With a presence I can feel I...I believe in love… STOP! |
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| All I Want Is You | |
| You say you want diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want your story to remain untold All the promises we made from the Cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you'll give me a highway With no one on it Treasure just to look upon it All the riches in the night You say you'll give me Eyes on a moon of blindness A river in a time of dryness A harbour in the tempest All the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you want your love to work out right To last with me through the night You say you want diamonds on a ring of gold Your story to remain untold Your love not to grow cold All the promises we break from the Cradle to the grave When all I want is you All I want is you |
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