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Everything Will Be Fine
06:59
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Everything Will Be Fine
Pay no mind to the bully on your screen,
Cause everything will be fine.
We will come to our senses before they take leave,
And everything will be fine.
Confessions of the secret martyrs club,
Will be spoken in whispers today.
Flapping lips and flapping wings,
While truth takes another holiday.
1984 on microfiche, George Orwell is our good friend.
A companion on the road, narrating our lives,
He stays with us 'til the end.
But the credits are over and there are no more scenes,
Captain America takes a bow,
For the heroes wear blindfolds, and the poets are lost,
And the audience just wonders how.
Chorus:
But everything will be fine,
Said the beggar to his wine,
Everything will be fine,
Said the politician on the line,
Everything will be fine,
As the train cars begin to fill,
Everything will be fine,
Said the executioner on the hill.
Oooh...
A mystery, our disease,
And the doctors just do as they please.
Stenographers of the new age, take measurements for freshly dug graves.
Pay no mind, and take no heed.
A tweet is sent out each and every night.
Calling out the sheep one by one
While the shepherd is nowhere in sight.
Chorus
But everything will be fine,
Said the beggar to his wine,
Everything will be fine,
Said the politician just in time,
Everything will be fine,
As the train cars begin to fill,
Everything will be fine,
said the executioner on the hill.
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The Secret Martyr's Club
08:15
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A Sunday afternoon in the back room,
At Number 5, on the Main
The members find their seats and tell us their stories,
Stories that try to explain.
A war against innocent victims,
And those who did not hear the call.
“Never again” was the rallying cry
But does it apply to all?
(Chorus) I am a member of the
the Secret Martyrs Club,
Tattoos on my forearm
And the drinks are served at 1.
You'll find me in the back room,
Readings books with empty pages
Filled with stories of your bravery.
Fast forward another generation
There is a man yelling on my TV
About the others that are just like me, but they are really not me
But some of you remain silent,
Some of you just cheer him on,
Some of you raise your arms up.
And some of you just sing along.
Chorus
Solo
Your moral authority gone in a flash,
The terrified cower in fear.
“Never again” just applies to you,
And the others can just disappear.
Your rituals have all become nonsense,
Your piety went up in smoke
Your false concern is just pure nonsense,
All Your preaching is a joke.
Chorus
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3. |
Hello My Friend
03:34
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Hello My Friend
I sit here broken hearted
Paper and Pen won't put an end
To what’s been started
I’ve been let down
Yeah I’ve been conned a few times
I can’t pretend it’s not the end
Of something I was part of
Blowing it up
Tearing it down
Reducing it all to nothing
Cockroach people come out in the open now
You’re something but you’re not someone
It’s just not right
There’s nothing normal about it
I’ll fight this fight
But for right now
Don’t want to think about it
Hello my friend
Hello my friend
Hello my friend
Hello my friend
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Black Flower
06:20
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Black Flower
Something beautiful
Something dark
Something fragile
Something stark
Staring up at me
From the ground below
A lone Black Flower
Begins to show
Visions of a time
We could not see
Sparks of humanity
In the deep blue sea
Butterfly wings
Supersonic jets
Cause waves and waves
Of deep regrets
Momma told me
We are going to a better place
On a raft with the entire human race
But now I am face down on a sandy beach
Lying very still, is this a moment to teach?
Ships have come to these shores
Refugees fleeing wars
Label them with made up crimes
You are running out of time.
Thousands knock upon your door
But they may violate your law
Of open carry and Jesus Christ
The blood won't wash away so nice.
Will you just turn away?
What ever will or won't you say?
Turn into a black flower
If you think you have the power.
Time and time just marches on
We keep looking to the setting sun
A fireball in a dark red sky
Does it make you want to cry and cry?
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Gone
03:49
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Missiles a mile away
Here on a sunny day
It so easy when you don't know, oh.
But now it's all so clear
A revolution's here
It should have happened long ago
Now my days grow short and my nights grow long
I fall behind but I'm holding on
and I wonder
Where's that feeling gone?
When facts don't mean a thing
And truth is a strange offering
And all logic and reason fail
Who tucks you in at night?
Kiss your cheek and say "It's Alright"
Now that luxury isn't there
Now my days grow short and my nights grow long
I fall behind but I'm holding on
and I wonder
Where's that feeling gone?
Now hate rears its ugly head
the sheep are so willingly led
and who's in charge
well I don't know
It is within our grasp
But I know it won't last
And I see that closing door, well...
Bye Bye
Bye Bye
Can someone help me?
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Opportunity
03:42
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Oval office all alone
Barking orders at some corporate drone
On the phone
Send a message, make it clear
In an hour you will spin it
Seems sincere….
One person’s misfortune is somebody else’s opportunity
One person’s misfortune is somebody else’s opportunity
No empathy.
Gravitas, Propriety
Be a good boy try
to act
Presidentially.
You’re the king or so you’re told
Tweeting edicts from your golden throne
While you groan.
CHORUS:
One person’s misfortune is somebody else’s opportunity
One person’s misfortune is somebody else’s opportunity
No empathy.
You’re immune to your own stench
Once amusing, now it don’t make no sense
Spewing out your nonsense
Will be met with violence.
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