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All
Dream Together
Dancing
On The Berlin Wall
Pandora's
Box
Think
I'll Just Stay At Home
Coffeeshop
More
Too
Many People
Republicans
Oh
Lord!
Cross
That Bridge
The
Ain't Gonna Song
Pig
Song
Cop
On The Beat
Progress
Dear
Bartender
.
We What Have We
done in this modern age?
We're no closer
to peace than we were yesterday
What have we done
in this modern age
We're no closer
to peace than we were yestersday
They say our taxes
go to building more bombs
If we spent it
on food, we would all get along
They say that we
must kill, so we can be free
By the time they
get caught, it will be history
They shot his eldest
son at Checkpoint Charlie
Shot by a guard
who was just nineteen
His neighbors whispered
to themselves it was awful
But the boy was
just crazy, caught up in a dream
His mother sits
looking long at his picture
Sobbing to herself
in her mother's grief
His younger brother
took a walk to the border
Where the Western
Tourists go home to be fre
A strip of grass
Was what they called
their home
They could not
pass
To the promised
land beyond
Our ancestors sat around weatching the radio
Night after night and wondering wouldn't it be nice
If we could se Milton Berle and Jack Benny
When they came on the air tonight
So corporate America, having won the war
Sent it's surplus scientists to the drawing boards
Racing to the patent office, banging at the door
And the Cathode Ray Tube was born
Hooray for Television
It's wonderful; better then the kitchen sink
Come up close and take a look
That smudge on the screen is Milton Berle
(I think)
Have we opened up Pandora's Box?
Soon every home had this little square set
That cast an eriee blue glow into the living room
And the family sat around with their eyes and ears glued
To the picture on the box where people talked and moved
So Corporate America having sold their sets
Put it's mind together to see what it could net
With It's marketing directors and it's advertising reps
Churning out commercials, to tell you what to get
Hooray for Television
It's wonderful, keep your eyes on the screen
Sit there and don't fall asleep
You might just catch a glimpse of the American
Dream
The TV became the alter where the people lived and prayed
You could watch it right from birth until your final dying day
If you didn't go to work you could sit there every day
Society had found a way to make us all behave
Some say that we were hypnotized, some say that we were caught
We welcomed mass stupidity and this is what we got
We never had to think and we never had to talk
Turned right into zombies by the garbage that we bought
Hooray for television
It's wonderful, never gonna turn it off
Big Brother found a way to keep an eye on
us
Without the television we'd be totally lost
A ferry in the Baltic steaming westward through the night, gets in trouble with the weather, her seals no longer tight; and she's gone in only minutes as she's sucked beneath the waves, simply swallowed by the darkness; seven hundred lost, committed to their graves.
I think I'll just stay at home
Over western Pennsylvania, with the farmlands far below, a Boeing gets in trouble on her final home approach; and she drops out of the heavens with an engine trailing smoke, and for forty-seven seconds people scream in terror, then explode.
I think I'll just stay at home
A busy day in Tel Aviv, commuters on a bus sit and read their papers unaware their time is finally up, as a third world martyr acting out his version of God's will, incinerates himself convinced that Allah gets the credit for the kill.
I think I'll just
stay at home...
Sitting In A Coffeeshop in Amsterdam I'll drink a cup
And roll one up to wake me up
Before I Catch my plane
More Horsepower
I need a car that
goes faster
More horsepower
I need a car that
goes faster
More horsepower
I'm on my way to
being late
More horsepower
I don't know how
long she will wait
I need some more of everything I have now...
Too many people
and not enough trees
Too many, to hard,
to please
Too many people
and not enough drink
Too many, to loud,
to think
Too many people
jammed in this place
Gonna move away
to outer space
Too many people
and not enough room
Too full, too fast,
too soon
The Republicans
stole my paycheck
Week after week
Busted my ass;
it was all in vain
Left me on the
street
My father, he came
to this promised land
Passed it on to
me
We bailed out the
crooks when the whip came down
The American charity
Now I'm forced to
the point of desperate realization
I've bought a rifle
and a ticket and I'm going to bail out the nation
The Rebublicans
took my job away
Sent it overseas
Standing in the
line with my hand held out
It was all so clear
to me
An honest day's
work for a decent wage
Is the price of
being free
We gave it all
away in the name of trade
The American tragedy
Now I'm forced to
the point of desperate realization
I've bought a rifle
and a ticket and I'm going to bail out the nation
I'm gonna get on
a bus and go down south
And take a pot
shot at the Big White House
And it won't be
so bad if my aim is true
It might just be
the thing that will see us through
The Republicans
took my house away
Gave it to the
bank
You know that we
won the Cold War
Well, I was wounded
just the same
It's true we made
it throught the Reagen years
But let's take
a look at the cost
We all get to dream
the same nightmare
'Cause the American
Dream is lost
Now, I'm forced
to the point of desperate realization...
Oh Lord, won't you kill my neighbor (G/D/G)
I'm tired of living next to this jerk (G/D)
His kid is such a brat (C)
And his wife is so damn fat(G)
I'd be happy if my prayers would only work (G/D/G)
I've been going to your church (D)
Every Sunday like I should
(C/G)
I've got a black velvet painting of Jesus
(D/G)
I would persecute a Jew (D)
If you ever asked me to (C/G)
It's about time that you gave me what I
needed (Em/D)
Oh Lord, won't you kill my Mother
I'm waiting for that big inheritance
I don't mind her around
But she's worth more in the ground
And I know you'll treat her decent up in Heaven
I've been reading from your book
Every Sunday like I should
Don't understand much
But I guess it doesn't matter
I would kill a Moslem dead
If you put it in my head
I'd even kill a Hindu, if you'd rather
Sent my kids to Sunday school
Like I know you want me to
Donate canned goods to the church each
Christmas season
I'm righteous and devout
So come on Lord help me out
Just this once and then we'll call it even
Oh Lord, won't you cheat on my taxes
I've got a problem with the I.R.S.
It would not be my fault, If you turned them into salt
So come on Lord get me out of this mess
So come on Lord
Get me out of this mess
We’ll cross that bridge, when we come to it (Em/D)
I know you said out time together would be coming to an end
(Em/D/Em)
You ask me to prolong it but you think that I should beg (Em/D/Em)
Now Monday morning's coming, and you must catch your plane
(G/D/Em)
We've only got this weekend left before you fly away (Em/D/Em)
And we'll cross that bridge
When we come to it
Yeah we'll cross that bridge
When we come to it
Don't make me make no choices now, I haven't time to think
The only choice I'd like to make is what I'd like to drink
Your ultimatum cuts me deep like a surgeon making an inciscion
Allow me now the luxury of living with my indecision
And we'll cross that bridge...
Why can't we just enjoy (C)
The time that's left between us? (D)
Why complicate our lives? (C)
No choices that we'd make now (D/Bm)
Could redeem us (Em)
So we'll cross that bridge...
Ain't gonna pick up my room
Ain't gonna comb my hair no more
Ain't gonna mow the lawn
Ain't gonna cheer when we go to war
Ain't gonna pay my rent
Ain't gonna file my income tax
Ain't gonna license my dog
Ain't gonna stop at the railroad tracks
Ain't gonna go to school
Ain't gonna pray in no stupid church
Ain't gonna open my mail
Ain't gonna eat all my veggies first
Ain't gonna use no bank
Ain't gonna watch the morning news
Ain't gonna celebrate Christmas
Ain't gonna wear no high-tech shoes
Ain't gonna take out the trash
Ain't gonna make it to work on time
Ain't gonna watch what I eat
Ain't gonna wait 'til I reach my prime
Ain't gonna answer the phone
Ain't gonna signel when I switch lanes
Ain't gonna get out of bed
Ain't gonna worry about The Rain
Ain't gonna play my guitar
Ain't gonna lift the toilet seat
Ain't gonna turn out the lights
Ain't gonna bother to change my sheets
Ain't gonna tell the truth
Ain't gonna listen to no more lies
Ain't gonna wear a suit
Ain't gonna wear no stupid ties
She snorts like a pig, but she porks like a woman (G/Em)
She snorts like a pig, but she porks like a woman (G/Em)
She's dancin' with the Hog like she knows just what she's doin'
(C/Am)
I keep her in her pen until it's time to do some screwing'
(G/Em)
She don't roll in the mud (D)
And she don't shit on the floor (C)
But I bring home the bacon 'cause she always wants some more
(G/Em)
She squeals like a pig, but she feels like a woman
She squeals like a pig, but she feels just like a woman
Her ears are like silk, and her tail is there for pullin'
She's the queen of the barnyard - you know that I ain't foolin'
She's got a piggy little nose
And a piggy little brain
And she may not be Kosher, but I eat her just the same
Cop on the beat (Dm/Am/Dm/F)
Who will he meet
His temper is short; he's been on his feet
They give him a gun
To make him feel bolder
Now he's prowling around with a chip on his shoulder
Protect and serve, are only words (G)
Fetch a pail of water (D)
Have a drink to calm your nerves (G)
Don't let him near your daughter! (A)
Cop in the street
Who will he beat
His nightstick is there to break in your teeth
They give him a badge
And a shirt with a crease
But you know he never really was a man of peace
Protect and serve, are only words...
Cop with a gun
Looking for fun
He beat up his wife and he beat up his son
They give him a rank
And a book with the rules
But prejudice and violence are his only tool
Protect and serve, are only words...
The rainforest isn't here anymore (D/C/D)
The rainforest isn't here anymore (D/C/D)
Trees fall down all around me (G/F/G)
I can't sleep in this place no more (G/F/G)
The ground below turns to concrete (G/F/G)
Scrape my feet on this man made floor (G/F/G)
(D/C…Am/C/..D/C)
The ocean isn't clean anymore
The ocean isn't clean anymore
I can't swim in the ocean
The water here it hurts my eyes
They say this water is clean now
I'm here to tell you they tell us lies
D/C…Am/C/…D/C)
They say this is progress
But we leave this planet a mess
Progress
We use the air
Poison the wind
We arysol the ozone thin
Nature loses, Progress wins
Progress
Dear Bartender (A/D/A/D…)
I'm ready for another beer
And while I have your attention
Bring the rest of that bottle over here
That couple sitting over in the corner (E)
Set them up with another round (D)
I got lucky at the track, with a three-legged dog (A/D/A/D)
I might as well spread it around (E)
There were ninety-nine bottles of beer on the
wall (D/E)
I drank ninety-eight and I gave one to Paul
(A/D)
And twenty-one shots make a full gun salute
(A/E)
No reason to stop (D)
Give me number twenty-two (A/D/A/D…)
Dear bartender
I'm wondering just how you are
I'd really like to buy you a drink
But you're on the wrong side of the bar
But while I have your attention
How 'bout another drink for my friend
I got lucky playing cards
When I drew all the hearts
No reason for this party to end
There were ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall...
Dear Bartender
Is it possible to have just one more?
I do believe I've reached my limit
But that never stopped me before
And while we're on the subject
Let's buy a drink for everyone
Well my numbers came in
And I played them last night
I might as well spend what I won
(CHORUS)
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