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Satan Is The Pilot On Air Force One
Sweet Crude Bill's Theme
Little Joe's Lament
Indian Red
Two Bit Operation
Away We Go
Riding On The Rail
What You Do
The Chain
Get Back Into It
Rock Bottom
Closing Time
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You're Gonna Get Yours
Billie Jean
Abandon Shame
Lightning Bug Waltz
Loving On The Details
Paintbrush Willie
Bill's Lament
Mister Sloth
Power Station
Rio De Oro Negro
Bill's Fight Song
Requiem For The Man
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Satan Is The Pilot On Air Force One (SPAFO) - back to top
CHORUS
{Satan is the pilot of Air Force One
If you want cocaine, he got a ton
Press junket, slam dunk it, we made the deal
Truth is a fiction, and the fiction is real}
We've got the movies, we've got the tv
All you've got is munchies and a bag full of weed
We've got investments and we've got the cocaine
All you've got is what we put in your brain
We've got the music, we choose the sound
All you've got is your underground
We've got the cops and we've got the control
All you've got is your rock 'n' roll
We got the sex we got ecstasy
All you've got is what we let you see
We've got fortresses under the hills
All you've got is penalties, taxes and bills
We've got the war, and we've got the crooks
All you've got is your comic books
We've got the standard issue lace up boots
Gonna take a little walk on your little grass roots
REPEAT CHORUS
We've got the numbers, but you can't count
Scratching your head, you can't figure it out
A war on drugs is a war on men
We put another million in the federal pen
We got the chemicals, we got disease,
We got the science, so get down on your knees,
Bow your head, keep your eyes on the ground,
Show some respect when the master's around
Burning all your bridges you make it so hot
Swirling like a hurricane around the same spot
War, plague, famine, these await the unborn
But it's quite peaceful in the eye of the storm
You're killing each other in the race to the top
But the top is just the center of the terrorist plot
Satan is the pilot, and he gets things done
We monitor the progress from Air Force One
REPEAT CHORUS
What You Do - back to top
You can pull like an ox
You can buck like a bull
You can eat like a pig
But you never will be full
If your heart isn't in what you do
You can soar like an eagle
You can sing like a dove
You can eat a mess o' bacon
But it never will be enough
If your heart isn't in what you do
Keep pulling for the things that you really wanna do
Desire is a fire that's burning inside of you
But your heart will always lead you straight and true
You can roar like the wind
You can try thunder too
You can wail like a siren
But you never will get through
If you heart isn't in what you do
You can win all the trophies
You can sail the seven seas
You can fire all your guns at once
But you never will be free
If your heart isn't in what you do
Keep pulling for the things that you really wanna do
Desire is a fire that's burning inside of you
But your heart will always lead you straight and true
The Chain - back to top
When the thunder and the lightning
Come and rattle your bones
Whatcha gonna do
When you're all alone?
Cry like a baby
That's getting soaked?
Or roar like a fire
That's being stoked?
Well you might feel pleasure
And you might feel pain
But watch out when
They come and put you on the chain
Well the chain is 24 hours long
Old and heavy,
And the links are strong
They'll wind you in it
Round and round
Till your head starts spinning
Like a merry go round
Might talk big
When you're young and tough
But watch this chain
Come and wrap you up
Hey there, birdie
sing me a song
as I stand here
shedding tears
hanging on a chain
My chain is made of words
That are spoken
Each and every every day
By every single man
Ridin' On The Rail - back to top
Can you hear the locomotive -
She's comin' around the bend
Sixteen cylinder four stroke engine
At a thousand RPMs
Pullin' fifty cars, this train's goin far
Gonna cross the county line
We don't worry if the engine runs
Cause the engine she runs just fine
You can try to change my mind
CHORUS:
But I'm riding on the rail
I'm ridin that rail
I'm ridin on the rail
As far as she can pull
Hey now look up a yonder
There's a man with a big brass cane
Beatin a drum by the side of the road
Gonna pass that man today
Hey now look up a yonder
There's a truck full of guns and ammunition
We all know where the truck is headed
But we're on a higher mission
Engineer, I hope you're listenin'
We're riding on the rail...
CHORUS
Pack up your bags and leave this town
Where they live and die by the sword
Who's gonna ride this train with us
We got the power and the glory on board
What makes the engine run so fast
Is it whiskey or is it pride?
What fuels the fire in the engine car
Is it diesel burnin inside
Gonna keep it burnin all night
When we're riding on the rail...
CHORUS
Two Bit Operation - back to top
We ain't makin any money
Sellin' this dog and pony
Send for another hundred dollars
Send it from the central headquarters
CHORUS
We need some backup,
We need some backup,
We need some ba-a-a-a-ckup,
What's the hold up?
We're goin' belly up
We are going down
We can't keep up
This two bit operation
Send reinforcements
From the central station
END CHORUS
Somebody must've blown our cover,
We never should've gone undercover
Do you remember when I told ya
We never should have gone to California?
They took the bookkeeper to the hoosegow
We ain't seen him for a month now
Sheriff didn't get his pay cut
Prayin' that the bookie keep his mouth shut
CHORUS
People in the town are gettin' restless
I don't think they really trust us
Don't know what the boss was thinkin'
Nothin' in the plan is really workin'
Chief Operator's lost in Chinatown
Most of the men are gettin drunk now
Rest of us runnin' out of patience
I'm sendin' in my resignation
CHORUS
Get Back Into It - back to top
Keep an open mind when you're drinkin' your wine
We're blind but we can still stand up
By standing up we might just get back sight
And find our way to fill another cup
Everybody's worried about the Middle East
Our dreams go daily into space
But I'm livin' here in the Middle West
And I care about the fate of this place
CHORUS
It's time to get back into it Jack
We don't have to wait no more
We are the people we've been waiting for
END CHORUS
Superman kicked the can sometime ago
Wonderwoman's rottin' in a Texas jail
Batman's workin' for a private contractor
And Robin got recruited by the CIA
Who will save the day when the heroes pass away
You've got superpowers I see
There's a lighthouse shining by the edge of the sea
Sendin' out a beacon man, you got to be free
CHORUS
Speech is free but money does the talkin'
Through a ten million watt megaphone
We all tune in to the voices of treason
Sellin' out the country to the company store
They tell me I'm free but when it's time to unwind
After a day spent sellin' my soul
They tell me that I can't do what I want with my own mind
Cause I just might get out of control
ALTERNATE CHORUS
It's time to get back into Jack
You gotta understand, the man is at the door
And we are the people knocking on your door
I met a man who called himself a preacher of faith
I said "How come you keep so many slaves?"
"You know you can't make the nation into your congregation"
He said "Watch out boy, for the judgement day"
I said, "How come you hate freedom so much"?
"You know you can't spread freedom with a gun"
He said "We've a place for people like you"
I said "It better be big, cause I'm not the only one"
CHOURS
Little Joe's Lament - back to top
Little Joe come runnin'
Runnin' up the hill
Sweet black oil is drippin'
From the end of his drill
From the end of his drill
He said we found a field
And in that field a pool
And man we got to get that lease
Before the company do
Before the company do
CHORUS
Fill up,
Fill it to the top,
Drink it down,
Every last drop
(repeat)
END CHORUS
We got two wells drinking
Two wells down the line
If the line keep producin'
We'll be rich in no time
We'll be rich in no time
Boy that oil keeps flowin
Company tried to buy us out
But we got so much money
We tell them just get out
Tell them just get out
CHORUS
Little Joe bought himself a pony
Me, I'm ridin' a sedan
Every now and then
We find the comp'ny men on our land
Comp'ny men on our land
Little Joe bought himself a rifle
But it won't do no damn good
Everybody knows the company
Owns the whole damn neighborhood
The whole damn neighborhood
CHORUS
Company made us an offer
They say we can't refuse
The mayor will not help us
He got everything to lose
We got to sell the operation
That's what the newspapers say
Looks like me and little Joe
Go back to pitchin' hay
Back to pitchin' hay
CHORUS
Little Joe won't sell out
He tell them "Go to hell!"
Just last night we found him
Dead on top of the hill
Blood is thicker than water
Is oil thicker than blood?
Is a man's life worth less
Than what's found under the mud?
CHORUS
Bill's Theme - back to top
Who will light your fire when you're caught without a lantern?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will shine the light when the sun isn't shinin'?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will bring the lighting when the clouds are are not obligin'?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will turn your stone when your axe needs grindin'?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
CHORUS
Nikola Tesla alternate the current
Ever since then, the world's been whirrin'
Everybody knows, everybody's learnin'
Better grab a bucket cause the well is burnin'
Who will take the plane to a higher elevation?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will be the friend of modern civilization?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will cross the border of every single nation?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will surf the waves at the radio station?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
CHORUS
Who will drill a hole through the ozone layer?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will elect the president, who elect the mayor?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will make the plans, who will make the speeches?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
Who will take the message to the farthest reaches?
Sweet Crude Bill will! Sweet Crude Bill will!
CHORUS
Bill's Lament - back to top
Dig down
Dig deep
The sun is shining
The crude is sweet
Don't you cry
Just sweat
The wind is blowin'
Don't you forget
CHORUS
Sweet Crude
Sweet Crude
Dig a well
For sweet crude
Take a line
Drop a bit
And see
What you can hit
Gunfire
To the East
Hell's fire
Just increased
CHORUS
The drills spin
The pumps suck
Sweet crude
Makes a buck
The sun rises
The wells drink
The men are working
The sun sinks
The sun come up
The world turns
Sun go down
The crude burns
CHORUS
Bill's Fight Song - back to top
CHORUS 1
I'm gonna fight tonight
So you can read me my rights
(repeat x 4)
Sweet Baby Ray is a kung fu soldier
He's been rockin his chi since he was five years old
He says don't start a fight let the fight come to ya
And when it comes, you let the spirit move ya
CHORUS 2
Runnin' - with the ninjas in moonlight
Fightin' - in the footsteps of sunlight
Breathin' - in the magical moment
Fightin' - for the true love that was meant to be
CHORUS 1
Princess Jane is a real sharp shooter
Before you blink she put a bullet right through ya
She learned to shoot from the man on the mountain
She draws her guns even if death is certain
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
My friend JoJo is a deadly dancer
Not a fighter alive who can withstand her
Karate chop dance is a body breaker
A twist and a kick and the fight is over
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
Billie Jean - back to top
Well I got a little boat
And she sail like a Queen
She's tighter than a drum
And her name is Billie Jean
She is waiting in the harbor
I'm gonna pull up her anchor
Well I'm packing my bags and I'm sailing away
CHORUS
Sailing, sailing away
Sailing, sailing away
In the world of men
I been hurt and abused
I been bought and sold
I been so confused
I got a bruise the size of Texas
Burning on the inside
Well I'm leaving this town, leave it all behind
CHORUS
You can say what you want
I'm never leaving my boat
I'm leaving y'all behind
And that's all she wrote
Me and Billie Jean are sailing
To the wine-dark sea
Well I kiss you goodbye, just forget about me
CHORUS
Billie Jean ride the wind
The wind fills her sail
She keep an even keel
In the strongest gale
Our way is lit up at midnight
By the stars up above
Well I do believe me and Billie Jean are falling in love
CHORUS
Indian Red - back to top
They say that the pen
Is mightier than the sword
The moving picture is mightier still
Than even the written word
And if you learn to hold that picture in your hand
Won't you use that power to make men understand?
CHORUS
Indian red
Indian blue
Indian green
It comes down to you
We are making a picture
Of who we used to be
If your face was left out
Won't you tell us what you see?
Each day that passes by another page is turned
And it's the same ol' problems the same ol' stories again
CHORUS
...won't you make something new
I heard you on the radio
I saw you on TV
I heard the songs that you played
And I could hear you calling to me
You burned a flaming mark on this lonesome heart of mine
And as long as I breathe this fire will never die
CHORUS
...love the things that you do
Voices cry in the wilderness
Lights burn bright in the city
Between the two there's an open road
And I am stunned by its beauty
This story writes itself and we are writers everyone
And I'm on the edge of my seat the movie's just begun
CHORUS
...it is given to you
Away We Go - back to top
Drink up my lads and never have done
Tomorrow we sail by the brazen sun
Race to a place where the dreams abound
Neither King nor Devil can turn us around
Only God and the bottle can carry us down
Only God and the bottle can carry us down
CHORUS
This is a song that we always sing
When we're on the ship and we're all drinking
and away we GO - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh-oh-oh-o-ho
Drunken songs of a life at sea
Marrying the wind to the fine whiskey
Churning turning the waves make rhyme
Life on the land is a waste of time
Only God and the bottle can make me blind
Only God and the bottle can make me blind
Carry me a rope to the blue lagoon
Ravaging the rum is a sailor's boon
Pulling down the sky with a hearty tug
Walk upon the sea like a persian rug
Only God and the bottle can pull the plug
Only God and the bottle can pull the plug
CHORUS
Fly by night three sheets to the wind
Open up the booby hatch jump right in
Hang between the devil and the deep blue sea
Dressing down the grog with a cup of tea
Only God and the bottle for the likes of me
Only God and the bottle for the likes of me
Loosen up the knots and we get footlose
Capt. Scuttlebutt's full of booze
Up and down with a touch and go
Pressed into service for the do si do
Only God and the bottle know where we go
Only God and the bottle know where we go
CHORUS
Rock Bottom - back to top
Well I hit rock bottom again
And I been down on my luck since Lord knows when
It's all right pretty momma
We'll start all over again
Well I counted all my chickens again
And I counted nineteen but there was only ten
It's all right pretty momma
We'll count the chickens again
Keep on dreamin'
Keep on rememberin' when
When the times were better
And we had so many friends
Well it looks like my ship sprung a leak
And the water's been coming in for a week
It's all right pretty baby
Just put your tongue in my cheek
Well I'm stranded out here on a desert isle
And even though it's lonely you can see me smile
It's all right pretty momma
Let's just make out for awhile
I don't fear failure
And I don't fear defeat
I don't fear nothing
Because your kisses are sweet
Well the storm took away every dollar and cent
And we need some assistance from the government
It's all right pretty momma
I'm sure they're gonna send help
Well a three-legged mule is all that they sent
How's that supposed to help me pay the rent?
I dont' know pretty momma
We'll ask the good president
I'm a lover
And I'm a fighter too
Only thing worth fighting for
Is my love for you
Reprise...
Lightning Bug Waltz - back to top
Drilling, on a rig, about a mile off the coast
I saw a flare, I heard a crash, and the rig did explode
I was lost, I was broken, there was a hole in my head
I was swimming, in a fire, and they left me for dead
The angel of mercy, rose up from the sea
And she mended my wounds, and she spoke unto me
Seek not your fortune, from under the ground
There is treasure abundant, in the grace that you found
Let there be music, and dancing, release from despair,
Let there be kindness, and feeling, beyond compare,
Let worry, and sorrow, keep away from this place,
Come sweetness, and laughter, there's no time to waste,
The wine, that we're pouring, is the fruit of last year,
This moment, is precious, so hold me my dear
Without your faith, I would be just a dream,
Without your love, I'd be bitter and mean
Abandon Shame - back to top
People used to say
Bill your head's in the clouds
There's nothing up there
So won't you please come down
Now I've grown up
And I feel just the same
And I don't mind telling you
I like to dream all day
Now people put me down
They say I got no ambition
And I look like a bum
And my ass crack is showing
They make me feel real bad
Like I'm not good enough
Like I'm not up to snuff
And all that sorta stuff
You know what I tell them?
Abandon shame!
Abandon ship
This ship is sinking
Don't go down with it
Abandon ship!
Abandon shame
This ship is going
Down in flames
Some people thrive
On draggin' others through the mud
They're like psychic vampires
Suckin' on your blood
But every man woman and child
Shines a natural light
And only and yourself
Can decide what is right
Shame is subhuman
That's what I'm trying to tell
Nothing good ever comes
Of you hating yourself
So when they come for you
And it starts to get dull
Just pretend you're on a ship
With a hole in the hull
Power Station - back to top
In the heart of this nation is a mighty power station
And it runs all night and day without a pause
And its turbines are tornadoes
And it's fed by the volcanoes
And it snatches lightning from a demon's jaws
CHORUS
We got the power - hoo boy!
We got the power - hoo boy!
We got a real strong signal coming down the power line
We got the power - hoo boy!
We got the power - hoo boy!
We're at a hundred percent all systems are online
You can feel the mountains heaving from the labor of its breathing
As it brings that power down to one and all
When this power station's swinging you can hear the people singing
You can hear it all the way from City Hall
REPEAT CHORUS
Mr. Sloth - back to top
I don't wanna have to go to work all day
I just wanna hang out with my friends and play
I hate my job
I love my friends
Me and Mr. Sloth are gonna be best friends
I don't wanna have to grow my productivity
I just wanna hang out doing fun activities
I hate my car
I love my bike
Me and Mr. Sloth are doing what we like
CHORUS
Swinging on a vine
Laughing all the time
Playing is divine
We're never on time
Me and Mr. Sloth are in the huckleberry tree
Sun is a shining and the lunch is free
I missed the meeting
Oh what a shame
Oh I wonder who on earth could be to blame?
Mr. Sloth is jumping on a trampoline
I am skinny dipping in peaches and cream
It's 3 o'clock
The phone's off the hook
No one in the company knows where to look
CHORUS
Swinging on a vine
Laughing all the time
Playing is divine
And we're never on time
Closing Time - back to top
It's the end of the night
And it's time to go home
You say I must leave
And walk all alone
But even though the clock
Says it's closing time
There's a wound that is open
In this heart of mine
CHORUS
Oh please bartender
Please understand
Don't take the drink
From out of my hand
CHORUS
I know that it's hard
And you got to close the bar
But the problem with my heart
It don't close (hold)
At 2 am
It was years ago
That I saw her from afar
She was drinking rye whiskey
At the end of the bar
And now her seat is taken
By an old guy named Doc
Oh lord how I wish
I could turn back the clock
But my heart it still aches
It aches and it smarts
From being mistreated
And ripped all apart
CHORUS
I know I must appear
To be the drunkest person here
But my blood took all the poison
And my mind is very clear
And if I take a fall
And crack my head on the wall
Oh please let me die
Let it be my last call
Oh please bartender
Please understand
Don't take the drink
From out of my hand
CHORUS
You're Gonna Get Yours - back to top
You say you fight your war for freedom and democracy
Well I don't pretend to understand the complex bureaucracy
But I got two healthy boys and I intend to raise em
And if you try to take em away
I'm gonna kill you, you son-of-a-bitch
I know the sweet taste of oil is fastened to your intellect
Weighin' down your judgement like an ox rope-tied to the back of your neck
But your greed's no cause to take my boys, or anybody else's
And if you try to take em away
I'm gonna kill you, you son-of-a-bitch
I spent seventeen hours pushing that boy out
And fourteen on his brother
And I'll be damned if I join the ranks of too many son-less mothers
Now I'm a peaceful woman I don't want no trouble
I'm not the one to make it
But I swear to the gods of all that's just
If you take one of my boys
I'm gonna kill you, you son-of-a-bitch
It seems to me these dirty wars will go on without end
What's to do but sing my song and keep on prayin
That no more mothers have to lay their sons or daughters in the ground
For freedom or democracy, oil or land or power
Cause what good to us is freedom if you take away our hearts
So if you take our boys, better be prepared
You're gonna get yours, you son-of-a-bitch
You better run and hide, you son-of-a-bitch
Paintbrush Willie - back to top
The Ballad of Anne Can Anne - back to top
Loving on the Details - back to top
Requiem For The Man - back to top
Here lies a man
Who does not rest in peace
His whole life he used
To keep men on their knees
He turned away the grace God gave
Took his sister and brother as slaves
With fear he kept them chained
Only for his soul to save
Now none do fear
As he is laid in his grave
Here lies a man
Who took everything he saw
Do what you want
Was the whole of his law
He lived in a tower of stone
Where he spent his life all alone
Turned children out of their homes
And ruled the world by telephone
Now no one sheds a tear
As they bury his old grey bones
Here lies a man
Who likened himself to a god
He chose who lived or died
Now he goes down under the sod
What will he see down there?
Will he disappear into thin air?
Is he born again new and fair?
Does he live on in some nightmare?
Will he tumble down to hell
And cry out in despair?
Power is a dream
And some men don't sleep so well
Some men shake and moan
When they hear that graveyard bell
Now all the children gather round
As he is laid in the ground
And they pray for his soul to be found
And not in hell to be bound
But the man cannot hear
He cannot hear a sound
Rio De Oro Negro - back to top
At the bottom of the world runs a river black
It pushes one man forward and a million back
At its source it flows from an ancient hole
At the end this river goes up in smoke
It runs so fast but it's thick as pitch
And it is served by the ones the river made rich
CHORUS
They call it Rio De Oro Negro
The River of Black Gold
They say it's better to burn than to fade away
Read 'em and weep the river burns today
Some seek their fortune in the river of gold
Some get pulled under and others explode
Some find treasure and purpose I'm told
But when we all fall down into the river we go
CHORUS
The current she pushes like a mystery train
Driving cool black smoke up into my brain
I lost my senses, but not my nerve,
And I'm going to the place that I deserve
There is only one reason on this earth I abide
It is to cross this river and see the other side
CHORUS
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