Free looks here Free looks hear In case I’m not clear You can listen, too Sing and dance… do what you wanna do Free looks here Free looks hear If I’m not coming in clear Tune into the tunin’ Once you’re in you’re jammin’ Free looks here Free looks hear Appreciate the round of beer Mighty neighborly of you So, it’s the least I can do…. (jam) Free looks here Free looks hear Love your heart-warming cheer Love the response from you Sing and dance… do what you wanna do
What do your wealth and mouth Have in common? Money is a medium of exchange And so is language Pop the cork… champagne fizz Put your money where you mouth is Her’s and His’ Want to transfer fast cash fast Don’t let another moment pass Pay your dues in the past Your word is in the future’s grasp Don’t let strife Ruin your life Free yourself from the chains of exchange Make Mother Nature your wife Put your money where your mouth is There’s an urgency in this currency quiz Her’s and His’
Can you hear hell? Clear as a bell IF judgment is coming Why are you running Well, can’t you tell You can’t outrun hell Can you smell hell? Not hard to tell Rotten eggs n’ burning sulfur Nausea and diarrhea sufferer Judgement day is on the way Well, you can’t outrun hell Can you taste hell? Bitter farewell An aftertaste of human waste Laid to waste in our haste Mankind fell Trying to outrun hell
Are you aware of the squawking bird Beware of the squawking bird Squawking bird How absurd Squawked for hours About hers not ours Does anybody know Where did the scarecrow go (If they only had a brain that was sane….) Screeching bird How absurd Screeching for days About changing ways Ours not hers Relentless bird How absurd Acts as if no one heard Never occurred? Has anyone heard From the silent bird Let’s look in the giblets
Tistical was a statistical was Too late to have been a “has been” Born being with the being leaving Tistical… not really a free radical After all Eeeeee! Go, Tistical! After what id did you should have hid But no! Super ego left the building You know? Look at your feet stuck in conceit Conceit defeat Change your goal to the heart in your soul Forward roll Into freefall Eeeeee! Go, Tistical! Let go of your ego Ego freefall Eeeeee! Go, Tistical! Electrical juice in cutting it loose Eeeeee! Go, Tistical! Freefall Ego Tistical, let go
What did you have for dinner? What did you eat of supper? It sure looks like you ate hate With your eyes you pillage, loot and rape Do "know" wrong if I'm "The Great" Fill you innards with beast and fouls/fowls For Judgement Day when you spill your bowels When things get too dry The bird gives the dirt a try Splashing about in a dust bath Scorched earth from Man’s wrath This is the part of the song Where I ask you to sing along "Home! I'm coming home" But since you ate hate I'm afraid it's too late Suffer in misery alone ABOUT THE SONG Style: Alternative Rock Chords: Capo 3 (Gdim) E A / C B7 E / 102BPM Jazz Rock Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard
A robot took my job away They don't wanna pay a man to work these days Automation, I've heard it said.... Is the best thing since sliced bread But, hey! Hey, hey, hey! I've got something to say A 'bot took my job today (What are we going to do anyway?) Our future drama dilemma Puts pressure on our dogma As they reconstitute the absolute Cloud vortex gives birth To the wicked witch of the North Time is nigh to release That which is good in the East
For those that think it's best The rest are just a pest If you try to address their mess They'll pass the buck to the next Patriot bull$hit Political rhetoric (This $hit is thick) Do no harm? Sound the alarm! Men in suits stole the loot Savage beast... to say the least For those that boast "I'm the most" At last, first will be last At last, last will be first Their reign quenching our thirst Redemption nation Alienation salvation (Hallelujah hallucination) Is justice justified Is your hide on the ride Was downside... now upside
Look around for the downpour Reigning down on the poor Poor bastards can't take it any more Look around for the downtrodden Being ruled by the rotten Poor bastards all but forgotten The authority isn't right by me See the "blind eye" so clearly An elixir for the grifter Disrupting harmony The authority isn't right by me See the "blind eye" so clearly Watch him shake and break until nobody's free We're found in the downpour Raining down on our core Rich bastards getting cleansed for sure We're found with the upbeat Singing voices... dancing feet Shuffle play and repeat