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STAND UP
IT TAKES A BRAVE SOUL TO STAND UP FOR LOVE
IT TAKES A GOOD HEART TO RISE ABOVE
THOSE PETTY THINGS WE'VE ALL SAID AND DONE
IT TAKES A BRAVE SOUL TO STAND UP FOR LOVE
DAY AFTER DAY WE WITNESS DESTRUCTION
LIVES LAID WASTE BY THE WORLD'S GOVERNMENTS
AGENTS OF CHAOS SOWING SEEDS OF CONFUSION
DANCING LIKE MAD MEN ON THE EDGE OF RUIN
THEY TAKE WHATEVER THEY WANT
BUT WHAT THEY WANT AIN'T NEVER ENOUGH
THEY TAKE AND TAKE
AND THEN THEY TAKE SOME MORE
PEOPLE SCRAMBLING HERE TO THERE
HEADLONG, WRECKLESS AND WITHOUT A CARE
OBLIVIOUS TO ANYONE BUT THEMSELVES
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT WE LIE AWAKE IN BED
WONDERING WHAT NEW CATASTROPHE LIES AHEAD
WILL I LOSE MY JOB? ANOTHER BOMB GO OFF?
IS UNCERTAINTY THE ONLY THING I CAN COUNT ON?
THE WORLD'S TIRED AND WANTS TO SLEEP
WEARY FROM SEARCHING FOR A MOMENT'S PEACE
WE DREAM AWHILE
AND THEN WE DREAM SOME MORE
OF SIMPLER THINGS AND BETTER TIMES
THINKING THOUGHTS THAT EASE OUR MINDS
LAZY DAYS SPENT WATCHING OUR GARDENS GROW...
NO ONE GIVES A DAMN
THE OLD MAN HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO MAKE OF IT
IT MADE NO SENSE
THE LOOK IN THAT YOUNG MAN'S EYES THAT SEEMED TO SCREAM AT HIM
MISTER, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN
THE OLD MAN JUST SHOOK HIS HEAD
"SON, I DON'T UNDERSTAND"
BUT THE YOUNG MAN JUST TUNED HIM OUT
AND TURNED HIS BACK
THE OLD MAN TOLD HIS WIFE THAT NIGHT
"WHAT'S BECOME OF OUR NEIGHBORHOOD? IT SURE DON'T FEEL LIKE HOME.
THAT YOUNG MAN LOOKED RIGHT THROUGH ME
I FELT LIKE A STRANGER WALKING DOWN MY OWN STREET"
HIS WIFE JUST SHOOK HER HEAD
"HUSBAND, I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WHAT COULD HAPPEN TO MAKE A CHILD
SUCH AN ANGRY MAN?"
THE YOUNG MAN WAS BORN AND RAISED THERE
BUT IN A DIFFERENT TIME, AFTER THE VIOLENCE CAME
AND AFTER ALL THE JOBS WERE GONE
AND PEOPLE STARTED TO LOCK THEIR DOORS AND WONDER WHO TO BLAME
THE YOUNG MAN JUST SHOOK HIS HEAD
"MAN, I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
AIN'T THE WAY IT IS HOW IT ALWAYS WAS?
NO ONE GIVES A DAMN..."
TO OUR FOUNDING FATHERS
BORN OF A REVOLUTION, SHE'S COMPROMISED HER IDEALS
SHE NO LONGER SEEKS SOLUTIONS, SHE'S ALL ABOUT MAKING DEALS
SHE'S BECOME A POLITICIAN, SHE DON'T GIVE A DAMN HOW YOU FEEL
BUSY MAKING CONNECTIONS TO THE MONEY ON THE HILL
OUR FOUNDING FATHERS MUST BE SPINNING IN THEIR GRAVES
SHE FOUGHT FOR FREEDOM FROM AN EMPIRE
FOR THE RIGHT TO SAY EXACTLY WHAT SHE MEANS
NOW SHE'S GONE AND MADE ANOTHER
FUCKING WITH EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE SHE CAN SEE
SHE'S CEDED POWER TO THE NEW KINGS AND QUEENS
SELF APPOINTED ROYALTY DOING PRETTY MUCH WHAT THEY PLEASE
OUR FOUNDING FATHERS MUST BE SPINNING IN THEIR GRAVES
FOLKS THESE DAYS SEEM TO GO ALONG
WHILE THEIR GOVERNMENT JUST GROWS AND GROWS
YOU'VE GOT TO PROTEST! DISOBEY AUTHORITY
TELL THOSE POLITICIANS "WE WON'T TAKE YOUR SHIT NO MORE!"
WHERE ARE THE TRUE PATRIOTS, ARE THEIR VOICES STILLED AND GONE?
WHAT WOULD OUR FOUNDING FATHERS HAVE TO SAY?
"YOU NEED A REVOLUTION!
AN OLD FASHIONED BURN DOWN THE BARN REVOLUTION!"
GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
WE BABBLE ON ABOUT BABYLON
EXTREMISTS AND TERRORISTS ARE ON THE RUN
WE'RE MAKING FRIENDS AND GIVING OUT GUNS
GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
THE PERSIANS REALLY WANT TO GET THE BOMB
THEY'RE TIRED OF THE WEST HAVING ALL THE FUN
WONDERING WHAT THEY'LL DO WHEN THE OIL'S ALL GONE
GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
WHILE THE REST OF THE WORLD JUST SPINS AROUND
HOPING SOMETHING BETTER WILL COME ALONG
LIKE EVERYBODY LIVING HOWEVER THEY WANT
THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD JUST SPINS AROUND
HEY MR. TALIBAN, OH, TALIBAN, PLEASE
THE OPIUM FARMER WANTS TO LIVE IN PEACE
GROW HIS POPPIES IN THE NOON DAY SUN
GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
MR. BIN LADEN, DON'T YOU WANT TO BE
A MARTYR TO THE CAUSE TO WHICH YOU SPEAK?
STRAP ON A BOMB AND BLOW YOURSELF UP
GROOVE TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
WHILE THE REST OF THE WORLD...
THE MORAL OF MY STORY, THE POINT OF THIS SONG
NOTHING'S MADE RIGHT WHEN EVERYONE'S WRONG
THE NEXT GENERATION WILL COME ALONG
STILL GROOVIN TO THE BEAT OF THAT MIDDLE EAST LOVE
THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY
IT WAS THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY, IN THE MIDDLE OF AMERICA
IN A MIDDLE CLASS TOWN, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
THAT A MIDDLE AGED MAN IN THE MIDDLE OF A THOUGHT
STOPPED HIS CAR AT THE LIGHT AND FOUND NO REASON TO GO
NO REASON TO GO ON
IT WAS AN ORDINARY DAY, HE WAS AN ORDINARY MAN
WITH HIS ORDINARY LIFE, AND HIS ORDINARY JOB
HE JUST SAT IN HIS CAR LOST IN THE FAMILIAR
WITHOUT A CLUE IN THE WORLD
AND NO IDEA WHERE HE WAS
THEN THE CARS BEGAN TO HONK, AND THE FACES TO STARE
SO HE JUST SHUT DOWN RIGHT THEN AND THERE
THEN HIS MIND WENT DARK, ALL SENSATION WAS GONE
IT'S AS IF HE JUST STOPPED WHILE THE WORLD MOVED ON
IT WAS THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY, IN THE MIDDLE OF AMERICA...
PEACELOVEDEB
THERE'S SOMETHING IN YOUR SMILE SO REVEALING
YOUR EYES TELL ME THERE AIN'T NOTHING YOU'RE CONCEALING
I WANT SOMEONE TO SEE ME AS I AM
AND CAN THINK OF NO ONE BUT YOU
THERE'S SOMETHING WHEN WE KISS, IT SENDS ME
TO PLACES I WANT TO GO IF YOU'LL LET ME
I WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE ME THERE TODAY
AND CAN THINK OF NO ONE BUT YOU
I GOT SO MUCH PEACE AND LOVE THESE DAYS
IT'S FALLING OUT OF MY POCKETS
AND I'M LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF IT
PLEASE UNDERSTAND THIS CHOICE I'M MAKING
PLACING MY TRUST IN YOU FOR THE TAKING
I BELIEVE WE'VE BOTH REACHED A POINT IN LIFE
WHERE IT'S TIME TO GET IT RIGHT
I THINK I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR
KNOW MY LOVE FOR YOU IS AN OPEN DOOR
I'LL DO ALL I CAN, AND IF YOU DO THE SAME
TIME WILL DO THE REST
WE'VE GOT SO MUCH PEACE AND LOVE THESE DAYS
IT'S FALLING OUT OF OUR POCKETS
AND WE'RE LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF IT...
STRANDS OF KARMA
I FOLLOW WHERE MY THOUGHTS LEAD, IT DOESN'T MATTER WHERE
I HAVE NO DESTINATION, NO SECRETS I COULD SHARE
WHAT I LEARN IS ALWAYS CHANGING
CONCLUSIONS ARE FAR AND IN BETWEEN
IT'S LIKE MOVING IN A CIRCLE
DREAMS EVOLVING INTO REALITY
I FOLLOW WHERE MY HEART LEADS, I OWE IT TO MYSELF
TO OFFER MY LOVE FREELY TO ANYBODY ELSE
I MEET UPON THIS ROAD I WALK
THERE'S NOTHING ELSE I'D RATHER DO
IT'S LIKE MOVING IN A CIRCLE
YOU FOLLOW ME, I FOLLOW YOU
I FOLLOW WHERE MY LIFE LEADS, I FILL MY EYES WITH SKY
QUESTIONS YET TO PONDER TO ANSWERS YET TO FIND
IT'S ALL A PART OF MOVING THROUGH THIS WORLD
FROM THE DARKNESS TO THE LIGHT
IT'S LIKE MOVING IN A CIRCLE
THERE'S ALWAYS ONE MORE CHANCE TO GET IT RIGHT...
COMPOSITES OF A SCATTERED YOU
SHE'S A GIRL OF SECRET PASSWORDS
THEY GAIN HER ACCESS TO WORLD'S THAT DON'T EXIST
A CLUE DISGUISED AS RUMOR
THE SHADOW THAT YOU THOUGHT YOU SAW MOVING ACROSS THE PAGES
THERE'S A MANNEQUIN IN HER TUB NAMED MARIE ANTOINETTE
A CAT THAT SHE CALLS NERO
AND A STATUE ON HER LAWN OF JUDAS ISCARIOT
A THOUSAND WINDOWS OPENED, WINDOWS SHE CAN CRAWL THROUGH
A THOUSAND LINES OF LOGIC
SHE MOVES THROUGH PORTALS LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER
TO A QUESTION SHE CAN'T REMEMBER
HER WALLS ARE LINED WITH PICTURES OF PEOPLE SHE'S NEVER KNOWN
WITH JARS AND VASES EVERYWHERE
FILLED WITH FLOWERS THAT NEVER GROW
SHE HAS FAR OUT NOTIONS, DRINKS FAR OUT POTIONS
SHE REALLY DIGS CONTRAPTIONS
HER CONVERSATIONS, ALL ACRONYMS AND REFERENCES
TO THOUGHTS FLYING THROUGH HER HEAD
SHE DRESSES ALL IN PURPLE, AND DANCES ROOM TO ROOM
HUMMING WORDS TO SONGS SHE LIKES TO SING
WHILE STARING AT THE MOON
SHE'S FLOATING COS SHE WANTS TO BE, A FOCUSED ECCENTRICITY
WRITING MESSAGES TO ETERNITY
SHE'S A GIRL OF SECRET PASSWORDS, BREECHING CODES AND FIREWALLS
LIVING IN HER MADE UP WORLD...
BARNABAS' BLUES
AIN'T IT LONELY IN THE MOONLIGHT LISTENING TO THE PACK DOGS HOWL
SLEEPING THROUGH THE DAYLIGHT WAITING FOR THE SUN TO FALL
WALKING IN THE DARKNESS WHERE THE DAMNED AND THE SHADOWS CRAWL
HAUNTED BY THE GHOSTS THAT LIVE IN THE PICTURES ON YOUR WALL
AIN'T IT LONELY IN THE MOONLIGHT LISTENING TO YOUR FOOTSTEPS FALL
MOURNING YOUR CURSE ON ANOTHER OF YOUR MIDNIGHT STROLLS
HER LOVE HAS ESCAPED YOU, HER MEMORY FOLLOWED YOU TO YOUR GRAVE
YOUR HEART HAS GROWN COLD, AND NOTHING FROM THE PAST CAN BE SAVED...
THE END OF CHILDHOOD (SONG FOR JOEL)
I HEARD THE NEWS TODAY, A FRIEND STOPPED ME ON THE STREET
WITH NEWS THAT OUR FRIEND HAD DIED, THE RAIN JUST FELL IN SHEETS
I STARTED TO WALK AWAY, I TURNED, BUT MY FRIEND HAD GONE
THERE WAS SOMETHING I WANTED TO SAY, THOUGH I'M SURE IT WOULD
   HAVE COME OUT WRONG
A FRIEND HAS DIED, A FRIEND I HAVEN'T SEEN IN YEARS
MY MIND'S FILLED WITH MEMORIES, THOUGH MOST HAVE DISAPPEARED
OF A CHILDHOOD LIVED SO VERY LONG AGO
OF THE THINGS WE WOULD DO, AND THE PLACES WE'D GO
WE THOUGHT WE'D STAY YOUNG FOREVER, BUT LIFE GOT IN THE WAY
WHEN WE'D BUMP INTO ONE ANOTHER, WE HARDLY KNEW WHAT TO SAY...