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I Shall Not Be Moved
04:52
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There was a time
When all the world
When all the world it really got to me
There was a time
When so many things
When so many things they meant a lot to me
But then it got
Got to be all too much
And it started to wear
Wear me out
And all my values and all my dreams
They were cast in doubt
And I said, I shall not be moved
There was a a time
When all I did
When all I did was preach the good word
There was a a time
When it mattered not
When it mattered not if I got heard
But then it got
Got to be all too bleak
And I started to lose my way
And from the point on my black and white world
Well it blurred into gray
Nothing you say and nothing you do
Is gonna get to me
I stand apart
Stand apart
Stand apart from thee
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He likes to wear his trusty Dockers
And his Member's Only coat
When it comes to fashion sense
He sort of missed the boat
Not good, not bad, average
He likes to mow his own lawn
He likes his house in the 'burbs
He has an ideology
That nothing disturbs
Not good, not bad, average
He likes his eggs over easy
With toast with grape jelly
He doesn't even try anymore
To hide his middle-age belly
Not good, not bad, average
He likes to drive his SUV
And he cranks up the heavy metal
If someone dares to cut him off
He just slams on the gas pedal
Not good, not bad, average
He likes to eye the teenage girls
They bring to mind his lost youth
But when it comes to seeing himself
He'd rather ignore the truth
Not good, not bad, average
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No Explaination Given
04:18
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It could have been an ordinary morning
Just like the one that had come before
But for some reason it felt different to you
Your feet felt strange when they hit the floor
You thought about your mom
And the love she'd never shown
You felt alone
No explanation given, no reason known
You opened up the toy box in the corner
A GI Joe and a red plastic truck
You took them out smashed them all to pieces
You contemplated your lousy luck
You thought about your friends
And how they seem so grown
You felt alone
No explanation given, no reason known
It is not enough to say that nothing can be done
Not until you've tried everything under the sun
It could have been an ordinary afternoon
But it did not turn out that way
What went on inside your troubled head
Who can ever say
You took those lives into your hands
And then you took your own
Dead as a stone
No explanation given, no reason known
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4. |
Never Knew His Name
05:07
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He lives in apartment seven two six
Rarely see him come and go
Like everyone else around here
He’s from China
Never once did he ever say hello
He would set his dinner on fire every fucking night
Then he would vent it out his front door
He would set off the building’s fire alarm
Dude has a lot to answer for
Never knew his name
Never knew his name
Doesn’t matter one or the other
They all look and act the same
Never knew his name
Everyone wants the American Dream
And they’ll do anything to obtain it
They’ll say it adds to the diversity
Yeah that’s how they like to explain it
But they’re not interested in who or what you are
They only want what you got
And once they move into your neighborhood
It’ll go from a trickle to an onslaught
So one day this dude he moves out
And he leaves behind a pile of shit
And by shit I mean it quite literally
With a stink that just won’t quit
The sink is piled high with dishes
A testament to what’s his name
Someone else can just clean it up
Obviously he has no shame
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Memoirs of a Visible Man
04:47
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Well I came here out of nowhere
A bolt of lightning in the dark
I stuck around for awhile, I did it on a lark
And when I felt I'd seen enough
I put in my two cents
These are the memoirs of a man
Not sitting on the fence
Well I got out on the TV, I got on the radio
I beat my chest like an angry ape
Said, I won't go with the flow
I spoke out loud and clearly
Spoke in a way you could understand
These are the memoirs of a visible man
Well I said things controversial about all the minorities
About how they were taking over
Didn't care who disagrees
Some people called me obnoxious
But I knew I was in the right
These are the memoirs of a man
Who's ready to fight
I kicked up quite a ruckus, I caused quite a storm
People sent me death threats
My image wasn't fuzzy and warm
I turned up the heat, had a master plan
These are the memoirs of a visible man
You can say that you don't like me
You can say all you can say
But I am sticking to my guns, I won't go away
And if you do bump me off
Someone like me is standing nearby
These are the memoirs of a man who just won't die
Well I came out of nowhere but I have left my mark
Some would rather call it a stain
Let them all be eaten by a shark
I raised my voice, shouted out across the land
These are the memoirs of a visible man
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6. |
I Was Never Here
04:43
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We pass each other
Out on the street
And we don't bat an eye
At everyone we meet
I am nothing
No shape or form
Swat me like a fly
You don't know me
Never did
I was never here
No hellos and no goodbyes
I was never here
Was never here
We live like strangers
In a strange old world
We don't make a connection
You come first
I come last
Just like natural selection
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Once you lie to me we're done
We're done
It only takes one lie
Just one
You may think I'm way too hard
But trust me I've been burned
And if I go against my guts
Then it's like nothing has been learned
Are we OK
You want us to be
We're not OK
It's a tragedy
What in holy hell do you want
What in holy hell do you want from me
You may think that I'm just being ridiculous
But that is part of the deal
My little miss
You want me to be easy
And just make nice and go along
But all that I am
Says you're wrong, you're wrong
Won't I just play your game
I can't play your game
Won't I pretend we're still the same
We're not the same
Things that you have said sound suspect
Just the way that you so skillfully misdirect
No surprise when I caught you
In the middle of a big fat fib
Just the way that you talk it's so smooth
And so cool and so glib
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8. |
Kicked to the Curb
03:32
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Once upon a time
It was all shiny and new
And everyone oohed and aahed
But as time went by
The shine wore off
To reveal a decaying facade
And then it was kicked to the curb
Tossed out with the trash
It was kicked to curb
Gone, gone, gone with a flash
Once upon a time
It held a lot of promise
But then the promise never got fulfilled
And bit by bit
It all fell apart
What was willing got unwilled
Once up a time
It was all about the future
But now the future is all but in the past
No one thinks about it
Gives it a second thought
Yeah nothing is built to last
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Grief is a Humble Angel
05:18
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If you wake up feeling no pain
You know that you are dead
Better that you feel something bad
Than feel nothing like Dylan said
In some ways the pain is good for you
It puts your gear box into drive
With all these dead souls wandering around
At least you know you are alive
Grief is a humble angel
Who gives you strength to carry it on
Depression is a demon
Who leaves you quartered and drawn
Grief is a humble angel
Who gives you comfort and gives you hope
Depression is a demon
Who leaves you at the end your rope
When the world leaves you brokenhearted
With its cruelty and its hate
You can either hide inside your darkened room
Or you can try to break down the gate
You can see your pain as a useful tool
To express what's deep inside
Either way that you choose to live
In the end you can't run and hide
It wearies me; you say it wearies you
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it
What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born
I am to learn
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me
That I have much ado to know myself
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10. |
Getting Mighty Crowded
05:52
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Can't breathe in here
Can't catch my breath
Getting pushed and shoved
Till I have no depth
Someone's above me
Someone's below
Shoving me out
Nowhere to go
Getting mighty crowded
Getting mighty crowded in here
Getting mighty crowded
Watch me disappear
Feeling pretty cramped
Feeling pretty squeezed
Ain't got no money
My assets freezed
No room for me
Down at the inn
Punched in the guts
Slapped on the chin
Show me some mercy
Give me an assist
Open up your hand
Unball your fist
You got the power
And I got squat
Lord it over me
Like a twat
No place to go
No place to hide
You hollowed me out
From the inside
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11. |
Forgotten Man
05:02
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He's got a face only his own mother would love
No, no one else could really care
He wears a suit two sizes to small for his frame
Don't ask me 'bout his funky hair
The only time anyone ever sees him
Is when they poke fun at his goofy look
They might say,
"What's the deal with that lame-ass guy
Why is he a lame-ass schnook"
So what if he is
What you gonna do about it
He works his job like he's supposed to
Never questions nothing that he's told
He's been doing it for twenty-long years
Doing it for so long that now he's old
Yeah, he got old
He is the forgotten man
It is his one and only claim to fame
He is the forgotten man
Who can remember what's his name
Every day it's he eats the same old thing for lunch
Ham on white with dash of mustard
Sometimes he dreams about changing his life
But most of the time he's just flustered
He'd like to go off on a vacation
Maybe visit some exotic ports of call
But every time he asks for a little time off
His boss says, "You've got lots of gall
Whaddya think this is, some kind of charity"
What's his name
Well I know you forgotten man
I see you forgotten man
I won't forget you forgotten man
This is for you
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Everyone's in bed, most are fast asleep
As still as a painting, not counting their sheep
Nothing's gonna move them or wake them from their snoring
Night has fallen down, the day has slipped its mooring
All quiet on the eastern front
All quiet on the eastern front
We're all asleep now
We're all asleep
There's a little girl, propped up in her bed
She's reading a book, thoughts fill her head
"What will become of me and how will I survive
Is it just enough to be completely alive"
Don't bother to wake us
At half past never
Don't bother to wake us
We are out forever
There's a little boy, he's staring into space
He is wishing on a star, dreaming of a different place
How will he get there, he can't really say
And though he's feeling frightened
He wants to be on his way
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