Hey! Could ya help, Jenny J.?
Gotta problem at home
And I don't really know what to do.
Oh! The kid's outta control
And the ring in the nose
And the terrible clothes gotta go.
And he won't listen to me
Is he just to blind to see?
See! That he's angry with me
And he doesn't feel love
As I give him the shove out the door.
And his problem is with me
Am I just to blind to see?
And it's what you need
Total Inside Makeover
Hey! Could ya help, Sally J.?
Would ya look at his hair
And the far-away stare in his eyes?
And I just don't understand
Is my head stuck in the sand?
I get by in a different way
I get by in this life in a different way
I get by in a different way.
I get high in a different way
I've got hope to cope with the everyday
I get high in a different way.
No other life will ever do
No other way can see me through
No other way.
I see things in a different way
I see color and life when there is gray
I see things in a different way.
I feel love in a different way
I've got hope to cope with the everyday
I feel love in a different way.
Looked at as one peculiar soul
Who prayed that God would not let go.
I get by in a different way
I've got something real.
Everyone makes choices
But I can't say which is right
And everyone makes promises
And only meant to lie
And I don't know what to do
And I don't know just what to say anymore
This is my life and times.
Lying down in darkness
with my ear against the door
I closed my eyes and caught
A fleeting glimpse and wanted more
Of the life that struck my soul
With feelings too great to ignore
But this is my life and times.
The seconds turn to days
And now I'm older
And I know it's time for me to start anew.
But I buckle from the weight
That's on my shoulders
And I need someone to help me through.
Daddy couldn't speak to me
Before he ceased to live
Although he held his hands to me
My eyes could not forgive
All the pain that they had seen
And hoped my mind would not relive
But this is my life and times.
Calling zealots of the inane
Dwelling on microcosmic lane
Outside the cosmic play unfolds
Indifferent to the truth that you hold
Screamin' in the streets with fists held high
Wavin' your flag in the air
Metal and leather and hair
Do you want to know if I even care?
When all the answers are made clear
Silence is all mankind will hear
Marchin' in the streets with arrogant pride
Wavin' your flag in the air
Rainbows and leather and flair
Do you want to know if I even care?
Wavin' your flag in the air
Civilization beware
Do you want to know if I even care?
I don't care.
Wavin' your flag in the air
Anger, rebellion, dispair
Do you want to know if I even care?
I don't care.
Looks like now the Beatles weren't so bad
Mr. Manson makes the Four look fab
'Cause death and evil is what sells today
And Walter Disney's spinnin' in his grave.
Grandpa's Woodstock acid wasn't brown
President lit up and passed it down
The days of outrage have all gone away
I bet that Disney's spinnin' in his grave.
Remember back to days when
Kids were kids and it was fun
And the kids didn't carry guns
While we were pleasure hunting
We got tricked like Elmer Fudd
Brainwashed by the media.
Inconvenienced by a small mistake
Mother chooses to exterminate
I wonder what the forefathers would say
The land of the free, home of the depraved
I bet that Disney's spinnin' round
I bet that Disney's spinnin'
I bet that Disney's spinnin' in his grave.
the rumors of your demise (oh my! oh yes!)
exaggerated at best (who knows? i guess)
and from what i surmise (oh my! oh yes!)
you've changed the world more or less
(so says the press)
hey mr. my hat is off to you
hey mr. my hat is off
i owe it all to you, i owe it all to you
with eloquence on your side (no lie, no way)
sincerity on your face (alright, ok)
and you look so dignified (no lie, no way)
my doubts are fully displaced (my fears allay)
trees are greener now
children laugh out loud
there is peace and harmony again
no pain or poverty
thanks to your policies
i heard it all on n.p. radio
then the birds will sing,
"thanks for everything!"
all the hindus bow
"thanks for the holy cows!"
in 2093, they'll curse your legacy
in 2094, they will exhume your corpse
Another hill
Another monster we can kill
A broken will
That tells me we are not alone
And it's comforting to know
It makes no difference
If it's said a million times
The word of life runs through our veins
Never forsaking me
You've brought me to my knees
And I will love you.
Another hill
Another hard to swallow pill
A void to fill
That tells me we are not alone
And it's comforting to know
You never leave me
We're not alone.
I knew a man with dirty hands
he blamed it all on me.
He tried to sue my point of view
'Cause he wants it all for free.
Got no wigwam
To call his own.
You can page him,
But he's got no phone.
I knew a man with dirty hands
Greets you with smiles full of teeth.
Was no surprise he had stars in his eyes
And a hole in his soul underneath.
Got no passport
To travel abroad.
Cash conversion,
Deception and fraud.
I knew a man with dirty hands
He wants it all for free.
(Instrumental with chants by Jerry Gaskill)
life's not boring it's just ordinary
like birds at rest inside a sanctuary
where the ancient meets contemporary
life's not usual it's ordinary
life's not futile it's just ordinary
if love is free and substitutionary
pain is bearable and momentary
life's not typical it's ordinary
life's not predictable it's ordinary
the here and now in only temporary
for a futuristic visionary
life's not fleeting it's just ordinary
More and more you're lookin' in
Play the game and never win
More and more I push inside
The negative and let it slide away
All the pain I fear in life
Becoming petrified...I internalize
More and more I feel the hand
Helping me to understand
more and more I wage a war
Fighting in the very core of me
All the pain I fear in life
Become petrified...I internalize
Locked away and try to hide
Never more the wise...I internalize
Sorrow needs a place to go
See the me you'll never know
Another day of winter
The sweat is building up
It always fails to amaze me
The ignorance erupts
Sandpaper grinding down
Turned my ego to a frown
Swimming in December
It's snowing in July
I'm trying to remember
I've forgotten how the thorn got in my side
Kick me in the stomach
It's supposed to be that way
Thank you for another
Can I have some more today?
No encouragement, no shot
No "I'm sorry" - Thanks a lot!
"Just be glad for what you've got."
Eleven years of wonder
I never figured out
The one who knows the score
But I'm not playing anymore
(Instrumental)
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away
the future knocked on my door and i was watchin' tv
the future knocked on my door but i was afraid
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away
hope it comes back again
i'll be ready this time
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away
the future knocked on my door and i was nursing my needs
the future knocked on my door but i was delayed
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away
hope it comes back again
i'll be ready this time
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away
the future knocked on my door and i was losing my mind
the future knocked on my door but i was insane
the future knocked on my door and i turned it away
hope it comes back again
i'll be ready this time
A Live Improvisational Jazz Odyssey (Honey)
So this is how the record ends
I found an empty box again
We used to have a passion play
But something all went wrong at the end of the day.
And I can't sleep and I can't eat
See me spin again
Not too sweet and missed a beat
But it's how the record ends.
I love the way the song begins
But disappointed by the end
Congratulations go to you
A special place awaits for all you put me through.
This is the last song and goodbye
Don't be a beast at least I gave the thing a try.
I'm so sorry how this record had to end.
This is Galactic Cowboys saying, "thank you,
And... good... niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!!!"
All songs written and arranged by the Galactic Cowboys.
All songs published ©2000 Galactic Cowboys, Squeekwotone Music ASCAP, except "hey mr.",
"Boom!", and "Bucket of Chicken" Squeekwotone Music/Groove Ulysses Music ASCAP.