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Tis a Revolution (a11)
Slippin’ and slidin’ the world’s collidin’
On the old gray mare I’ll be a ridin’
Calling out like Mister Paul Revere
Telling everyone that war is here
Put no faith in the institution
Come gather round tis a revolution
Rich man sailing on his fancy yacht
People dreaming about what he got
All his workers slaving doing over time
Ain’t against the law but it’s a crime
Rich man better make restitution
Come gather round tis a revolution
The people are talking on the street
A lot of them don’t have enough to eat
Some don’t got shoes to cover their feet
And there ain’t no way to beat the heat
I tell you I know the solution
Come gather round tis a revolution
Rappers they singing the ghetto’s rage
We all agree we gotta turn the page
Right now things aren’t the way to be
God made man and he made man free
Listen to the words of your religion
Come gather round tis a revolution
Atomic powers is sick with nuclear waste
Gives everyone alive a bad taste
The toxic chemicals are beyond awful
For sure that stuff is criminal
The world is dying from our pollution
Come gather round tis a revolution
We understand yes we see
You fill the land with futility
Democrat or Republican
Ain’t neither one to my likin’
What we need is a new constitution
Come gather round tis a revolution
Slippin’ and slidin’ the world’s collidin’
On the old gray mare I’ll be a ridin’
Calling out like Mister Paul Revere
Telling everyone that war is here
Put no faith in the institution
Come gather round tis a revolution
Making Day Out Of Night
A sad song on the radio
About a lover who had to go
I cried my eyes dry
When you said goodbye
Making day out of night
Making day out of night
Making day out of night
Whatever it takes I’ll make it right
Jesus turned water into wine
It’s a miracle you were mine
Like an angel you flew away
Guess I had my judgement day
Half my life was an endless search
For a love you’ll never find in church
When I found you I was born again
Never knowing there’d be a final amen
Making day out of night
Making day out of night
Making day out of night
Whatever it takes I’ll make it right
You’re a rhyme from Shakespeare
But I’m no Romeo I fear
Help me Lord I’ll rewrite the play
In the end forever you’ll stay
Making day out of night
Making day out of night
Making day out of night
Whatever it takes I’ll make it right
Driving All Night
Woman you mean the world to me and more
I know I’ve never said those words before
Just like I never said “I love you”
But woman I really do love you
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
Oh Lord baby I can’t get nothing right
I’m a dirty old dog whose been chasing a bone
I lived a whole lifetime on my own
But you and me we made ourselves a home
It’s the only home I’ve ever known
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
Oh Lord baby I can’t get nothing right
So when you said goodbye what could I say
I cried when you said you were going away
I’m out on the road searching for you
It’s the only thing that I could do
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
Oh Lord baby I can’t get nothing right
Woman you mean the world to me and more
I know I’ve never said those words before
Just like I never said “I love you”
But woman I really do love you
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
I’ve been driving all night
Oh Lord baby I can’t get nothing right
Serious Songs
Colorful curvy crescendo
Lustfully laughing letting go
Creativity circling captivatingly
Whirling twirling revolving reality
Somewhere
In the melody of the air
In the space where grace
Kisses my face
In warmth of embrace
To be profound I dare
Of silent sound aware
Magical mystical mystery
Understand the mending hand
Of Theodore transcending history
An ancient relic?
Somewhat psychedelic
Mild insanity
Forbidding vanity
Loose lines of ink
Lavender, fuchsia, pink
A galore of more
The radiant rays of the sun
Reaching everyone
To tiny boxes square
Creatures confined with care
Who, what belongs?
In serious songs
Fantastically fine
Second guessing
Forever possessing
Yet never mine
Now from a distance
Reckless resistance
Be aware
Of spirals in prayer
So I say with pride
Break on through to the other side
Little Black Box
God grand creator of the universe
By whose hand the Earth’s form took
No matter how profound the verse
Could you be contained in a book?
Omnipotent infinite able to do all
To be in a block box ever so small
You’re able to make real the slightest whim
Would you make a home in my poem?
Black and white laws a system of rules
They quote the Bible as perfect fools
Twisting manipulative serving their own end
They mock your Spirit and call you friend
Crystal clear to Love it is to obey
Yet their love is but a word they say
In slavery bound by their sin and desire
They claim the truth but each is a liar
The little black box it sits on my table
Whatever your will it is then able
The little black box I put it on my shelf
I look inside only to find myself
A firefly captured by children in delight
They gaze at the magical mystical light
Your in the black box I have no doubt
Perhaps one day I will let you out
These words perhaps they depict your soul
To show you love yes that is my goal
In a little black box tiny as a star
In a little black box is where you are
Contrast, there is heaven there is hell
You’ll see the difference it is easy to tell
Love is the word written on my heart
In a little black box never to part
In a little black box kept secure
I wish it was something better something more
A little black box they do not understand
From deep within there comes the command
Listen my dear one and yes you’ll hear
But could you hear and not know fear
A little black box convenient in hand
I wonder if you’ll ever understand
Words
Around town the sound found on the street has a funky beat
Rappers and girl slappers struggle for victory or defeat
Politicians pontificate policies perpetuating pure hate
Their truth is lies in disguise how passionately they debate
Words- they make up this song
Words- They define right and wrong
Words- Hear the poor man cry
Words – They sell you a lie
Bums out in the cold surviving from dumpster diving
A chicken in every pot they forgot who they’re jiving
Rich men never go to jail if they fail they pay a fine
See the priest feast he got some line about being divine
Words- they make up this song
Words- They define right and wrong
Words- Hear the poor man cry
Words – They sell you a lie
Put letters together and move your tongue
In fuse the blues a song is sung
Rock and roll refugees with long hair
In the land of the free they don’t care
Debt slaves till we enter our graves
In the end my friend only Jesus saves
Propaganda penetrates a panoply of pretense
Killing and war is evil it’s a matter of common sense
The Vodka is strong you belong if you drink it straight
Don’t wait articulate what you think try to relate
Words- they make up this song
Words- They define right and wrong
Words- Hear the poor man cry
Words – They sell you a lie