1. |
Foundry of Fools
03:38
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E
[Your ignorance is treason]
Your ignorant reason
[Your arrogance proud reason]
Your arrogant proud treason
C D // // E sus
You sleep deep, your coffin‘n wheeze'n
E
Your fish-kills dye, rebirths your name of please’n
C
Meat puppet, talking heads pan heads pan heads
D Esus
Constipate so many arms, now again, fisting their dread
E
Yes the true walking dead..., dream on dream on
C D
You gotta ask yourself one question punk
E sus // //
Do you have a rich kids view of, spunk
E C
If you can even ask, as you do do, spunk’n
D E sus
Your ignorance you’re wear’n, as a heavy paper badge
E sus // // // //
Of imma left king rage’n, rag… [days skies, nag]
E
It’s your,barbwire cage, to be left right spade..., rise
C
So dig deep your whole, but not, in Holy ground
D E sus // // // //
We’ve prepared a special place..., for you ill found
E /
The foundry of fools, swimming in their pools
C D
Big fish big fish no water, none to quarter their wolves
E sus // // // //
Big fish little fish, - never had shoulders, to Schule
(c) 2019 ustaknow (alias)
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2. |
A Few More Folds
02:21
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The storm keeps pounding my flowers
Grateful for the rain
Never looking for the sunshine
Not worring ‘bout the pain
But I keep seeing them bending
Not moaning, that’s the wind
Spinning like, pin wheels
Stems taking it, on the chin
My... flowers... they got powers ...
Red, green, yellow and blue
They play music when the bill comes due
Yeah, when the bill comes due, its on que...
Nothing’s gonna change, in the storm winds blowing
Most things stay the same, a mess from the wind stones thrown
No new holes, but a few more folds
In the cracks from time, from wind blown crimes
The storm keeps pounding my flowers
Grateful for the rain
Never looking for the sunshine
Not worring ‘bout the pain
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3. |
Isn't It Where We Go
04:45
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I stand on the edge, every moment in time,
Of my life, goes from edge to edge
And leap the space, between each slice
How different is it out…
There..., should it be,
Any different..., out there, moment to moment
Planet to planet, between each small slice
Isn't it where we go anyway
When free of this rip'd tripping climb
Why rush the rush, of hushing time
If even to moons, and dust..., and-heatwave-rust
Isn't it where we go 3x's // //
Isn't it where we go 2x
Isn't it where we go 2x
If even to moon, and dust, and heatwave shush...
Why rush the rush, of hushing time
Risk provoking, a star frightening, angel crying, crime
So..., I stand on the edge
Every moment in time,
Of my life, every moment in the time, of your life
It goes from edge to edge, between gaps of white
And leap the space..., between each small slice
So far away..., but only a gap 2x (snap #2)
You be there, while I be here 2x (near #2)
Fast enough, to actually..., go, to, the, past
Isn't it where we go 2x's // //
Isn't it where we go 2x
Isn't..., it where we go 1x end
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4. |
Someone's Gotta Do It
01:27
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E e
Someone's Gotta Do It
Am e – a // //
Loving you baby
E
It's a dirty job but
Am // //
... hey, I’m glad tah do it
E
So glad to see you baby
E [Am]
I'm broke again
E D f# ^
So, lets go for a spin It's like playing the blues …
G g^ D [ // // ]
No one admits it, but-hey-they love to do it
E
Oh glad to see you baby,
Am
I'm broke again
E \ \ Am v
But when you break me baby, I don't, feel no pain
G D
Lord have mercy, but-give-you-a-free hand
A
Yah loving you baby
E D a v
It's a dirty job, but-I-just-love, doing it with you
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5. |
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G
China, Russia, Iran to Palestine
Oh what a funny bunch of valentines
All love stained, not in vein D
While the world just wants a, Frankenstein
G
Leave us off, next placation D
They won't take our, red-white, blue-nation
Leave us off, our new nation plate D
You can fill yourself from our blue ribbon stake
G
Out of focus, hokus poke us
One side says yes and the others too D
All argue and argue and argue and argue
G D
No not me, no not you, no you me, not too too too
G
Some poison pill and hundred proof still
Took control of our space, with zero grace
We need to get back
D // //
To our, garden, space
G
Leave us off, the next great, station
Any cross section of this track will do
With broken back camels stacked in back D // //
You can fight for your zeros, not our heros too
D
No not you, not me too, no you me not too..., too too
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6. |
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When you get lost
You're spirit may be found
hmmm in… Christ
Isis crisis God's damming losses
Don't let your spirit be found
oooohhh not among… them
Chorus:
Not among them
Not among them
Not among them
Don’t speak of fame’n fortune to [and] … youth
Not your, ... death stained... truth
What pains You, my Host
[ Chorus ]
A new song, a new song [or/alt: ahh, in Christ - riff’g]
Not among them
No, new..., songs...
[ Chorus ]
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7. |
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The right wrong words are what I seek
Your plastic love, does not preach
You say mean kind words to me
But I can't be what you want from me
Ch:
Lord God is Mercy
Yet you speak,
Your secrecies, fear, and miseries
You say, king kind words to be
Yet you know no knowledge for us to see
Self appoint opinions from other speak
Getting burned promise and scheme
Lord God is Mercy
Yet you speak,
Your secrecies, fear, and miseries
Why do preachers wallow beyond [in Gods] their depths
Your pained fear, lacks integrity
Generations, come, and they don't see
Just how swell, it [can] all, can be
Lord God is Mercy
Yet you speak,
Your secrecies, fear, and miseries
Ears for fears, make life's years of tears
Throats spew their darts, and make that mark
Brutes dressed as Lambs, seek secret slams
Lord save us from those, of the walking damned
Lord God is Mercy let Him speak
Speak no heresies know no Pain,
Fear, or miseries, in Them [the Trinity]
[Ch]
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8. |
She Stole My Heart
02:25
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I smacked into that street lamp, or was it a wall
The sugar high I craved, it just beckoned my all
If I could not have chocolate, I'd take white and tall
Oh God, she was a beauty, long and lean
Wrapped so tightly, sparkly and clean
I knew I had to have her no matter how mean
So I dug deep deep, deep into my pockets
I looked for any money to kindly unlock it
No holes, no cash, but plenty of nash
I scraped together enough, for just one chance
I'd get this dance, if even my last stance
So I dropped my money, and she took it all
And I got that big'ole chocolate - bar - fall
It clanked with a thunk
With me hitting, my bed bunk
I had no fear, as I did tear
Her paper dress off, and with a toss
I ate that chocolate bar, not a crumb was lost
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9. |
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Performance note: my initial music engaged E Major and E Locrian (3rd degree) scales played simultaneously on the D, G strings with the remainder as open and sympathetic.
E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9 E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9
Let us with a, glad – some mind, Praise the Lord, for He is kind
D6/9/A E/A Esus4/A
For His mercies shall endure, ever faithful, ever sure. A – men
A9, E/A, B7sus4/A, E/A, A9, E/A, B7sus4/A, E/A
E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9 E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9
Let us sound His, Name a – broad, for of gods, He is the God
E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9 E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9
He with all commanding might, filled the new made world with light [Amen]
[Removed today for brevity as music for possible intro to other]
D6/9/A E/A Esus4/A
For His mercies shall endure, ever faithful, ever sure. A – men
A9, E/A, B7sus4/A, E/A, A9, E/A, B7sus4/A, E/A
E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9 E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9
All things living, He doth feed, His full hand supplies their need
E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9 E/A B7sus4/A E/A A9 Asus4/9 A9
Let us then with, glad – some mind, praise the Lord, for He is kind [Amen]
[Removed today for brevity as music for possible intro to other]
D6/9/A E/A Esus4/A
For His mercies shall endure, ever faithful, ever sure. A – men
A9, E/A, B7sus4/A, E/A, A9, E/A, B7sus4/A, E/A … … G/A
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10. |
Echo of My Flesh
01:52
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Revealed in you
Treasure of my soul
Waterfall of my life (2x's)
New child birth
Echo of your flesh
My hope in you, is hope for me (2x's)
Treasure of heart
Treasure of my soul
Waterfall of my life (2x's)
We do our best
As family nest
And hope for all to come and join
Treasure of heart
Treasure of my soul
Waterfall of my life (2x's)
Victory of life, from
Host of our lives
Brings us as one In peace with all
In peace with all (2x's)
Treasure of heart
My still new world
My still new world (3x's)
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11. |
Through My Steps
01:36
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As I walk, through my steps
The four winds blew my shit
Through the door, of my wits, away
I found the Lord, did fill that pit
With-the-quick, from fitful days
And forgave, my ignorant ways
Never the less… I must, confess…
I could live life far better,
With less
So as I, count the days
Between grief stricken ways
I get comfort in the daze I, keep
As-I-bang, my head
Until, bloody well red
And keep, from talking, to the dead
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12. |
Fire Escape to Leaven
03:38
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Fire escape to Leaven, our new stairway to heavens’
You’ll climb their ladders, and risk them shove’in
And clap steel on steel, please know the feel // //
Realize to late, when self filled with hate
And like all the rest, take satan’s bate
The escape has no climb, down in the mine // //
It’s an easy path, the you and me graft
Just a quick cut and splice, it on the tough rice [Note: common grass used as *"food"; to heady maybe?]
Then grow in their plan, and not with His rough
All that glitters and rolled, so well for you
In a juuled clean tab, for you to have
Is the price, you pay, but only to stay
‘Cause the escape to Leaven, the one you seek
Only goes down not up, all’s quiet no peek
Escape to Heaven, our new stairway to Leavens’
Heave’in you’ll climb, down their ladders then,
Risk them shove’in clap steel, on steel, it’s reel, [no-typo]
Then you’ll know the feel, // //
Of life deception peels // //
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13. |
Rein From The Sun
02:55
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D F
Rein from the sun, pull the birds in
Am Em
Fish took the sky, and stars went to oceans
D D flat
Feathers burned bright but never out
G D
And then God said, silent with a shout…
Send back the reins and make them wet
Stars boil the oceans, make'em run red
Feathers caress the skin, of all my children's dread
Don't make me come down there, you'll all be put out then
And so it was, one night bright
Fit-full dreams get MTV nights
Bad millenial music, all dressed up right
Sounds like sheit, no matter the kite
So, lessons be learned, don't go to bed late
Or you'll be writing bad dreams, oh, whatta fate
Do the right things, and don’t do’em late
Pull the covers up tight and good dreams’ll be your date
So, lessons be learned, don't go to bed late
Or you'll be writing bad dreams, oh, whatta fate
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I never been to cathedral, of the lonely and damned
I hear it still stands, and..., still... quite grand
God purged man's hand, in hell fire attire
To keep it full, for man's can aspire
No never seen cathedral, of the lonely and damned
It's all right there, for all the people
But so is God-and-always, unequaled
So burned that cross, city center, lethal
No water touched it
Like none-above hell's pit
Like that wood spit nailed, to Him one year
He burned that wood down, and alone stands their fear
They plan on filling it, all right back
None speak of Him more than, in buckets of gone
So we'll see from the tithes pledged, pledged to rebirth
What a field of stone it may be, when He'll raze it again, down to dirt
Though I never been to cathedral, of the lonely and damned
I hear it still stands, though purged of man's hand
And yet all I hear, and see of it's care...
Is the ashes God laid there, and they still won't get near
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15. |
440-A (simple jam)
02:00
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N/A
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16. |
Ill Eagles and Ice
02:04
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D A G D
I see an ill eagle and I'm calling for ice
It's wing is broken and well, that ain't nice
I'm gonna scream it on the street if don't get a piece
'Cause this ill eagle's in bad shape and it may escape
I'm in need if ice
And I need it now
No I didn't say mice
I did say ice [I didn't say..., I did say Ice...]
I see an ill eagle and I'm calling for ice
It's wing is broken and well, that ain't nice
I'm gonna scream it on the street if don't get a piece
'Cause this ill eagle's in bad shape and it may escape
Oh won't somebody help me, help me please
This ill eagle's a screaming and won't keep the peace
I'm gonna scream it on the street if don't get a piece
'Cause this ill eagle's in bad shape and it may escape...
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