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Your Brave New World
04:20
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She says, ‘Don’t bother waiting around.”
I say, “Don’t waste your time in the crowd.” Like looking into glass, every piece is unique Like steppin’ out the door, tongue in cheek
Like an old pan, your mind will rust
Say hello to your intention
Say hello to your brave new world
Drops you dead when the world is at your hand
The man says, “I weep for the chosen few.” The woman weeps at the turn of screw
Like every solid question is a mark before god Like a kiss on the cheek, a wink and a nod
Like the devil at a party, perfectly dressed
Say hello to your intention
Say hello to your brave new world
Drops you dead when the world is at your hand A Woo Hoo Hoo
Time is a copter
Ego, an airplane
You better watch your step
You better watch your step
You better check yourself now
A Woo Hoo Hoo
The screen says, “Don’t bother with your brother.”
The new gods say, “Don’t say these words!”
I say “People get what they deserve.”
Like all you need is given from a lollipop spoon
Like every single era draws its knowledge from a tomb Like to know is to really not
Say hello to your intention
Say hello to your brave new world
Drops you dead when the world is at your hand A Woo Hoo Hoo
Time is a copter
Ego, an airplane
You better watch your step
You better watch your step
You better check yourself now
A Woo Hoo Hoo
Woo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo
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2. |
Cowboy
05:32
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What do a Cowboy know?
Riding on the trail from dawn to dusk What do a cowboy say?
Riding all alone on the range
What races through his mind, wind blowing across his face? With the chores all done at the end of another day.. Cowboy, oh, cowboy, your love is miles away
Well how can he cross the fields that separate you from him? When does he lay his head down on another sleepless night? He says, “One more dance tonight with a lonesome hand?” ‘Then I’ll start the day all over, once again.”
She says in a letter, “Cowboy, will you hang up them reins?” “Will you make it home to stay?”
And the Cowboy knows the times they do change
But the dream is still held tight..
And the cowboy knows the times they do change But the dream is still held tight..
What do a Cowboy know?
Harmonica or accordion solo
What do a Cowboy know?
When he’s riding on the range all alone What is a Cowboy to say?
When he wants to come home to stay When he’s longing for his home to stay
And the Cowboy knows the times they do change
But the dream is still held tight..
And the Cowboy knows the winds may climb, clamoring at his side What do a Cowboy know?
What do a Cowboy ever know?
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3. |
By The Natural Light
03:38
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By the natural light she spoke like paisley knaves on through a joke of such I said the her " I asked what have I done?"
I prayed and yearned for one, said have some fun
By the natural light she spoke, I moved the way articulate to tote Perhaps a fall or maybe fly?
I can't be sure, I don't know why
Something about the way we held ourselves, move alone
By the natural light oh yeah Refrain
By the natural light she spoke, she said, "I'm going away, I got to get
out of here," "Something about freedom and fallin' ain't exactly clear where I want to go."
She left something with me, and that she spoke
By the natural light yeah Refrain-
What are you saying to me? What are you saying to me? Goodbye?
harmonica solo
By the natural light she spoke, she said, "I'm leaving now, this times for sure," "Something not far but somethings close between."
"Maybe I was a lonesome cowboy Bill,” and that she spoke.
By the natural light, oh yeah Refrain
What are you saying to me? What are you saying? Goodbye?
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4. |
Drink A Little Drink
04:07
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Well, drink a little drink with all your drunk soul
Drink a little drink, I’ll fill your bowl
With stories I will tell, I’ve been from here and back from hell So, won’t you drink a with me
Did I ever tell you about the time a woman took my heart
A woman, a woman, a god damn woman
You know I gave up all my world, drinking, drugs and whores
Just to give her all I had, just to please her mom and dad
Then she took off with a big hunk of meat, with pockets full of gold I knew that I’d been beat, but she didn’t have to cheat
So, drink a little drink to me, to me
Drink a little drink to me, to me, just drink a little drink to me Drink a little drink to me, to me, to me
Just drink a little drink to me
Well, did I ever tell about the time I was in the Yukon The Yukon the Yukon, the god damn Yukon
It was 40 below in the in the freezing snow
We have little left to eat; we had no fuel left for heat Then Ed, he took to bitchin’, he was saying he was cold Well, I buried my hatchet deep in his head
I’ll tell you friends will stick with you till the end
So, won’t you drink a little drink to me, to me Just drink a little drink to me,
So drink a little drink to me, to me
Just drink a little drink to me
Harp solo to verse
Well my friends that’s the end
The end, the end, the god damn end
Well I need one more for the road
To all the stories that been told
So let us raise our glasses high to all that life does hold Well, here’s to good friends, here’s to good cheer
Well, here’s to rum, whiskey and beer!
Here’s to god and the devil too!
Here’s to me and here’s to you!
So, drink a little drink to me, to me
Just drink a little drink to me,
Drink a little drink to me, to me
Just drink a little drink to me
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5. |
I Kinda Like Her Way
03:23
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I kinda like the way her hair falls down her face, it leaves me better
I kinda like the way she’s subtle full of grace, hmmm
I kinda like the way the candlelight it bathes her right as she slips into my room I kinda like her way
I kinda like the way her style shades her pure form
I kinda like the way she says take me dancing, you can take me anywhere
And the way she trembles with desire deep behind her eyes
As the hazelet drops give way to eternity as she cries
And words were written
She has no need for me to be her; she just wants me in her world
She has no need for forever; she’ll take tomorrow or today
In her soul, she is complete, to handle dark times as they come and go
Her eyes on god eternally, a glory to behold
And words were written
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6. |
Captain America
05:52
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We left for New Orleans in the early hour Went through a town destroyed by its power I guess we’ll never know Captain America
I guess won’t see any difference today
I told them about a way of life of gold untold
It was so indifferent; I was thrown out of the farm I guess we’ll never know Captain America
I guess won’t see any difference today
The deliverer got control of the purse
Giving killers kitchen knives, poison to carve up cakes of pleasure I didn’t tell you they’d carve out your heart
I guess we’ll never know Captain America
I guess won’t see any difference today
Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
I was in the super-modern ego, fuck you fast paced lane
I had fear and I didn’t care if I was insane
I slept in the crotch of artificiality
When I got back home I found nothing changed at all, yeah at all I guess we’ll never know Captain America
I guess won’t see any difference today Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
Well the night fell and I faded into the clear
Well I wondered why I was meant for here, yeah for here I guess we’ll never know Captain America
I guess we won’t see any difference today
Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
Say, I guess we’ll never know Captain America I guess we won’t see any difference today Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
Gonna rise up, sing it anyway
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7. |
Your Soul
03:26
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Well I couldn’t have thought any longer, about where I stood with you And the capsizing rhythms of falsity grew adeptly for you
I bled I said, you can’t, I won’t, follow, hide it from your sight
I bled I said, you can’t, I won’t, follow, hide it from your sight
From your sight
Fought like a crime indefinitely, the subtle put to waste
And all that was built in the spark of life is falling to your fate Approach I said, you can’t, I won’t, follow, hide it from your sight Approach I said, you can’t, I won’t, follow, hide it from your sight Calling out, for one last breath, calling out yeah, yeah
To your soul
Well I couldn’t have thought any longer, about where I stood with you And as it fades, you know, there’s nothing I can do
Approach I said, you can’t, I won’t, follow, hide it from your sight Approach I said, you can’t, I won’t, follow, hide it from your sight Calling out, calling out, for one last breath,
Calling out, calling out to our soul
Hear me calling out, calling out, yeah, yeah
To your soul
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8. |
The Beat Goes On
05:00
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Wander the streets, get real mean
Grab your gun, the march goes on
All sailors and lovers, come along
On and on and on and on and on and on and on, yeah the beat goes on
Shake your booty, don't wear underwear If you take drugs, we don't care
Forget your past, the march goes
All poets and prophets come along
On and on and on and on and on and on and on, yeah the beat goes on
We're going over edges, we're going over lines We're going mad, man we're losing our minds
Throw our religion, throw the schools Throw out the Congress, throw the rules Dump your planks, the march goes on On and on, the beat goes on
On and on and on and on and on and on and on, yeah the beat goes on
We're going over edges, take it to the right
Turn off the tube, turn up the sound Tonight we drink, fall to the ground Don't try to stop us, the march goes on Viva to you, Viva La Revolution
On and on and on and on and on and on and on, yeah the beat goes on
Where it ends, nobody goes
When it ends, nobody ever knows
Hey Hey Hey, Heidi Heidi Ho
La-di-la-di la, la-di-la-di-go
On and on and on and on and on and on and on, yeah the beat goes on
Where it ends, nobody goes
When it stops, nobody ever knows
Yeah the beat goes on, yeah the beat goes
On and on and on and on and on and on and on On and on and on and on and on and on and on yeah the beat goes on
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Mateo y Las Manos Pesadas Colorado Springs, Colorado
Mateo Y Las Manos Pesadas is a fusion of minstrel on the edge with Latin American percussion and passion. The songs and performance are a chronicle of a spiritual and musical journey.
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