My kind of soldier
Paralyze the chains
Soft the shelled remains
Stun the strike brigade
They are played
Out with cheek and hair
Take the right to bare
Teeth to bite them down
In the ground
my kind of soldier
you can ride on my shoulders when youve won
fight for the moment of control
when it opens then its gone.
introduce your pride
to the other side
vaporize the trial
with denial.
my kind of soldier
you can ride on my shoulders when youve won
fight for the moment of control
when it opens then its gone.
My Son, My Secretary, My Country
with your mission wilting,
and your kids sulking,
happy birthday mr. sink.
throw your flowers in the river and drink.
weve got cowbells and clay,
make us all obey,
and work will be of worth,
for the sketch of explorers,
and the hot air annoyers,
good men destoyers,
future employers,
cowboys and lawyers,
and we all will be warriors.
Rahhhhhhhhh!
I'll Replace You With Machines
If since the letter,
made a deal go sour,
on pacts of golden seal,
post marked.
aint it funny how it gets there,
and they say it never does,
ill replace you with machines,
i cant face you.
so i wrote a letter,
to the messenger of my dreams,
i see him at a party,
endlessly.
aint it funny how it gets there,
and they say it never does,
ill replace you with machines
i cant face you.
She Goes Off At Night
she goes off at night,
never in the day,
to jesus knows where,
and seek vibrations,
???,
in grand teacups,
for she is the queen,
where has she been.
step out from the sheild,
hiding from the dreams,
where she has to bear,
the realization of ?never being?,
?the moon? spinning,
with messages ?burned?,
what has she heard.
Beat Your Wings
will the wind that scatters dust,
reveal its secrets,
speak to us,
of many things.
in the morning when she comes,
the bird who wakes you with her song,
she'll beat her wings.
she will rise again.
and ride a perfect high,
and find a sweet seed growing,
and never know why,
she sees anything.
one more inch,
for no more reason,
go without you even yet,
and death you sing.
pass it by with once discovered,
time to stop wasting time,
what will you bring,
you will rise again.
and ride a perfect high,
and find a sweet seed growing,
and never know why,
you hear anything.
bless the sunlight,
grab the stakes and make you over,
save the bullet,
price the sandmans head,
this time do not roll over,
beat your wings.
yeah hear them sing
of up there in the glimpse of silence
up there.
when the days have come to pass
our journey broken gone at last,
well beat our wings,
shadows take familiar skin,
so recognize them dont give in,
well beat our wings,
we will rise again.
and ride a perfect high,
and find a sweet seed growing,
and never know why,
we feel anything,
yeah anything,
yeah beat your wings.
Useless Inventions
these time's usless inventions,
satisfy inquiring minds,
what about a piece of pretention,
in production ugly schemes,
realize the world of quick fix dreams.
come on and purchase the new one,
be the first to strap it on.
lose antiquated fixations,
that you cannot be without.
for a nice try change this model out.
feed on a stroke of brillance sometimes.
to cover up the oldness in your eyes,
from noticing the coldness in our lies,
dont know if its a miracle or a curse,
maybe we can help you to feel worse.
these days usless inventions,
simplify or complicate.
youve got the keys to the kingdom,
that through which you quickly move.
that from small beginnings must improve.
feed on a stroke of brillance sometimes.
to cover up the oldness in your eyes,
from noticing the coldness in our lies,
dont know if its a miracle or a curse,
maybe we can help you to feel worse.
tap the curiousity of your youth,
are you seeking dare or taking truth,
never knowing what will come up next,
will it be the panic switch or select.
well its, too late to change your connection,
didnt even get through inspection,
copyright divine interventions,
getting tired or usless inventions.
Dirty Water
mess me up, scratch liquid,
field tested, dirty water,
fell asleep, and found it boat.
cross my heart not to return,
watch it burn, dirty water, all of it.
flag torn, half rations,
steel rusted, dirty water,
found a tree and hitched me up.
brought me down to all i had done,
wouldn't float, dirty water, none of it.
The Best Of Jill Hives
Paid up weathered and type-o,
clad in gladstone watch him go,
swimming beneath the microscope.
hello lonely bless the nation.
mr. skip to all or none,
wooden soldiers fall upon,
try to find what makes her tick,
while their finding out what makes them sick.
i dont know where you find your nerve,
i dont know how you choose your words,
speak the ones that suit you worse,
keep you grounded, sad and cursed,
circle the ones that come alive,
save them for the best of jill hives.
been around and left you flat,
tragically decided that,
every child of god's a brat,
and shes dying to escape them.
but do we really need to see,
all her punchdrunk history,
and which of it might hold the key
for the exit to her destiny.
i dont know where you find your nerve,
i dont know how you choose your words,
speak the ones that suit you worse,
keep you grounded, sad and cursed,
circle the ones that come alive,
save them for the best of jill hives.
number one in all our souls,
trifle in the crystal bowl,
fill it up with 9 to 5,
save them for the best of jill hives
Dead Cloud
lets sit in the sun,
'cension if the sun should be sunlight in?,
send its sound,
unto you dead cloud.
on high.
she said to send the sunlight to me.
shout from, in the air, direction,
in conclusion with when shall be.
count the fires, and for you sweet dreamers -- desire.
she said to send the sunlight to me.
Mix Up The Satelite
sail fish like a kite when it rolls by.
sad eyes they will grow like a headlight.
mix up the satellites.
wheel of the sunrise,
feel as its rolling by.
save us light,
that gave us night,
save us light,
that gave us night.
mix up the satellites.
wheel of the sunrise,
feel as its rolling by.
Main Street Wizards
the main st. wizards,
how can you see them,
and stand up to them,
and you make out alright,
and do you better to go and see them,
pretend to be them, its true.
can you exchange the past,
nothing is meant to last
still they are coming back to you.
the main st. wizards,
tonight their thinking,
?a formal winking?,
?across one far?.
the mood is different,
and lights are fading,
the knight is waiting, for you.
the most wonderful of tricks,
electricty in their picks.
still they are coming back to you.
can you explain the wrath,
on everyones holding path,
still they are comin back for you.
A Trophy Mule In Particular
I wince when you map out,
how to get it together,
and collect my troubles,
and brave the weather.
unlocking a freak bag,
of stolen images,
an organized zoo,
and earthquake glue,
a challenge,
what to go for,
and celebrate.
with the stock market tumbling,
and the rock market crumbling,
so where am i now,
for i am a soldier,
a trophy mule.
i went when you map out,
how to get it together,
and collect my troubles,
and brave the weather.
Apology In Advance
i apologize in advance,
for the jigsaws missing teeth,
for the animals in their holes,
at least.
there is argument in your eyes,
so im loosening all my ties,
the ones that you have come,
to despise.
throw the heat off,
bite me when i eat off,
someone elses plate.
it is now i should attempt,
perhaps to think and wait,
result to contemplate,
a fate.
thats waited this long for me,
and the nights,
too bright,
to hide,
from sight,
so i better get things right.
i keep searching turning on equally frustrated,
hopelessness and sickness always ?kick you up a storm?,
a disabled vet,
well im not there yet.
been around the block i even threw up one street over,
absorbed in the holding cell all blemishes exposed.
with the plastic hand,
of man i can.
stepping up i go limp at the sound of woman laughing,
leaving me to speculate the odds of one last chance.
to apologize in advance.
Secret Star
met a man of energy
suppose it doesnt work
lantern man,
find an inoperative halo
tossed inside a field
in your crystal ball
was he ostracized,
inured, or castaway
in a playhouse?
hoops and hairpins.
grow alone,
after know your conjurer,
a spinster kept checking for a special clock remover.
but now were out of time,
secret star of heavenly bundles,
firmly confirmed yesterday.
send no more joy,
no more light,
no more danger,
it will always come.
to wish for you to fall,
to with for you to burn,
to wish for your return.
Of Mites And Men
my heart is not clean,
your table is green,
too collect my things,
the harvest of every men,
is in the can.
in a single city,
a strand in your hand,
where all your men live to study you,
and eat you where you live,
Get down.
