THE KIDS ARE INSANE
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THE CANDIDATE
I am the candidate, I hope your voting for me,
Candid candidate, making promises so easily
I am the candidate,
But I'm not your favorite son - you say
I hope you come out on election day
I am the candidate, but you don't need me,
Looking down like a satellite, oh, how I wish I could see.
I am the candidate,
But I'm not your favorite son - you say.
I hope to see you on election day.
All these people that I call friends,
Can't beleive what I've done.
I'm just a criminal lost on my own.
I've got to run, got to run, got to run, got to run...
I'm running
I am the candidate,
I am your candidate,
I hope your voting for me...
TODAY IS BLACKIE'S BIRTHDAYS
oh, (that) baby,
you look so tired
a full-grown baby
you're growin' so tired of growin' old
and how old are ya'?
and were you ever (really ?...baby ?)
there'll be a new Sun risin'
for another day's passin'
over your gray horizon
today is the first day of the rest a' your life
time goes away
you've thought about checkin' out and don't deny it
time goes away
but if you really wanna can the music,
you better sleep on it
fill your life with the love or lose it,
like a' rock 'n roll music
no more agin' now
today you're gonna help celebrate Blackie's birthday
he's 22 today
it's Blackie's birthday
he's 22 today
so you're gonna get up
you're gonna wrap him up a big surprise
today is Blackie's birthday
and we'll sing happy birthday to you
today is the first day of the rest a' your life
time goes away
you've thought about checkin' out and don't deny it, already
tried it
time won't go away, no it won't
but if you really wanna can the music,
you better sleep on it
fill your life with the love or lose it,
like a' rock 'n roll music
no more agin' now for us
today Urge Overkill celebrates Blackie's birthday
he's 22 today
it's Blackie's birthday
he's 22 today
so you're gonna get up
we're gonna wrap him up a big surprise
today is Blackie's birthday
so Blackie, happy birthday
yeah, oh-ho
EMMALINE
We were together since we were far
She was so pretty, Emma was a star in everyone's eyes
And when she said she'd be a movie queen, nobody left
A face like an angel, she could be anything
Emmaline, Emma Emmaline,
I'gonna write your name high on that silver screen
Emmaline, Emma Emmaline,
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world had ever
seen
At seventeen, we were wedded
And work day and night to earn our daily bread
And every day Emma would go out searchin' for that place
That never, ever came away
You know, sometimes she come home so depressed,
I hear her cry in the bedroom, fellin' so distressed
An'I remember back when she was far
To the words that used to make Emmaline come alive
It was...
Emmaline, Emma, Emmaline
I'gonna write your name high on that silver screen
Emmaline, Emma Emmaline,
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world had ever
seen
It was cold an'dark in the summer night
When I opened up the bedroom door
To find her lain still and cold upon the bed
A love letter lain on the bedroom floor
It read: "Darling, I love you,
But I just keep on living on dreams anymore,
I tried so very hard not to leave you alone...
I just can't keep on trying no more"
Emmaline
Emmaline
Emmaline
BIONIC REVOLUTION
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WHAT IS ARTANE?
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VACATION IN TOKYO
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HENHOUGH: THE GREATEST
STORY EVER TOLD
Smoke rises from a fire that warms the small cabin there
As the young girl inside lights her man's big pipe
And kisses him goodnight
But he is still and stares even deeper into the red flames
that burn in the night
In Henhough
Around the fires of the Crow tribe the elders used to say:
"The Sun Man's day ends only when her moon comes out to
play,
Got to meet him down in Henhough, Henhough or die"
In the valley of Doverton two orphan babies lay
One called Wade Alaska, the other born of evil Jacob Blade
Each boy was taken by a family and raised by seperate ways
And though Jacab lived across the mountain Wade knew they'd
meet again
In Henhough (Henhough)
At the age of twenty Wade took the virgin, had a forum made
And built his wife a cabin in the pasture nestled by the
bay
While clearing his land for planting Wade returned home
one day
To find an open door, Hanna gone, and the haunting smell
of Jacob Blade
So Wade set out that very night
His horse tredding through the river that lay like a castle
moat at the foot
of Mount Elran
Strapped to his saddle a shotgun that wore the moonlight
like a velvet glove
Wade looked right through the black mountain that lay before
him
To Henhough (Henhough)
A thirteen mountain mile trail of tears glistened off the
bay
Wade broke a little and knelt down and prayed for a way
The next day sun on the other side at last did shine
And there below lay Henhough, Henhough open wide (Henhough)
The townfolks scattered like a shotgun shell when in walked
Wade
The only two left standing was Hanna and Jacob Blade
Wade seen Hanna with her painted eyes, took aim for Jacob's
head
A shot rang out that day in Henhough and Wade lay dead
He will thirst yet has no mother
Born in the wine of faith
Who will feed him bread and butter?
He eats chocolate cake
Why must man destroy his brother?
Got to meet him down in Henhough, Henhough or die
Around the fires of the Crow tribe the elders used to say:
"The Sun Man's day ends only when her moon comes out to
play"
In the eyes of Wade the reflection of the outlaw Jacob Blade
Laid to rest that morning in the town that bore the name
Henhough.
THEME
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