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Please, mother mercy
Take me from this place
And the long winded curses
I hear in my head
The words never listen
And teachers, all that never learn
Now warmth from the candle
But I feel too cold to burn
He came from an island
Then he died from the street
And he hurt so bad like a soul breaking
But he never said nothing to me, yeah
So say, "Hello to heaven, heaven, heaven"
Say, "Hello to heaven, heaven, heaven, yeah"
New like a baby, lost like a prayer
The sky was your playground
But the cold ground was your bed
Oh, so, poor stargazer
She's got no tears in her eyes
But smooth like a whisper
She knows that love heals all wounds with time
Now it seems like too much love
Is never enough, yeah, you better seek out
Another road 'cause this one has ended abrupt, oh
Say, "Hello to heaven, heaven, heaven"
Say, "Hello to heaven, heaven, heaven"
Say, "Hello to heaven, heaven, heaven"
I, I never wanted
To write these words down for you
With the pages of phrases
Of things we'll never do
Hey, so I blow out, out the candle and I put you to bed
Since you can't say to me now
How the dog broke your bone
There's just one thing left to be said
Say, "Hello to heaven, to heaven, yeah"
Say, "Hello to heaven, to heaven, yeah"
Say, "Hello to heaven, to heaven, yeah"
Say, "Hello to heaven, to heaven, yeah"
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I had a dream the other night
You were in a bar in the corner on a chair
Wearin' a long white leather coat
Purple glasses and glitter in your hair
And you said,"Hey, this is where I'm gonna sit"
And buy you a drink someday
You were going to the dog shows
But you kinda lost your way
You say now I got all this room
And no money to decorate it
So some local customer put me in touch
With the Man upstairs, He said
Little man you got
No business gettin' frustrated
You gotta rest, you gotta rest
You gotta
Reach down and pick the crowd up
Carry back in your hands
To the promised land
Now I had some angel, shine my wings
She said,"Nothin' but the best for the golden boy"
She made me promise not to tell
I had her under a spell
Singing golden words in a broken voice
And I caught some blessing on the wind
I'm feeling lighter than a whisper from a dove
I've got no hands to tie behind my back
And I'm sparking like a heart attack
Now I've got room to spread my wings
And my messages of love
Yes love was my drug
But that's not what I died of
So don't think of me
Crying louder than some billion dollar baby
'Cause I gotta rest, I gotta rest, I gotta
Reach down and pick the crowd up
Carry back in my hand
To the promised land
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I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But I'm growing hungry, yeah
I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But I'm growing hungry, yeah
But I'm growing hungry, yeah
But I'm growing hungry, yeah
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Mother, mother found me on her step
Gracious mother held me to her breast
Until the day, I started pushin'
Too late to cry, she turned away, I started pushin'
I saw no future in this lack, I started pushin'
Pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
Baby brother clinging to her hair
Gracious mother pleading
Not another soul to bare, he started pushin'
All my kings have fallen down, I started pushin'
Fallen heroes feed the ground, I started pushin'
Pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
Falling down, now I know her
I know, I'll never drown, drown, drown
Falling down, now I know her
I know I'll never drown, drown, drown
I, I was pushin'
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
I was pushin', pushin', pushin' forward back
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You call me a dog well that's fair enough
'Cause it ain't no use to pretend you're wrong
When you call me out I can't hide anymore
I have no disguise you can't see through
Well you say it's bad luck to have fallen for me
Well what can I say to make it good for you
You wore me out like an old winter coat
Trying to be safe from the cold
Oh, but when it's my time
To throw the next stone
I'll call you beautiful if I call at all
You call me a dog, you tell me I'm low
'Cause I've slept on the floor
And out in the woods with the badgers and wolves
You threw me out 'cause I went digging for gold
And I came home with a handful of coal
But when it's my time
To throw the next stone
I'll call you beautiful if I call at all
And when it's my time
To call your bluff
I'll call you beautiful
Or leave it alone, yeah
You call me a dog, well that's fair enough
It doesn't bother me as long as you know
But bad luck will follow you if you keep me on a leash
And you drag me along
And when it's my time
To throw the next stone
I'll call you beautiful if I call at all, yeah
And when it's my time
To call your bluff
I'll call you beautiful
Or leave it alone, yeah
You call me a dog
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When the spoon is hot
And the needle's shot
And you drift away
I can hear you say
That the world in black
Is upon your back
And your body shakes
So you ditch away
And you close the shades
Don't try to do it
Don't try to kill your time
Yeah, you might do it
Then you can't change your mind
You've got a hold on to your time
Till your break through these times of trouble
When you try to talk
And the words get hard
And they put you down
Don't you stay
Don't you ditch away
I saw you swinging
Yeah, swinging your mother's sword
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know you're playing but
Sometimes the rules get hard
But if somebody left you out on a ledge
If somebody pushed you over the edge
You got to hold on to your time till you break
Through these times of trouble
I saw you swinging
Yeah, swinging your mother's sword
And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know you're playing but
Sometimes the rules get hard
But if somebody left you out on a ledge
If somebody pushed you over the edge
If somebody loved you and left you for dead
You got to hold on to your time till you break
Through these times of trouble
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Wooden Jesus, where are you from?
Korea or Canada or maybe Taiwan
But I didn't know it was the Holy Land
But I believed from the minute the check left my hand
And I pray, can I be saved?
I spent all my money on a future grave
Wooden Jesus, I'll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin
I'll cut you in
In porcelain Mary, her majesties pure
Looking for virgin territory
Coat hanger halos, they don't come cheap
From television shepherds with living room sheep
And I pray can I be saved?
I spent all my money on a future grave
Wooden Jesus, I'll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin
I'll cut you in, I'll cut you in
Wooden Jesus, where are you from?
Korea or Canada or maybe Taiwan
But I didn't know it was the Holy Land
But I believed from the minute the check left my hand
Can I be saved?
I spent all my money on a future grave
Wooden Jesus, I'll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin
I'll cut you in, I'll cut you in, I'll cut you in, I'll cut you in
I'll cut you in, I'll cut you in
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People like you, I know myself
Walk in the shoes of somebody else
Whisper to me, my tragic fate
Whisper to me, my tragic end
But don't give me your savior
People I choose, life on my own
Burn me your fuse, throw me your stones
Give me your brand, burn on my hand
Whisper to me, my tragic end
But don't give me your savior
People I choose, I know myself
Lay my need out, give you my help
But you give me your blues
And you whisper my fate
But don't give me your savior
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Well she cried, and she cried
All night to the sound of the freeway hum
And she swears she'll be gone when the sun hits the ground
And she ain't coming back to my cell, to my cell
Well she's tired and she's tired
Of this life she's been leading too long
And the times turns around through the walls that surround
To the chimes of a jailer's song
Oh but in my four, in my four, in my four, my four walled world
In my four, in my four, in my four, my four walled world
Yeah she tries and she tries
But my feet just won't leave the ground
And I'm tired and I'm tired of this prisoners life
And these chains that drag me down
Oh but in my four, in my four, in my four, my four walled world
Yeah in my four, in my four, in my four, my four walled world
Well she cried, and she cried
All night to the sound of the freeway hum
She swears she'll be gone when the sun hits the ground
And she ain't, no she ain't coming back to my cell
And now the sun is low
And these walls try to break my soul
And now the moon is full
And I won't see nothing tonight but the tears in her eyes and
In my four, yeah in my four walled world
Yeah in my four walled world
Yeah in my four, oh my four, yeah, my four oh my four walled world
Yeah in my four walled world, yeah
In my four, in my four walled world, yeah
In my four, my four, my four walled world, yeah yeah
In my four walled world
oh in my four, in my four walled world
Four, in my four, in my four walled world, yeah
In my four walled world, yeah
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She motioned to me that she wanted to leave
And go somewhere warm, where we'd be alone
I do not know, what's going on but I'm guessing
It's an all night thing, yeah, it's an all night thing
If it's an all night thing, nobody is gonna make it end
And if it don't begin, don't worry that I'll that offense
If it's an all night thing and we fall like a tear falling to the ground
I'll never come around and you'll never hear a word from me
If it's an all night thing
I walked along, feeling at ease
And falling like rain into her scheme
She won't let on what that'll be but I'm guessing
It's an all night thing, yeah, it's an all night thing
If it's an all night thing, nobody is gonna make it end
And if it don't begin, don't worry that I'll take offense
Yeah, if it's an all night thing and we fall like a tear falling to the ground
I'll never come around and you'll never hear a word from me
If it's an all night thing
Yeah, if it's an all night thing
If it's an all night thing
Yeah, if it's an all night thing
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