Now, now is the time, time to reckon. Time to beckon, be surprised. Like a letter I just sent it please return it. Just forget it. . When we live the life we live.
Once I had money but now I'm so far from home. Once I was loved by a woman but now there's nothing but cold stone. I was hard, man but what was there to understand?.
I'm just not sure of where to stand. But I don't need to have a sense of judgement. I don't need everything if you don't know. (You're a bird that's bound together).
Paint me lifeless gray. For I have lost a friend today. To desperate selfishness. And so I will regress. . To something more disturbing. Than all my words can say.
Understanding nothing can be so comforting. But understanding you is like biology. You lay there on the bathroom floor. I hold you in my hand and don't be shy.
Here I lay waiting. For the bubbles to settle. I'm going down low. Where your sleep meets your mental. Two tries at killing me. They couldn't do it. I ran down the road.
Came home last night. There was fire and smoke on the TV. The cops and the army. People running out in the streets looting. . I took off my clothes. And came four times.
Children are innocent. Teenagers are fucked up in the head. Adults are even more fucked up. And elderlies are like children. . Will there be another race.
Well, it's Christmas and it's Hanukkah. Jews and Italians live very much alike. I like Italian food. . Pete invited us to spend the weekend. With his mom and dad.
Yesterday morning I went. Out for a cup of coffee. I shaved and. Then I combed my hair. . A man who didn't know me. Said something to my back. I stopped to turn around.
I see, You are merciful. I see, You are kind. I see, You are full of love. That is far beyond my mind. . I hope, for strength to stand. I hope, to be the man that I should be.
Another song that was first released on our 1992 independent album, Star-Studded-Super-Step. Definitely a concert favorite because of it's funk vibe and catchy, though simple, chorus. Over the years, having someone yell out 'Peapod' during a show was as common as someone yelling 'Freebird'. The version on Mindsize also featured an audio clip from Bob Ross, the happy painter, a tradition started with the Star-Studded cut. In fact, the name of the song came from Bob Ross' little pocket pet, Peapod the Pocket Squirrel..
Oh no, look what we have done. They've got us on the run. Baby, there's no need to fear. I'm your pistolier. . We're growing young so fast. They said it would never last.
Goodbye nickel n' dime. Ain't got a dollar but I feel alright. Got no home since the wells gone dry. Goodbye nickel n' dime. . Dusty bowls and salty air.
( automatic dlamini ). . Silly putty. What he was in this sculptress' hands. Will gone bendy. Done swaying in a rubber band. And his feet gone first. Then a desert thirst in his throat.
I believe I fell from above. Primed and ticking for your love. I believe I could rub you right. Handle all of you day and night. I believe I could stretch your hope.
Plants and rags. Ease myself into a body bag. Plants and rags. Ease myself into a body bag. . Dreamt a man. He fed me fine food. He gave me shiny things.
Power to the. . Good evening people, welcome to my party. Bring on the night, let's get it started. You want blood on the stage, well baby, you've got it.
My daddy said, "Son, don't you come to me cryin'". Oh, 'cause money don't make you happy, man, oh no no. He said the grass is always greener, babe. Every place except where you stand, ay ay ah.
The boys in the back room. Billy shooting pool. Trading dirty glances. With pretty boys playing cool. . They're putting down their whiskey. Getting loaded tonight.