I HAVE FIVE MINUTES, THAT'S WHAT YOU GAVE ME I HAVE FIVE MINUTES, I'M SO GRATEFUL YOU GAVE THEM I HAVE FIVE MINUTES, SO IT COMES DOWN TO THIS
I HAVE FIVE MINUTES, TO SAY WHAT I NEED TO SAY
THREE HUNDRED TICKS, THREE HUNDRED WORDS
IT WILL BE ENOUGH, IT'S ALL THAT I NEEDYOU BRING THE ENDING, I'LL BRING A BEGINNING
YOU CAN HAVE THE LAST WORD, I'LL TAKE THE FIRST
YOU CAN REJECT ME, I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU
YOU CAN IGNORE ME, I'LL SPEAK TO YOUR HEART
I HAVE FIVE MINUTES, FOR SURE, GUARANTEED YOU SAID
THREE HUNDRED TICKS, THREE HUNDRED WORDS
IT WILL BE ENOUGH, IT'S ALL THAT I NEEDYOU WANT NO SOLUTION, I SEE ONLY ANSWERS
YOU'VE COME TO CONCLUSIONS, BUT I HOLD SOME PIECES
YOU CAN ESTRANGE ME, BUT I WAS YOUR FRIEND ONCE
YOU CAN AVOID ME, BUT I'M IN YOUR HEART
I HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO BE A FRIEND OR A FOOL?
THREE HUNDRED TICKS, THREE HUNDRED WORDS
IT WILL BE ENOUGH, IT'S ALL THAT I NEEDYOU WISH IT NEVER STARTED, I WISHED THAT ONCE TOO
YOU LASH OUT IN ANGER, BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN STRUCK
YOU JUDGE ME SO QUICKLY, I WOULDN'T DO LIKEWISE
YOU SAY THAT YOU'RE FINISHED, AND I'VVE BARELY BEGUN
Storm Before The Calm
The woman that I dig, she wants to be a Fed
Can't hang out with felons, can't be seen with dregs
But I can make her laugh for hours end to end
Can speak to her almost eye to eye, so she considers me a friend
We sometimes go out together, seperately in a group
But somehow wind up alone at the fringes of the troops
And if you heard us scoffing in the midst of the game
You know we've come together, and we're leaving just the same
I like to see her basking in her giggles like a child
Like a child, like a child, hope she stays like this a while
I'd like to kiss her tender, and hold her in my arms
But there's some complications, like a storm before the calm
You see, she once was always married, so it frightens her to death
To receive an invitation to which she doesn't know the end
I couldn't say I love her, but I can't be such a fool
I kissed her only Saturday, and it's Tuesday now, it's true
Don't Listen I KNOW WHAT I’M SAY, I SAY WHAT I KNOW
SOME OF THE THINGS THAT I TOLD YOU, I DIDN’T SAY AT ALL
I’M THE ONLY ONE LISTENING HERE TO EVERY WORD I SAID
I’M THE ONLY ONE IN HERE, THE ONLY ONE WEARING THIS HEAD
CHORUS
I DIDN’T SAY WHAT HE SAIDI HAVE FRIENDS IN EVERY COUNTRY, FRIENDS ON EVERY SHORE
I HAVE FRIENDS DOWN THERE IN CONGRESS, FRIENDS ON EVERY BOARD
I HAVE FRIENDS IN EVERY COVEN, FRIENDS IN EVERY SYNOD
I HAVE FRIENDS UP THERE IN HEAVEN, FRIENDS THAT PRAY FOR ME TO GOD
CHORUS
YOU ALL ARE FIRED, YOU’VE DONE A LOUSY JOB
YOU’VE BEEN SPEAKING WAY TOO LONG, I FEEL LIKE I’VE BEEN ROBBED
I’VE NEVER LIKED YOU ALL THAT MUCH ANYWAY
AS A MATTER OF FACT, I DON’T EVEN KNOW YOUR NAMES
Us Two (Night River revisited) YOU REMEMBER THE SONG CHORUS
SOMETHING ABOUT HOW US TWO WERE MEANT TO BE
AND NOW YESTERDAYÕS LOVE
HAS FLOWN LIKE A RIVER INTO THE SEA
YOU REMEMBER THE SONG
HOW YOU WOULD NEVER REALLY BE MINE
BORROWED FROM THE MIND OF LOVE
LOANED TO ME FOR A TIME
CHORUS
YOU REMEMBER THE SONG
THE VERSE OF YOUR TEARS WIPED ON MY SOUL
OF THE BREATH OF YOUR KISSES
AND OF MAKING ME WHOLE
Upon The Breeze
LEAVE, LEAVE ME TO MY SORROW
HERE I'LL SIT AND FADE AWAY
TILL I'M NOTHING BUT A SPIRIT
POURED FROM THIS FORM OF CLAY
THEN IF BY CHANCE ALONG THIS FOREST
ANY WALK IN PATHLESS WAYS
THROUGH THE GLOOM HE'LL SEE MY SHADOW
AND HEAR MY VOICE UPON THE BREEZE
SO LEAVE, LEAVE ME TO MY SORROW
HERE I'LL SIT AND FADE AWAY
TILL I'M NOTHING BUT A SPIRIT
AND I'LL LIVE UPON THE BREEZE
Tools Of The Trade
GOT A BURNHOLE IN MY TENTROOF TO LET THE RAIN COME IN
GOT A FLOCK OF CIRCLING BUZZARDS WAITING TO SWOOP IN
GOT A DOSE OF MALNUTRITION EATING AT MY BONES
GOT A JOHN THE BAPTIST HAIRDO, MAN I WISH I HAD A COMB
CHORUS
GOT A FELONY CONVICTION, SURE DID LEARN MY LESSON
GOT A BIG OLD WHISKEY BOTTLE TO HELP KICK MY DEPRESSION
GOT NO UNEMPLOYMENT CHECK, SO I DON'T HAVE VERYY LONG
CAN PRETEND I DON'T KNOW JUSTICE, SO YOU CAN DO ME WRONG
CHORUS
I LOVE MY FREAKING COUNTRY, I SWEAR TO THE LEADER I DO
I BELIEVE "E PLURIBUS UNUM"...SURE, MINUS THE STINKING JEWS
CAN'T FILL AN APPLICATION, BUT I DO KNOW HOW TO SHAVE
I WILL NOT BE A BOTHER, CAN EVEN DIG MY OWN GRAVE
Kevin Barry BEFORE HE FACED THE HANGMAN CHORUS
EARLY ONE MONDAY MORNING
HIGH UPON THE GALLOW'S TREE
KEVIN BARRY GAVE HIS YOUNG LIFE
FOR THE CAUSE OF LIBERTY
BUT A LAD OF EIGHTEEN SUMMERS
STILL NO ONE CAN DENY
THAT HE WALKED TO DEATH THAT MORNING
NOBLY HELD HIS HEAD UP HIGH
IN HIS DREARY PRISON CELL
THE TYRANT'S DEMONS TORTURED BARRY
FOR HE WOULDN'T TELL
THE NAMES OF HIS COMPATRIOTS
AND ALL ELSE THEY WISHED TO KNOW
"TURN INFORMER, AND WE'LL FREE YOU."
KEVIN BARRY ANSWERED "NO."
HE CALMLY STOOD ATTENTION
AS HE BADE HIS LAST FAREWELL
TO HIS BROKEN HEARTED MOTHER
WHOSE GRIEF NO ONE CAN TELL
CHORUS
CHORUS
RUMOR HAS IT THAT YOUR DADDY'S DEALING 'CANE
RUMOR HAS IT HE'S BEING TRACKED BY THE FBI
IT'S COMING DOWN TODAY, YOUR OLD MAN BETTER FLY
RUMOR HAS IT FRIEND, BETTER TAKE SOME ADVICE
CHORUS
RUMOR HAS IT THAT YOU'RE A PEDOPHILE
THAT YOU'VE BEEN STIR FRYING YOUR BOYS, SERVING THEM OVER RICE
SOMETIMES IN A POT PIE, OR WITH MAYONAISE ON RYE
RUMOR HAS IT FRIEND, BETTER TAKE SOME ADVICE
CHORUS
CHORUS
WHERE'S THAT LION BEEN, HAVEN'T SEEN HIM FOR DAYS
HE MUST HAVE DIED OR GONE AWAY
THIS MY FRIENDS DON'T EVER SAY
CHORUS
WHEN YOU SEE HIS MAJESTY WITH YOUR EYES
DON'T GET YOURSELF ALL MESMERIZED
OR HE'LL EAT YOU LIKE A PIZZA PIE
HE'S THE KING OF THE FIELD, AND THE FIELD IS THE WORLD
SO IF YOU CHOOSE TO BE STUPID, A LAZY SCHLEMEEEEL
YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE A GOOD MEAL FOR THE LION
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CHORUS
I’VE GOT ME A DOLLAR, I’VE GOT ME A DREAM
MULTIPLES OF 3 IS THE TICKET FOR ME
I’VE SPENT MY WHOLE LIFE IN THIS NUMBER FACTORY
FACTORS OF 3 ARE GOING TO SET ME FREE
CHORUS
I’VE GOT ME A DOLLAR, I’VE GOT ME A DREAM
MULTIPLES OF 3 WILL COME UP TOMORROW, YOU’LL SEE
AND I’VE SPENT MY LAST BUCK, SO CAN YOU LEND ME PLEASE
A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR DINNER TONIGHT
CHORUS
I’VE GOT ME A DOLLAR, I’VE GOT ME A DREAM
FACTORS OF 3 IS THE TICKET FOR ME
CHORUS
DOWN HERE IN THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH
DOWN HERE IN THE VALLEY WE'RE ALL ENEMIES AND FRIENDS
DOWN HERE IN THE VALLEY WE SAY WE HAVE EACH OTHER
BUT IF YOU'RE DOWN HERE IN THE VALLEY, YOU CAN'T HELP ME BROTHER
CHORUS
DOWN HERE THE BLIND STAY BLIND, AND THE POOR STAY POOR
WHILE THE RICH SEE MORE RICHES FROM EVERY DEVASTATING WAR
WHILE THE CHANTERS CHANT, AND THE PRAYERS PRAY
TO THEIR OWN SATISFACTION, WHAT MORE CAN I SAY?
CHORUS
AND THE PRIESTS AND ELITES GO ON AND LEGISLATE
AS THE SICK WITHER AND DIE IN WAIT
AS THE WELL MAN STARINS AT THE OARS OF THEIR BOATS
AND JUST ARGUES THEIR CREEDS, AND CASTS HIS VOTE
CHORUS
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