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Change Is Gonna Come
03:21
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Who am I but a lone voice standing in a field
They say no one will listen but
A change is gonna come
Who am I? Just one person with the camera on my phone
there's no place left to hide now
A change is gonna come
Chorus:
A change is gonna come, A change is gonna come
All it takes is just a voice, And a change is gonna come
Who am I? Just a policeman breaking down the big blue wall
I may lose my job but
That change is gonna come
Who am I? A politician who won't take those corporate funds
I may not get elected
Without some change from everyone
Chorus
Who am I? Just a class clown pointing toward the truth
Providing catharsis
Now a change is going to come
Who am I? Just a schoolgirl on a bus n Pakistan
The gun man’s bullet didn't kill me
Now a change is going to come
Chorus
Who am I? Just a tech nerd working for the NSA
Releasing all those secrets
And now that change is gonna come
Who are we but a few folks just sounding the alarm
Been a long time coming now and...A change is gonna come
Chorus
Who am I but a lone voice?
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2. |
Got Guns?
02:47
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The NRA is here to stay
Go and get some guns today
There's a reason it rhymes with fun
Go out today and get a gun
Guns in the belfry, guns in the pews
Good guys with guns drinking lots of booze
Hellfire and brimstone that's where it's at
Don't be surprise when you hear Rat-a-tat-tat.
The NRA won't go away...so
Everybody better learn to pray
Don’t tell me that you're too young
If you have a hand, get a gun
Guns in the playground
Guns at school
Waterproof guns in the backyard pool
Sticks and stones may break your bones and
There's an app for that, it's a gun
Click click boom you need a gun in every room
Click click boom then silence fills the room
Suicides, and accidents and random acts of violence
That ringing in your ears is eternal silence
Guns kill people, children too
Eight kids die every day
I guess they don't got guns
Boom boom bye-bye
Stick a bullet in your eye
I wish I may I wish I must
Get shot and then you turn to dust
The empty chamber is your head
No need to fill that thing with lead
That barrel of monkeys is the NRA
Guns in asylums, guns in bars
What do you do without a gun in your car?
If you don't got a gun and you better get on the run
cause you know you need.....
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television’s glowing
like the writing on the wall
we’re underneath the covers
I’m feeling fragile and small
she’s upbeat and courageous
tho she’ll never leave this bed
she’s got tears in the back of her head
Chorus:
she’s moving on without me, some spirits can’t be kept
she’s floating in my arms while i’m hangin’ to a thread
unraveled by love, free of regret
she’s got tears on the back of her head
I’m trying to remember
every word she ever said
willing to deny
the peace I must accept
my eyes can’t see the light of night
so I listen for her breath
she’s got tears on the back of her head
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4. |
You Are Here
02:39
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The stillness is startling, this time of year.
The smell of the Chesapeake, and empty cans of beer.
Sparks and fireflies, they disappear.
You are here.
Half-moon over the marsh, in an endless sky.
Logs on the fire, on this summer night.
Sparks and fireflies, they disappear.
You are here.
Sparks and fireflies, they disappear.
You are here.
That's the way...time moves on.
Scraps of light, then they're gone.
But I know
Just one thing
Just one thing
Just one thing
We have this moment
Sparks and fireflies
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5. |
Necessary Evils
03:59
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Taxes, tobacco, religion and war
Don’t tell me what’s worth fighting for
Well, politicians will push around
While the media presses their sights and their sounds
Blood and oil will mix on a beach
And chemicals, well, it makes me sick
Necessary evils, tell me why
Necessary evils
Half cocked aimed and ready to fire
I’m dancing hot on live wire
Capital punishment knocks ‘em all dead
And they tell that all our blood is red
Inner city kids are looking for heroes
And athletes stick shit up their nose
Society tells us what to do
From conflicting points of view
It’s just not necessarily true
But what it comes down to
Is society is just me living with you
Unemployment keeps wages down
So business makes profit and the economy is sound
Hunting kills by wrong place and time
And poverty lets only the strong survive
Love’s supply never meets demand
A fruitless search for a brotherhood of man
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6. |
Puppet Master
02:56
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If you feel that we're on the brink
Don't believe everything you think
You may know what you think you know
The Puppet master puts on a damn good show
You think you know what is true
There's an ad and it's on Buzzfeed
It makes you mad so you rant and tweet
he got you hooked and reeled you in
that puppet master got you, buy his strings ;-)
Lies permeate the land of the free
Just because it's shiny and new, doesn't mean it's true
Votes can be bought in this red white and blue
We're all bought & sold in this red white and blue
Look up, look around you
What do you see
So bound and tangled
Time to cut yourself free
There's a day not long from now
And a way to change it all right now
Then you'll see, you'll finally see
The hidden power of truth and clarity
You now can cut others free
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7. |
Holding Your Hand
02:20
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There ain't nothin
There ain't nothin
There ain't nothin like holding your hand
Years pass like a whisper
After all we've been through
I can't imagine
Time without you
The distance between us, just disappears
as our palms press, over the years
One hand keeps us grounded
The other is free
It's still we
That ring on your finger
helps me understand
the unflinching truth
is there in our hands
Turn over I'll hold you
It's the sweetest demand
But there ain't nothin like holding your hand
there ain't nothin like holding your hand
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8. |
Body, Choice & Mind
03:42
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It’s your body that gives you the right to choose
It’s your choice don’t let them take that away from you
Time to march stand up for your right
Speak out your mind don’t give up the fight
Roe vs. Wade, it’s the decision
Don’t let ‘em make a fatal revision
No butcher’s gonna cut no friend of mine
The color’s gray, it’s not black or white
You may not know what’s wrong or right
Don’t let personal circumstance dictate your stance
It’s your body that makes it your choice, speak out your mind
Yeah, it’s your body that makes it your choice, don’t give up the fight
It’s your body
It’s your choice
Body, choice and mind
It’s your body
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9. |
Follow The Leader
03:23
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We fled Pakistan to find a free land
Now I fight for what I believe
My son asked me when I’d be home again
I told him I’d be home soon
And I said: “Sometimes you follow the leader
You might not like where you go
But there’s a price for freedom
That’s what the leaders say they know”
At school my boy did fight for what he thought was right
The other kids they called me a spy
We talked on the phone. I said he’d never be alone.
He told me about his black eye.
And I said: “Sometimes kids follow the leader
Though they may not be right
But there’s a price for freedom
To be a man you must fight”
At war I say a boy. He used a gun just like a toy
Till the shot caught me in the gut
I was lying on the ground. I couldn’t make a sound.
I looked up and saw my boy cry
Sometimes you follow the leader
You might not like where you go
But are you fighting for freedom?
That’s what the leaders say they know
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10. |
The Beast
02:45
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I went out to the Uptown theatre
Just to watch the big screen
And all of the people were watching
This big bad rape scene
So I took off on out the theatre
Saw two lovers, they were hand in hand
Till they started fussin’ and fightin’
And he slapped her with his backhand
We got to control the beast from being free
Then we control what will be
I can’t read the paper
Too much bad news out there
All this violence and killing
And nobody seems to care
So I’ll just keep on climbing
The same hill I climbed yesterday
And when frustrations start mounting
I pick up this guitar and play
I just can’t believe it
It’s happened again
This time it’s home
When it’s my girlfriend
Damn those people
Why can’t they control
The ugliness that lies
Deep in their very souls
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11. |
She Gives
03:06
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You can tear my arms off
And seer out my eyes if you want
On a rack from limb to limb
But you won’t pierce this armor again
Credit where credit is due but you take the prize
It takes a river millions of years to wear down a rock this size
Instead of dreams on my pillow I’m a rolled up armadillo
Admiring your handiwork laying on the floor
You walk right on over me as you waltz right out the front door
Don’t talk to your mother the way you talk to me
Sometimes you need a hearing aid just so you can see
You drag around that black cloud like the “L” you wear so proud
She’s so damn strong she knocks me down
Without a touch
We had learned to get along
It just takes time
What make think she’s bigger than she is
You will steal your heart while she gives and gives and gives
She gives and gives and gives
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12. |
Perfect Day
02:33
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You had a perfect day
Then you went faraway
All the pain, All the fear
That one day, Did disappear
You know we...
Like a light in the dark
A single day so long ago
could not stop, the highs & lows
But on that day, You...were...you
You know we love you
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Pete Kronowitt San Francisco, California
dude with a guitar
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