Maybe I'm not the only one, who feels like he's livin' in a pot, 
Forgotten on the stove about to boil over. 
Everyday people pass me by, white knuckles on the steering wheel, 
Swearin' a blue streak, with a finger raised. 
If it means that much to you, I 'll slow down and let you through 
And I hope you feel better when youget there. 
Lets all learn to relax, we're given each other heart attacks, 
And taking your eye off the real enemy. 
The real enemies are ignorance, and things that keep our souls from dancin' 
Like poverty and hatred and hunger... 
I'm hungry, yeah I'm hungry 

To Slow Down - Learn to take my time. 
Slow Down - Never gulp always sip my wine. 
Slow Down - Really see the sunshine. 
Slow Down 

Maybe I'm not the only one, who feels like a rubber band, 
Stretched nearly broken from the left and right. 
Politicians raise their voice, and tell us this was all our choice 
But that self evident truth got the 'heck' out of Dodge. 
Where there's no choice there's no hope, 
And maybe that's why some people fight each other like scurrying homicidal ants. 
Today the boss told the colony, we're moving everything over seas, 
'Cause those ants over there work for a bowl of rice. 
One last thing I wanna say to you, 'cause I believe it to be true, 
East or West, Left or Right... 
Lets start to tonight, baby start tonight. 

Slow Down - Worry 'bout things in my control 
Slow Down - Remember laughter is good for souls 
Slow Down - Less is more that is my goal 
Slow Down 

Slow Down - Learn to take my time 
Slow Down - Never gulp always sip my wine 
Slow Down - Really see the sunshine 
Slow Down

100 Songs for 5 F***in' Bucks

Slow Down

Sweet Crude

Don't matter what they say
It ain't about democracy
Don't matter what they say
It ain't about security
It ain't about territory
It ain't about being good
Its about bringing home 
That sweet, sweet crude.
Cause under all that sand
Lies America's food.

Don't matter what they say
It ain't about security
Don't matter what they say
It ain't about liberty
It ain't about territory
It ain't about being good
Its about an old fashioned 
Oil man's feud, Oil man's feud. 
Cause under all that sand
Lies America's food.

Children gonna cry,
Soldiers come home broken.
Mama's gonna cry,
Whole lives left unspoken.
If you wanna be free
Burn your SUV -
1-2-3 what are we fighting for ?

Don't matter what they say
It ain't about democracy
Don't matter what they say
It ain't about security
It ain't about territory
It ain't about being good
Its about bringing home 
That sweet, sweet crude.
Cause under all that sand
Lies America's food.

Home sweet crude in an oil man's feud...
etc.

Sweet Crude

Sweet Sunshine

Digging for gold in the bowels of the earth.
Marking the days with a work whistle scream,
On the surface they don't know what goes on below,
Here its dark all the time, but no body dreams.

I can smell the light coming as I rise from the floor.
Another shift over another day done.
This rattling cage is my rusty savior,
Lift me up to the light bring me back to the sun.

I need Sweet Sunshine,
Sweet Sunshine

Dust think in the air so it cakes on your soul.
A darkness one stained that never comes clean
There's a hunger above, that never runs out.
Keep digging and picking and feed the machine.

Why do it they ask, just do something different,
There's no gun to your head that makes you descend.
If you grew up in this town, then you'd understand,
You follow the money, you follow your friends.

I need Sweet Sunshine,
Sweet Sunshine

Next time you're out sunning, a day at the beach
Below your feet there's a world turning 'round.
Hard working miners, keeping the lights on.
When you're driving home and the sun's going down.

And you rememeber how you love.
Sweet Sunshine
Sweet Sunshine
Sweet Sunshine
Sweet Sunshine

etc.

Sweet Sunshine

Tempermental Goon, stomping round the town.
Wants to make it great again, or maybe burn it down.
Its his way or the high way, what a great negotiator.
This hurts me more than this hurts you, 
You'll thank me later.

Oh we hopes he grows up soon
We don't know where he
Learned that tune.

We're running out of time,
Trying find your new way
Meanwhile our world is burning
Pretty sure you don't know what your doing

Headstrong, toddler man
Thinks he's got such a big gun
He likes to show it off
Likes to flash it for fun

We all better be real careful
Watch what we do
Don't want to wake him up,
See a tantrum or two

Oh we hopes he grows up soon
We don't know where he
Learned that tune.

We'd love to give you more time,
Maybe find a new way
But meanwhile our world is burning
Pretty sure you don't know what your doing

Tempermental Goon

The owners here play pornography
On the TV in this motel
They themselves won't ever watch
Those pictures straight from hell 
But it brings the cutsomers in
God understands so it ain't no sin
Lord knows, that's just the way it is

A snake in wolf's clothing, 
Fancies himself a Tycoon
Selling the street to anyone, 
He don't care how young
Never looks to deep inside himself 
Says they'd just get it someplace else
And besides, man, That's just the way it is 

Oh Oh the way it is
And the way it is will always change
In retrospect, it all seems strange
That people made a fuss, over the way it was

A couple is married for one year
They decide to pack it in
She said he wasn't Mr Right
He said it should have never been
All their friends Think its for the best
They both run away for a well deserved rest
And console themselves, with that's the way it is  

Oh Oh the way it is
And the way it is will always change
In retrospect, it all seems strange
That people made a fuss, over the way it was

A salesman sells a coffin
With four wheels and four doors
Special deal for you today 
5000 dollars and its yours
Washes his hands once its bought
No guarantee once its off the lot
Move along son, that's just the way it is.

Oh Oh the way it is
And the way it is will always change
In retrospect, it all seems strange
That people made a fuss, over the way it was

The Way It Is

Paper Tiger and Chicken Hawk 		(War / Politics)
War is fog,  let slip the dogs

Smoking ruin, Baby's crying
Computer error spreading terror

Safe and snug, you close your eyes
in your home bed, safe in your head 

Morning paper tells a story
Its a bore, dont read it Anymore
 
	Ultimately, you decide
	The nature of the beast
	That you will ride

Up on stage and blow that horn         (Reli gion)
lead the band with slight of hand

Build a church then blow it up
Epic fail with a holy grail

Just believe, never understand
That everything is part of a plan.

It all happens for a secret reason
Everything has its special season

	Ultimately, you decide
	The nature of the beast
	You keep inside  

Filthy lucre, dirty mammon		    (Money)
So much dirt, so much hurt

Ever chasing, Always sniffing
Dont lose the scent, gotta pay the rent

Strike a coin, mint a dollar
fill my need, fill my greed

Do the deed, make me bleed 
And still the band plays on.  

	Ultimately, you decide
	The nature of the beast
	That you will hide  

Only one thing worth a fight		       (Love)
Only one thing worth mother earth

When you find it hold on dearly
Just being tough wont be enough

Owe it to a better future 
A better place for the human race

Does not matter how you find it
From below or from above....

	that thing is love 
	that thing is love

Ultimately

He's On Our Team

What would Jesus do ? 
Do 'ya think he'd be star of the football team,
And he'd chastely kiss the cheek,
Of the pretty home coming queen ?

What would Jesus do ? 
Do 'ya think every home game at half time he would,
Slowly raise his hands in the air,
And feed the multitudes ?

Mmmmm, Ahhhhh

Maybe I'm being mean
Don't know why I like to blaspheme 
But can anyone out there please tell me
Where America ends and Jesus Begins ?

What would Jesus do ? 
Do 'ya think he'd be star of a TV show
And every week he'd show the people,
How to live a life good and true ?

What would Jesus do ? 
Do 'ya really think he'd wrap himself 
In red, white and blue
And come over the hill with a big gun
And show those terrorists a thing....

Mmmmm, Or Two ?

Maybe I'm being mean
Don't know why I like to blaspheme 
But can anyone out there please tell me
Where America ends and Jesus Begins ?

He's On Our Team

So many people, came from so far away
Working hard to make it there on time
Such a crush of humanity
But no one there seemed to mind

First time we ever saw the White House
We were at the Woman's March on Washington
Immigrants and citizens from everywhere
Never felt more American
Oh Say, can you see ?

Not really sure what we hoped to accomplish
Just knew we had to join the demonstration
Good people one and all, up and down the mall
Showing the best face of our nation.

We all walked away, flew home the next day   
We all said and thought the same thing.
Such energy will not be defeated
This does not end here, its only starting

First time we ever saw the White House
Was at the Woman's March on Washington
Immigrants and citizens from everywhere
Never felt more American
Oh Say, can you see ?

First Time We Ever Saw the White House

Accidental Ball of Dust
The only ball of dust, we think we know
Accidental Ball of Dust
All the time in the world so take it slow

We're all just slaves to analogy
Born tongue tied our brains get fried
Too much time, on our knees
Give me scales I understand, 
Something that makes some sense
Stand up tall and fire that ball
Knock you off your fence

Accidental Ball of Dust
The only ball of dust, we think we know
Accidental Ball of Dust
All the time in the world so take it slow

Take it slow, oh, take it slow
Say what's your hurry, 
You know there's no where else to go
Round and round and round
Then round and round again
You me gonna turn back to dust
Just don't know when

Accidental Ball of Dust
The only ball of dust, we think we know
Accidental Ball of Dust
All the time in the world so take it slow

Starry night, quiet hour
Too wide awake to sleep
Thoughts go round, don't make a sound
On padded feet they creep
Its always there on the tip of my tongue
Just can't quite spit it out
Ya laugh at me, cause ya think ya see
A little boy full of doubt, but there's no doubt

Accidental Ball of Dust
The only ball of dust, we think we know
Accidental Ball of Dust
All the time in the world so take it slow
All the time in the world so take it slow
All the time in the world so take it slow
All the time in the world so take it slow

Accidental Ball of Dust

Riverside

In the sunshine,
The children are playing in the courtyard.
Their voices carry to my window.
The snakes they've finished for the evening.
The victims rise and count their losses.
I'm tired of grieving,
Tomorrow I'm leaving,
For the Riverside.

There is no love,
In this place they call a community.
Your neighbors they move before you see them.
The snakes they are laughing at our weakness.
Alone we are never more than victims.
There is an old country wedding,
Tomorrow I'm heading,
For the Riverside.

There is no life,
Being woken up by sirens screaming.
And thanking God it's somebody else.
No it won't even leave you when you're dreaming.
You wake up sweating still regretting,
Ever leaving, 
Oh, Oh the Riverside.

In the daylight everything looks so new and modern.
You imagine the bars are off your window.
There's a sadness older than the city.
A root disease that's never slowing.
White knuckles showing,
Tomorrow I'm going,
To the Riverside.

Oh the Riverside, etc.

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