BALANCE (lyrics)

Walking on rolling stones
12 steps in to the twilight zone
Standing while the sticks are thrown
Bending while mending all my broken bones

Pedals and throttles / Plastic for bottles
Freeways and toll booths / Half-lies and half-truths

Pullers and shovers / Pushers and lovers
Kindness and dangers / Families are strangers

I am trying to find balance
Dying trying to find balance

Skipping over tightened ropes
Playgrounds and guns with scopes
Falling down from our heightened hopes
Marching in circles while we try to cope

Sons become daughters / The meek to the slaughter
Daughters become sons / Who decides the chosen ones

Pill for what ails me / If the side effects don't kill me
I think I'll take two / And then get a lawyer to sue

Left turns out right / Right turns out wrong
Words become weapons / And I'm writing songs

Knowledge is power / Means less by the hour
Fact becomes fiction / Of a stolen election

Seeking and finding / Business I'm minding
A line in the middle I walk 

I am trying to find balance
I'll die trying to find balance

Lyrics by Todd R Erickson
Music by Todd Erickson, John Edwards, Jay Potts, and John Songdahl
Copyright - Rock Garden Records / All rights reserved 
Publishing - Enduro Music Productions / Printed by permission

Balance

Born with no name in a no name town
Substitute daddy tried to stay around
Bottles and barmaids bar room escapades
Mom hooked up with Jesus prayed for things to change			
Lies and truth served on the rocks
Fact and fiction in the sauce 
Promises poured with alcohol
Cunning mistress stole them all				

Grew up in a barn with doors open wide
Kneeling in a church with a devil inside
Shaking hands with sinners raising hell with saints
Mom kept on praying while everything else changed					
Lies and truth are rubber bands
Fact and fiction hand in hand 
Promises with strings and bows
Charming mistress do-si-do’s	

I gotta keep on
I gotta keep on
Keepin' on, keepin' on

Heaven is a place I made with rock n roll  
If I don’t stop rockin’, I never grow old
	
Goin’ my own way singin’ my own song
Turn the other cheek until it feels wrong
Wrestling with demons never ending fight		
Sympathy for the Devil man I pity her tonight 					
Lies and truth are center stage
Fact and fiction make front page 
Promises made and vows be tried
Lonesome mistress passes by

I gotta keep on
I gotta keep on
Keepin' on keepin' on
OUTRO CHORUS REPEAT TO END:
I Gotta Keep On 
I Gotta Keep On
Keepin' On Keepin' On	

Copyright: All rights claimed by the writers and Enduro Music Productions (ASCAP)

Lyrics: Todd R Erickson, Boyd C. Williams
Song: Todd R Erickson
Vocals/bass/acoustic guitar: Todd R Erickson 
Guitars: John Edwards
Keyboards: John Nunan (electric piano), John Songdahl (organ, synthesizer, vocoder)
Drums: Jay Potts
Programming: John Nunan
Arrangement: Todd R Erickson, John Nunan
Produced, engineered and mixed by Todd R Erickson

Keep On Keepin' On

SPIRIT OF CHANGE (as performed by Holy Smoke)

I can feel it coming up behind me
I can feel it walking right beside me
Try to hide always going to find me
Could be the answer to the chains that bind me

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Seeing nothing my faith is getting bigger
Plow to the field feel it dig and dig now
Don’t want my life to be a gun without trigger
Don’t want my life, no
Don’t want my life, no
Don’t want my life
To be a gun
Don’t want my life to be a gun without trigger

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Spirit of change
Oh, oh, oh
Something new
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Time to change
Oh, oh, oh
Something new

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

There are times when fear is like a mountain
Don’t want to climb
Time keeper’s counting
Search lights on… pressure keeps mounting
Will I give in and free my fountain?

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Spirit of change
Oh, oh, oh
Something new
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Time to change
Oh, oh, oh
Something new

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Spirit of change
Oh, oh, oh
Something new
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Time to change
Oh, oh, oh
Something new

Copyright Rock Garden Records

Spirit Of Change

Is This America?
Performed by Holy Smoke

A mighty woman and her torch
Standing for Liberty
The lucky ones who met her
Became the majority
Of and by and for the people
Was how it’s supposed to be
Now a few of those whose fortunes rose
Decide what’s right for you and me

This is my home
This is America
Home of the brave?
Is it America?

Tired poor and huddled masses
Yearning to breathe free
Surviving on hope in the American Dream
Trusting Lady Liberty
Lives hanging in the balance
And now greeted by border patrol
The Mother of Exiles’ open arms
Have been mortgaged for a mighty wall

This is my home
This is America
Land of the free?
Is this America?

Our forefathers fought for freedom
Our mothers for the right to vote
Now the cheap words printed on red hats
Are sticking in their throats
One man kneels for justice
Another sayin’ I can’t breathe
One Nation under fear
In the Land of Opportunity?

This is my home
This is America
Home of the brave?
Is this America?

This is my home
This is America
Land of the free?
Is this America?

Lyrics: Todd Erickson, John Nunan (ASCAP)
Music and arrangement: Todd R Erickson (ASCAP)
Additional instrumentation and arrangement: John Nunan, John Edwards (ASCAP)
Produced/recorded/mixed by Todd Erickson for Enduro Music Productions (ASCAP)
Mastered by Adam Ayan at Gateway Mastering, Portland, Maine USA

Is This America?

I never cared about politics
Crooked creeps and tricky dicks
Klowns have taken over the circus tent
I'm voting Stephen Colbert for President

I got my news from comedians
SNL, Stewart, and Letterman
Late night school for malcontents
I'm voting Stephen Colbert for President

Prime time loser
Trust fund abuser
Pussy-grabbin’ (law breakin’) schmoozer
Handed the keys
Porn-star romancer
Lyin’ tap dancer
Virus and cancer
Sing it if you please

Stephen Colbert for President
He knows a thing or two about the government
He can be a ring leader for the elephants
I’m voting Stephen Colbert for President

Wait in line close the curtain
One thing is for certain
Seeing Red feeling Blue
Black ink job to do
Two circles one line
They had theirs now I want mine
Four years of sick and tired
I’m writing in “YOU’RE FIRED!”

He came to life on the Daily Show
Colbert Report always in the know
Fact-checking lie-cracking truthiness
I'm voting Stephen Colbert for President

Prime time winner
Humble beginner
Honest breadwinner like
The yous and the mes
Ask about his taxes
You won’t be grindin’ axes
He’ll show you where the facts is
Sing it with me please

Stephen Colbert for President
He knows a thing or two about the government
He can be a ring leader for the elephants
I’m voting Stephen Colbert for President

Stephen Colbert for President
Please excuse me man I need to vent
I want to know where all the money went
I’m voting Stephen Colbert for President

I don’t know much about politics
Comic book villains and lunatics
Since the Klowns have taken over the circus tent
I'm voting Stephen Colbert for President

Lyrics: Todd Erickson, John Nunan (ASCAP)
Music: Holy Smoke - Todd Erickson, John Edwards, John Nunan (ASCAP)
Produced by Todd Erickson for Enduro Music Productions (ASCAP)
Copyright notice: All rights claimed by the writers and Enduro Music Productions

Stephen Colbert for President

Authentic rock n roll. Thick, melodic, poetic, and sometimes metallic. Always groovy. 
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Made in USA.

Holy Smoke

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