Copy of Madonna Unreleased Songs

1999-2000 - MUSIC DEMOS/UNRELEASED

Like an Angel Passing Through My Room

Revenge

Little Girl

Boum!

Baby Blue Jay

2002-2003 - AMERICAN LIFE DEMOS/UNRELEASED

Set the Right

Funny Game

Love Won't Wait

2004-2005 - HELLO SUCKERS/LUC BESSON DEMOS

Is This Love

Alone with You

All Bend a Knee
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

How low must we have come
To worship such a one
To believe the basest lies
From the beast before our eyes

How can we give this creature power
To destroy our very lives
To spread poison by the hour
Till nothing good survives

[chorus]
All bend a knee to it
To the maggot in a suit
All bow and plea for mercy
Women must all curtsey
It has come into the room
It is time to meet our doom

All bend a knee 
All bend a knee 

[instrumental]

How can anyone not see
A creature with no conscience
A creature ruled by hate
And now, it is too late

A creature ruled by lust
It must do what it must do
It cares nothing for all else
It cares only for itself

[chorus]
All bend a knee to it

All bend a knee to it
To the maggot in a suit
All bow and plea for mercy
Women must all curtsey
It has come into the room
It is time to meet our doom

All bend a knee 
All bend a knee 

[instrumental]

How deeply stupid must we be
To trust someone like he
To take his word as truth 
And ignore what we see

What have we done?
There is no going back
Our future now all gone
It is courage that we lack

[chorus]
All bend a knee to it
To the maggot in a suit
All bow and plea for mercy
Women must all curtsey
It has come into the room
It is time to meet our doom

All bend a knee
All bend a knee

[instrumental]

All bend a knee to it
To the maggot in a suit
All bow and plea for mercy
Women must all curtsey
It has come into the room
It is time to meet our doom

All bend a knee
All bend a knee

[outro]

All Bend a Knee

Intro
Light a come, heart awake,
new song fi di soul mi make.
Tears from night dry pon cheek,
Jah whisper — “Sing, mi speak.”

Verse 1
Mi rise from stone to ground,
life again, sweet sound.
Every pain mi face before,
now become di open door.
Hand to sky, mi give mi praise,
Jah mercy fill di days.
Earth and sea join di song,
mi know where mi belong.

Chorus (×2)
Come now, sing to Jah,
give thanks fi di breath we draw.
Mountains echo, rivers play,
mi heart say — Jah way.

Verse 2
Mi feet still remember fire,
but now mi spirit higher.
No chain, no fear, no past,
mi free at last.
Every voice, one sound,
truth and peace all around.
Mi soul dance in Jah light,
day conquer night.

Bridge
If today you hear Jah voice,
listen deep — that’s di choice.
Love no come from crown,
it rise from kneelin’ down.

Chorus (×2)
Come now, sing to Jah,
give thanks fi di breath we draw.
Mountains echo, rivers play,
mi heart say — Jah way.

Outro
Sun kiss di ocean tide,
hope again inside.
Morning call fi every soul,
Jah make mi whole.

(Music continue)

Psalm 95

measure, breathe, begin.

Salt like snow and thyme like rain,
 steam writes notes on the windowpane.
 Hands learn prayers the wrists remember,
 stirring circles, slow as embers.
 Garlic, mercy, pepper, peace, 
 fragrance loosens knotted grief.
 Heap the ladle, keep it low;
 what we keep, we let it go.
 Names are seeds in broth made bright,
 dissolving gently into light.
 Clocks go quiet, chairs grow kind,
 heat unwinds the hardened mind.
 Bowl to lip, we learn the art, 
 warmth from world to mouth to heart.

 mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | mmm-mmm, stay
 mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | place the day

Bitters first; then sweetness follows, 
 onions teach the shallow hollows.
 Sizzle writes a softer grammar,
 oil forgives the sharp of hammer.
 Bread says nothing, says it best;
 crumbs make altars, crumbs make rest.
 Lay the spoons like tiny moons,
 orbit bowls in patient tunes.
 Heat translates the tongue of stone,
 turns alone to less alone.
 Sip by sip the body knows,
 how a humble solace grows.
 What is gone is not destroyed, 
 steam makes music of the void.

mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | come in, sit near
 mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | blessed bowl, bear

ladle low.
let it flow.
bless the salt.
not your fault.
bowls like bells.
ring the wells.

We don’t plead; we practice giving, 
 heat is how the hands say living.
 Herbs confess their green religion,
 stock recalls the bone’s decision.
 Table holds our ordinary, 
 porcelain as sanctuary.
 Take, and take the time it takes,
 quiet mends the minor breaks.
 If a shadow lifts its face,
 offer warmth, not proof or place.
 If a memory knocks the glass,
 let it in, then let it pass.
 Let the broth keep speaking low, 
 love is ladled, never owned.

mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | night turns mild
 mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | sweetest child
 mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | dream, little light
 mmm-mmm, m-m-mm | sweet dream, goodnight

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