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Cold New England Rain © 11-23-2004 by Shasta Mountain Thunder Music (BMI)

1.) Reality sets in - Yes, time slips right on by -

Ain't no comfort for the loss that's - burning in your eyes -

Why does it have to be that way - life suckin' and then dyin'? -

They can pacify with pity but - that won’t stop the pining -

Sometimes there’s a passing pleasure - but even that don’t stop the pain -

And there's nothin' - no nothin' - under that dark gray sky -

sadder than the patter of that cold- cold-cold-cold - New England Rain -

Cold- cold-cold - New England Rain -

2.) As I glance up toward the steeple - it's cluttered up with birds-

All I hear is silence - in between the words -

And here I stand half naked - in the middle of the storm -

I feel I'm getting ancient - waiting to be born -

All the answers have been eaten - by the keeper of the flame -

And there's nothin’ - no there's nothin' - under that dark grey sky -

sadder than the patter of that cold- cold-cold - New England Rain -

Cold- cold-cold - New England Rain

(Bridge)

Well the wind blows hard and cold - the frost is on the lawn -

The roses have been eaten - by the reaper before dawn -

It don’t get any easier - the more time that passes by -

The times just get longer - between the times I cry -

3.) As I walk among the tombstones - the epitaphs they sting -

I taste the salt of tears - Well, hollow bells won’t ring -

You can chase your dreams ‘til sunset - but still end up dressed in black -

I’m lost in my past years - but I can’t get any of them back -

Oh, you can’t run toward the future - while you trip down memory lane -

And there's nothin' - no there's nothin' - under that great big sky -

sadder than the patter of that cold- cold-cold-cold - New England Rain -

That cold- cold-cold - New England Rain - (repeat last 4 lines)

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No More Smokin’! © 04/03/2004 by Shasta Mountain Thunder Music (BMI)

1. Well if you wanna die chokin’ - you’re not gonna do it with smoke!

Why don’t I just wrap my little hands - around your little throat?

No more smokin’ - No more smokin’ in this town. -

No more smokin’ at Cousin Larry’s - No more smokin’ at Widow Brown’s!

2. Well if you wanna die smokin’ - No! You’re not gonna do it ‘round me -

You see we got these things called liberals - from sea to mercury sea -

No more smokin’ - No more smokin’ anywhere -

We’re the anti-nicotine nazis and we’re here to keep the smoke out of your hair -

(Chorus)

No more smokin’ in the cafes - No more smokin’ in your room -

No more smokin’ in the factory - I still smell your cheap perfume -

No more smokin’ in the White House - No more smokin’ big cigars -

No more smokin’ on the TV - and you probably can’t smoke on mars!

3. Well I ain’t sayin’ it’s healthy - Yeah! I’ll probably die from it -

But just give me one little bar - where I can imbibe in it -

No more smokin’ - No more smokin’ in this pure world -

After all you might influence - an innocent boy or girl -

4. So if you wanna die chokin’ - you’re not gonna do it with smoke!

Why don’t I just wrap my little hands - around your little throat?

No more smokin’ - No more smokin’ in this here town. -

No more smokin’ in this whole damn world - No more smokin’ at Widow Brown’s!

(2nd Chorus)

No more smokin’ in the poolhalls - No more smokin’ in your own tomb

No more smokin’ at a concert - Are all our freedom’s doomed? -

No more smokin’ while you’re drinking - No more smokin’ while you pee -

Well, I sure do feel so lucky - to be so freaking free -

Yeah! I sure do feel lucky - to be so freaking free -

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1) Oh, say can you see? -That sometimes you’re the victim of a game you’re forced to play -

And the tables turn and ask, “can you accept some pain today?” -

Is that puppeteer still pulling strings a ringmaster or clown? -

Or a demon masquerading in America’s hometown? -

2) Oh, say can you see? - Oh, say can you see the breakers - at the beaches -

caressing nature’s shore? -

Or are the waves a-poundin’ upon you’re silent greenback door? -

Oh, how’s your ex-miner grandad doin’? I guess he don’t get much sun. -

He’s livin’ in a coalmine of America’s black lung. -

3) Oh, say can you see? - Your sister, she worked with chemicals - ‘til her head looked like

her knee. -

And your mother she inspected microchips - and now she’s spectacled just to see -

Oh, how’s your foreman father who oversaw the dumping of those deadly shards? -

Oh, is that healthfood glowing in America’s backyard? -

(Instr.)

(bridge) - Oh, the words that rhyme with the winds of time are spoken everyday. -

But, can the words I shout - inspire her doubt - before she’s blown away? -

4) Oh, say have you seen the planets? - Oh, haven’t you seen the papers? -

Oh, haven’t you seen how the po-lice cars are chauffering away the neighbors? -

As the vidiot screens control our dreams, marines die on foreign shores -

and I swear I saw phantoms dressed in black at America’s back door -

Oh, say why can’t you see? -

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1.) Well, the bugler’s playin’ them taps - and there’s six people dressed in black -

But, I ain’t lookin’ at that outside of my window -

And they’re washin’ down the lot - Yeah! They’re givin’ it all they got -

But, I ain’t lookin’ at them outside of my window -

Outside my window - ain’t nothin’ but rain -

Outside my window - keeps bringin’ me pain - so in here I’ll remain -

2.) Well, the saucers in the sky - Yeah! They’re burnin’ out my eyes -

But, I ain’t lookin’ at them outside of my window -

And the ground is turnin’ cold - and the people are gettin’ so old -

But, I ain’t lookin’ at them outside my window -

Outside my window - ain’t nothin’ for me -

Outside my window - I don’t wanna be free! - Just let me be! -

(alternate lyrics)- Outside my window - ain’t nothin’ but snow -

Outside my window - It’s freezin’ cold! - So, I just got to go! -

Outside my window - ain’t nothin’ but rain -

Outside my window - keeps bringin’ me pain - so in here I’ll remain -

3.) Now, they’re poundin’ on my ceilin’ - It’s a dirty hand they’re dealin’ -

But I ain’t lookin’ at them outside of my window -

And the poison in the breeze - Yeah! I know we can hardly breathe -

But, I ain’t sniffin’ at that outside of my window -

Outside my window - ain’t nothin’ but rain -

Outside my window - keeps bringin’ me pain - so in here I’ll remain -

Just goin’ insane - usin’ tv for my brain -

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It Won’t Reach! (My Hose Won’t Reach!)

1. I was workin’ on my car and I needed a wrench -

so I yelled to my new neighbor over the fence -

I need a one size fits-all perfect monkey wrench for my nuts -

Well, she said her name was Eve - can you come & plant some seed -

I said, My hose won’t reach! -

My hose won’t reach! - Yeah, my hose won’t reach! -

She said I’ll give your car a push - if you come & water my bush -

I said, My hose won’t reach! -

2. Well I said I’m really pleased - to meet you Eve -

And your garden of Eden - is surely ripe for eatin’

She said she needed a man - real good with his hands -

To help her wash the fuzz off her peach -

Well I’d surely like to oblige - but I worry ‘bout my size -

Yeah, my hose won’t reach! -

Well, my hose won’t reach! - My hose won’t reach! -

There ain’t nothin’ you can learn - if your small like Howard Stern -

And your hose won’t reach! -

3. Well, I helped her with her ho’ - and I let her hold my hose -

She pulled it and she twisted it - She squirted all her rows -

I said I hope after all this stretchin’ - I don’t spring a leak -

She said if you can’t take it - You can always try and fake it -

(or, “you can always try an’ shake it”)

If your hose won’t reach! -

My hose won’t reach! - My hose won’t reach! -

If you feel like a (little) hobbitt - just be glad she didn’t bobb-it -

so your hose will never reach! - Oh, yeah! -

Your hose won’t reach! - No! Your hose won’t reach! -

She said if you can’t take it - You can always try and fake it -

If your hose won’t reach! -

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1.) First I lived in the basement - then I moved to the attic -

No-one could live in the bedroom - too much electrical static -

Oh, virginal lady - radiant charm -

I couldn’t stay a stranger so I sounded the alarm -

I asked to pick her flower - she said she was a whore -

I said, “That’s all right baby - I ain’t keepin’ score” -

Modern Fixations! - Modern Fixations! -

2.) I’m a man of many hungers - raw desires I have missed -

With the purest of intentions - I descend to the abyss -

With a rose betwixt my teeth - and a razor blade moustache -

I said,”I’m gonna be famous!” - you said you only take cash! -

The last train leaves at midnight - it’s headin’ out toward the border -

You shouldn’t ought’a pump my handle babe -

If you’re not expecting water -

Modern Fixations! - Modern Fixations! -

(instr.) - (bridge)

Oh, I massaged your answer ‘chine - you never called me back -

I walked up and down your sidewalk - avoiding all the cracks -

I’m spinning like a ferris wheel - you’re grinning like a clown - Wha-ho

Oh, come and ride my roller coaster - It’s fun goin’ up and down -

Modern Fixations! - Modern Fixations! -

3.) Oh, I lit up a cigarette - you went to take bath -

A nuptial dream in a cigarette haze - even a god would gasp! -

Oh, does she want to come - and comfort me a while? -

Or is it just the money that makes her smile? -

It’s just a Modern Fixations - a vision of road’s end -

That old Camelot syndrome - the White Knight strikes again -

Modern Fixations! - Modern Fixations! -

4.) Well, I finally got out of the attic - I ended up in the garage -

The world’s an insane asylum - with the lunatics in charge! -

You worked me up in the casino - I asked to flush your Royal! -

Ahw, come on baby - you know it won’t spoil -

It’s just a Modern Fixation - of things I’d like to do! -

Oh, now I’m an hour younger girl - and I wanna spend it on you! -

Modern Fixations! - Modern Fixations! -

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1.) You took a ride on an arrow-plane - to play the villians part -

You came across like a loaded gun - blew away my heart -

Why don’t you just stay at home - put the dead to rest -

Stay away from me right now - and my true loves breast! -

I said, No! No Doctor! -Ahw, keep your scalpel clean! -

I don’t want you touchin’ me! -

I said, No! No Doctor! - You’re tyin’ up my Nurse -

With the stitches of your purse! -

2.) She’s married to your profession! - She’s married to your dough -

But, our souls were bound by the Eagle’s knot - centuries ago -

There’s a Tiger on the Mountain - there’s a Raven in the Tree -

There’s an Echo in a Rainbow - where sand kisses the sea -

I said, No! No Doctor! - you perish when you hold -

In a prison of fool’s gold! -

I said, No! No Doctor! - I’m left with a lock of hair -

While you keep her locked in there! -

(instr.)

I said, No! No Doctor! - there ain’t no way to cure -

The love I have for her! -

I say, No! No Doctor! - this magic can’t be killed -

By a little yellow pill! -

3.) Well, no-one ever asked you - to leave your little town! -

I dreamt that when your plane came in - it came in upside down! -

Well, if you don’t appreciate - the visions that I see -

Oh, why don’t you just set her free - to come and live with me! -

I said, No! No Doctor! - You’re tyin’ up my Nurse -

With the stitches of your purse! -

I said, No! No Doctor! - The perscription that you sold -

A placebo for her soul -

I said, No! No Doctor! - You keep your scalpel clean! -

I don’t want you touchin’ me! -

I said, No! No Doctor! - The cure that I behold -

Is the stardust of her soul - a-whoa-ho - whoa-ho -whoa-ho

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1.) We were down for the Count of Jazz - with tears in our restless eyes -

And we all went to funerals inside our heads -‘cause another golden boy dies -

21 guns and gladiolas - canon roared out across the square -

Morticians living off politicians - such a strange and foreign affair -

(chorus) We got - condo-commandos - wearing camouflage bvd’s -

The Nazi’s joined the triple K - the neighborhood’s on their knees -

They’re blowing the heads off baby squirrels - opposition in their wake -

Some of them are double-think agents - all of them are on the take -

2.) Congressional aids just turn the page - behind motel room doors -

With justice blind to the evidence - democracy it snores -

The real foundations of liberty - are deliberately swept away -

But if the statue is to stand - it’s you that’s got to pay -

3.) I’ll surely Miss America - her freedom’s in distress -

They raise you up to strip you down - then tell you to get dressed -

There she goes, Miss America - with a shadow on her back -

As the jackal pulls down all the shades - painted red, white and black -

(chorus) We got - condo-commandos - wearing camouflage bvd’s -

The terrorists wave sophisticated weapons - made by you and me - -

They’re blowing the heads off babies - opposition in their wake -

Some of them are double-think agents - all of them are on the take -

4.) So now you ask me to trust you - I see swords pokin’ out of your eyes -

Whatever happened to the wisdom? - Was it only a lie? -

Like your automatic weapons in the basement - they can't be denied -

after all these damn survivors - I wonder who in the hell will survive! -

(chorus) We got -

5.) Now I sit here kind of baffled - to young to be out of time -

Like an ancient soldier of - in a world of deaf & blind -

Illustrious badges of courage were worn by the lost and wandering sheep-

And the shades of red, white & black are drawn tight - & no-one dares to peek

(chorus) Condo-commandos - wearing camouflage bvd’s -

The Nazi’s joined the triple K - the neighborhood’s on their knees -

They’re blowing the heads off baby squirrels - opposition in their wake -

Some of them are double-think agents - all of them are on the take -

We celebrate the sickness - they celebrate our wake - Whoa!

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1) I was crossin’ those borders of misdirection - while ducking the bullets & the rocks! -

While livin’ in the land of enchantment - mismatched opportunity knocks!

Oh, in this day & age where nothin’ is sacred & even less is guaranteed -

I sure don’t find it in his, “vital interest” to send my son to bleed! -

(chorus)

“Oh, - Stand back! - Drop down!” - Who’s in control? - My life force screams in

silence! - No sound, no light, a cavernous tomb. - The allies act out violence! -

Remember what you witness, lest you be warned, for the next day you may

die! - All manner of fear, creepy-crawly things was then displayed to I - Yi-Yi-Yi-

Yahaha I -ii - I -Yi-Yiii - Yahaha I-ii - I -Yi-Yiii!

2) Into darkness we desendeth; a smothering blanket from below! - A trapdoor in my basement, black curtains close the show! - Manipulated pride helps you wave goodbye to your daughters & your sons! - They fed the wolf raw-meat, now the world’s in heat - & they’re - passin’ out the guns! - (chorus optional) -

3) I saw the air grow thick with clouds - at the closing of the day! -

And the hunters, they all gathered ‘round - to keep the wolf at bay! -

Does it all sound too familiar now? - The poundin’ of the hearts & drums!

They’re winding up the tanks boy! And they’ve numbered old & young! -

(chorus) - (instrumental)

4) We need an index finger and a beating heart - for every gun we built. -

One on either end of the barrel - and a flag to cover the guilt! -

Oh, just to drive our polluting cars, how much blood per gallon will be spilt? -

Oh, all those flashing pinball signs are reading close to tilt! -

5) I saw the poet, naked, painted - on an entertainment wall! -

He looked just like the jester, - just before the fall! -

Now, how long must I sing these songs? - Oh, will they ever learn? -

How many will end up with 8 holes in they’re head so we can have cheap oil to burn? -

6) Near the garden of Eden where it all began - it could end in a burning Bush! -

With every moment that goes by - we find a new button to push! -

Are we tappin’ at the door of Armageddon, by tappin’ on a broken drum? -

Oh, maybe it’s time to chuck it all - and explore the spiritual life of a bum! -

(chorus)

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1. Well, the princess - she’s a waitress in the rock ’n roll bar -

While the prince - he’s pauper-poet of the street -

And they see the other children - all playing in the snow -

pretending that life was so sweet -

I love her beautiful bold spacious eyes -

Her hair amber, waves o’er her brain -

Her perfectly rounded majesties - stir flames in my every vein -

And - some of you are my friends - some of you are my lovers -

Others I just seem to recognize - and are kin to me as brothers-

Well, way down in the heartland - way down in the south bay -

Deep down into the Silicone Heartland - down in San Jose -

2. Now, the silicone fathers buy the five digit cars -

For the children who do tricks for their treats -

And they worry all about the shortage of gas -

And pay those cops to keep them off them streets -

With all those lasers and computers in Sunnyvale -

New Atlantis will never fail! - Never fail! - Never fail! -

If my name was Noah, I’d build a space ark -

For Orion - I would set sail -

‘cause - some of you are my friends - some of you are my lovers -

Others I just seem to recognize - and are akin to me as a brother-

Well, way down in the heartland - way down in the south bay -

Deep down into the Silicone Heartland - down in San Jose -

Way down in the heartland - way down in the south bay -

Deep down into the Silicone Heartland - down in San Jose - (repeat)

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1.) With your - Freudian Flowers on your window ledge -

Pointsetta petals baby - painted royal red -

I don’t live in Siberia - Ya’ know, I’m just across that street - Yeah!

I just wanna be near to ya’ -

Can’t you feel my heart - beat for ya’ -

Baby - can’t feel the- heat for ya’-

Baby - How do I com-pete for ya’ -

Baby - I wanna make it neat for ya’ right now - Wha - ha -

2.) Well, you don’t have to worry about swallowin’ your pride -

Just let me express what I feel inside -

Earthquakes in the papers everyday - \

Our time is runnin’ out -Yeah! -

I just wanna please you in every way -

How could you ever doubt me, hey! -

Baby - How can I live without ya’ - Hey! -

Baby - I wanna scream and shout about ya’ - Hey! -

Baby - my world is sufferin’ a drought- without ya’ right now!- Wha-ha -

(bridge) - As I gather up the dust of the burnt out angels -

And fold-up all their wings -

I return from a journey to the - eastern past -

Where all the memories still cling - Memories still cling -

3.) Like your - Freudian Flowers on your window ledge -

Pointsetta petals baby - painted royal red -

I don’t live in Siberia - Ya’ know, I’m just across that street - Yeah!

I just wanna be - near to ya’ -

Can’t you feel my heart - beat for ya’-

Baby - can’t feel the - heat for ya’-

Baby - how do I com-pete for ya’-

Baby - wanna make it neat for ya’ right now - Wha - ha -

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Choruses - Oh! Whatever happened to America’s child - I don’t see those eyes of

(1-wonder/ 2-innocence/ 3-kindness) come around here anymore -

Have we abandoned (him/her/them) - left (him/her/them) to/for the wild - ‘til

all we see is tears and fear in the eyes - the eyes of America’s child -

1.) Did you lock the windows?- Did you bolt the door?- Did you let ‘em watch those movies full of violence and gore? -

Did you sing to them a lullaby? - Did you listen to them cry? - Did you see life disappear in the eyes - the eyes of America’s child?

2.) Did you beat him when he cried for love - to show him real pain? -

Did you lock him in the closet - until he went insane? -

When he cried out for you - was he left bleeding and defiled? - ‘til

all that’s left is emptiness and sighs - in the eyes of America’s child -

So.... fear & hell in the eyes - the eyes of America’s child -

3.) Did you let her try your makeup on and pack her off to school? -

The “tramp look is really in”, she said - her false face was, “really cool!”

By the time that she was 12 years old - there were three rings in her

nose - and now shes passin’ AID’s through all those holes - ‘til there’s

nothin’ left but tears and fears and holes - in the eyes - the eyes of

America’s child -

Ahh!......fear & tears in the eyes -in the eyes of America’s child

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1.) I left on a Monday - perhaps it was wrong -

But, I had to find someplace - where I belong -

Was it the voice of the devil that I - heard by my side -

Or the songs of sweet angels that - coaxed me to fly? -

The lightning it flashed - the thunder rolled -

As I followed that path - In search of my soul -

(refrain)- And the rainclouds they followed me - from coast to coast -

As I followed that dream - was I - chasin’ my ghost? -

2.) By Tuesday I was movin’ through west Tennessee -

I stopped to see Nashville - but it didn’t see me -

By Wednesday I crossed those - waste Texas plains -

So flat and so desolate - it all looked the same -

I encountered a creature of - hot blood and lust -

So I kept heading westward - California or bust - (refrain)

3.) In the Land of Enchantment - I saw some of the sights -

In caverns of popcorn I - spun with delight -

I saw witches in waiting and - temples of flame -

And wizards and sorcerers who - played with my brain -

My body was covered with - ash, dust and grit -

Overcast by dark shadows - I stood over a pit - (refrain)

4.) I went into the desert - that lost all the grass -

Forty days on a mountain - my time it did pass -

I was illumined and hit by - a sudden mirage -

That I could not find home - in a two car garage -

Then finally I reached that - Golden Gate State -

Filled with compassion - and also my fate - (refrain)

5.) When I (finally) reached the Pacific - The tide it rushed in -

To greet me, baptize me - to wash ‘way my sins -

The sun it was swallowed - engulfed by blue sea -

And I noticed a lighthouse - it was winkin’ at me -

So, I drove up the Coast Road to - old San Jose -

‘Twixt cardboard curtain mountains - for a while I’ll stay -

(last refrain)- And the rainclouds they parted when - I reached this coast -

Now, I’ll find that dream or - turn into my ghost? -

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