Ecstasy (исполнитель: Rusted Root)
Ecstacy Take away your paper and pen Stacks of money and your foolish grin and go Take away your greedy way Take away the games to play and go See the woman standing at the door World gone by, again and again See the blisters growing on her feet World pushed on, pushed on World gone by... Take away [bad word] Take away your societies and go Get me off this backwards ride Take away your ficticious book of facts See the woman standing at the door World gone by, again and again See the blisters growing on her feet World pushed on, pushed on World gone by... I wouldn't want to be Living in a world of ecstasy With you Wasted arms, wasted legs Wrapped around this machine Military machine Military machine Military machine... I wouldn't want to be Living in a world of ecstasy With you Send Me On My Way I would like to reach out my hand I may see you, I may tell you [bad word] Pick me up with a golden hand I would like to hold my little hand How we [bad word] we will... How we will crawl, we will... Send me on my way [bad word] Sun See the bloody faces Lifted to the sky Do you want [bad word] To a future left behind? I remember asking why There lies agession Seperation where there should be love Power plays while the people die Let it rain and protect us from this [bad word] sun Open up your eyes And feel it burn Open up your eyes And let the child learn Why Does war kill only the small? And why Does war kill only the small? Empty where no one (?) Yes, no one Where no, no, no... Cat Turned Blue What is that you said? You gotta whistle in the wind Blow down, blow down Fear for me and I will fear for you Fear Fear whistles in the windows I blow down Been shakin' the law, daddy long-leg-a Breakin' the dawn Baby, when the cat turned blue Are you breakin' the dawn, daddy long-leg-a? Daddy-li-dawn Are you breakin' the dawn, daddy long-leg-a? Law? Beautiful People [bad word] and hear the funeral marching Maybe this is your suicide Maybe this is more pure Pure than simple Maybe this is all I have for home Why have all beautiful people [bad word] you on down? And [bad word] you on down? I saw the shame inside your addiction, Waitin' to see what was passed on by. I saw the shame and wondered why I should live, and die. Leave a note and tell me, Leave a note and tell me why. Martyr Hey mister can you help me sir, I plea, plea for your sympathy Words came bounding astern again Your horizons, well, they crowd up my chin I start to drown in your vision I look through your windows as they flew through the air I was there swelling in your pool of aggression How long should we play the martyr? Hey [bad word] down and see, see your misery Words came bounding astern again Your horizons they shed my skin Open wide to my spirit I look through your windows as they flew through the air All I could find was a river in pieces How long should we play the martyr? Rain Build a barn Joe Raise a barn yourself Rain gonna fall Rain gonna fall Rain, rain, gonna down on your head Rain, rain, gonna fall Build a barn Joe and you can Raise the barn yourself If you kick the sun down Food & Creative Love Big kindly hand [bad word] me down Didn't look away and lord I hit the ground Blood started to flow Blood started to flow Big hand, well here [bad word] again I wanna heal, yeah Leap from the wounds of your fear Big hand gave blow, I stumbled down I stumbled down, as you are Blood started to flow Blood started to flow Big hand, here [bad word] again I wanna heal, yeah All I want is food and creative love