1. |
Where I Come From
03:07
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Undecided, never sure of where you want to stay
Never taking chances, you don’t know no other way
Where I come from
We believe in what we say
Waiting for a signal that will tell you where to go
What you got inside you it's all you need to know
Where I come from
We believe in what we say
Make a move now let it take you
You’ll never be the same
World’s shining all around you
Walk into the flame
Where I come from
We believe in what we say
Undecided, never sure of where you want to stay
Afraid of making choices, afraid you’ll have to pay
Where I come from
We believe in what we say
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2. |
Hey Now Hey
03:09
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Carefully we stare transfixed
At technology’s coiled advance
Held in awe by helicopters
Moving into the sun
Sometimes I get so bored by it all
I need an angel to come out and play
If I get lost in your love
Can I convince you to stay?
Hey now hey
Hey now hey
Hey now hey
Will I find my way?
I’ve been to the wall, I’ve come back disgraced
I’ve seen too many things that my mind can’t erase
This is me talking, I’m so incomplete
How can a man feel and not lose any sleep?
Well sometimes I get so used to it all
I need an angel to show me the way
If I give in to your love
Can I convince you to stay?
Hey now hey
Hey now hey
Hey now hey
Will I find my way?
I wanted just to love you
And feel the touch of another hand
I’m still waiting for the changes
I’m still waiting here today
Hey now hey…
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3. |
Let's Legalize It
04:06
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There’s a hole in my life a needle can’t fill
The first cigarette and a blue and white pill
My kids don’t know me
I think it’s a shame
But I’m back in the alley
Doing it again
Let’s legalize it all around the world
No drug lord profits
No overdose
Armful of poison, for the price of a shot
You don’t want it now
That’s not going to stop
I kicked it once I can kick it again
I got nothing to live for but I remember when
I had ambition
A plan to survive
I got nothing to live for
But I don’t want to die
Let’s legalize it…
I went to a funeral for a kid named Ross
He took too much, he paid the cost
If he knew what he was doing
He’d be here still
He was a good kid
But he got killed
Let's legalize it...
Let’s regulate it, FDA approved
We can tax it, there's nothing to lose
Armful of poison, for the price of a shot
You don’t want it now
That’s not going to stop
Let’s undermine it
Let's regulate it
Let's talk about it
Let's neutralize it
Let’s legalize it
© 2006 John Pippus / Pamela Searle
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4. |
Leaving On Your Mind
02:23
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Have you got evil on your mind
You got me drinking all the time
Please please tell me dear
And say the words I want to hear
You got one eye out the door
Have you got evil on your mind
Have you got leaving on your mind
The way you treat me it's a crime
Please please let me know
If you don't love me anymore
Is there something that you need
Or have you got leaving on your mind
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5. |
Liberation Day
03:01
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The father lifts his boy up
To get a better view
At the generals and their armies
Dancing two by two
The Catholics aren’t laying trips
On the guilty and the lame
No one holds all the cards
There’s no one to blame
We all come out on Liberation Day
Sexuality is not in question
Desire is not a dirty word
You can be who you want to
As long as no one gets hurt
The children sing, the grass is green
Miles Davis is holding notes
People party on the rooftops
We all got the vote
We all come out on Liberation Day
High above the choir boys
Write their names in snow-white ink
But Adolf Hitler couldn’t make it
He needed time to think
We all come out on Liberation Day
© 2010 John Pippus
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6. |
Born A Genius
03:46
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There’s something that I wanted to tell you
Something I forgot to say
I was born a genius
I liked it better that way
But too much wild living
Wall to wall excess
Ground me down even
Left me in this mess
Oh what a lonely sentence
I remember when the deal went bad
Holding court in a motel bar
Hanging on a song
When in walked a lady
A lady of the night
She said I can see that you want me
I’ll take that as a sign
We were meant to be together
Til the end of time
Oh what a lonely sentence
I remember when the deal went south
Interstate, got the pedal down
Living life under the gun
I’m busted and stranded
And I’m on the run
I was born for good loving
Remorse is not my style
I hate to say it
But she was the one
Oh what a lonely sentence
Oh what a crazy time
Oh what a sorry state I’m in
I remember when the deal went down
© 2007 John Pippus / Pamela Searle
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7. |
Shopping Cart Joe
04:01
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Leaning into an April wind
Sifting through my past
Funny how the time takes things away
One wrong turn too many
And I guess I lost the thread
I didn’t plan to end up this way
Shopping Cart Joe
That’s what they call me
That’s all they know
Slamming doors and social workers
The neighborhood disgrace
I wish I never took it out on her
Beer on tap and small cigars
Are my only friends
I got swallowed by my pride
Shopping Cart Joe
That’s what they call me
That’s all they know
If you only knew what I could do
When I was on my game
I bet you’d want to be my friend
If you only knew what I was like
When I was seventeen
I want to go back there again
Counting off the city blocks
Adding up the dimes
Trying to keep the angry voices low
Pissing on a miracle
Hoping for a change
I’d just settle for piece of mind
Shopping Cart Joe…
© 2010 John Pippus
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8. |
Ancient Love
03:01
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Tell me darling where have I seen
Have our paths crossed back in history
Did I see you in some ancient market
Felt your eyes burning into me
I know your love, I know your body
The way you move unconsciously
I hear your voice teasing me softly
Take me down, love me again
Tell me darling where have I see you
Are we from another century
Did we slip away from time’s embrace
Or are you just my fantasy
I see you in my restless sleep
The way you know me is a mystery
I feel you here against my skin
Love me once, it starts again
I see you in my restless sleep
The way you know me is a mystery
I feel you here against my skin
Love me one time, it starts again
© 2010 John Pippus
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Jack knives and cannonballs
And days that never end
Mothers call their children home
But they’ll be back again
Comic heroes drifting in the sky
Playing hide and seek
When you close your eyes at night
Pray the Lord your soul to keep
Chairs in rows, playing and guessing games
Lions in a cage
The shadows growing longer
As we learn to act our age
I’m sorry that I left you there
Without a second glance
Caught up in a cold world
You didn’t stand a chance
Maybe I’ll go back one day
To the place where I was blessed
And do a running header there
It just might be my best
Jack knives and cannonballs
And days that never end
© John Pippus 2010
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10. |
One Shot
02:53
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Have you ever felt the cold wind blowing
Have you ever felt the rain on your skin
Have you ever felt anything at all
I hear you’re coming around again
I don’t buy your pretty talk and your designer shoes
You're reading all them magazines just to tell you what to do
You better stop and think about your time on this earth
We only get one shot
I don’t see no sign of life
You change your mind like you change your socks
You change it all the time
When are you gonna find something to believe in
When will you draw that line
Don't we have to answer for what we leave behind
I ask myself these questions and search the corners of my mind
You better stop and think about your time on this earth
‘Cause we only get one shot
We gotta protect this precious life
Fighting over oil, fighting over land
Fighting over the air that we breath
Help me understand
When we gonna change
When we gonna see the light
Too many dying needlessly, something just ain’t right
We better stop and think about our time on this earth
We only get one shot
Gotta respect this precious life
You better stop and think about your time on this earth
You only get one shot
Got to protect this precious life
© 2008 Karina Morin / John Pippus
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11. |
Your Mouth Is The Gun
03:38
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Your mouth is the gun
Your words the ammunition
You can take back what’s been said
But I’ll still be shot full of lead
Your eyes are the blades
That slice through all the plans I’ve made
You can blame it on a troubled life
But a heart can’t forget the twisting of the knife
If your argument is not with me
Then why do I have to bleed
If I’m the victim of your crime
Why am I the one doing time
You were the flame
That once burned through my veins
But now with nothing to lose
You’re just a spark, I’m just a fuse
If your argument is not with me
Why do I have to bleed
If I’m the victim of your crime
Why am I the one doing time
Caught out in the light
I’ve earned my stripes
I’ve had all I can take
Gonna make my prison break
I won’t be guilty of the same mistake
If your argument is not with me
Then why do I have to bleed
If I’m the victim of your crime
Why am I the one doing time
© 2008 Aaron Joyce and John Pippus
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12. |
It's Just Music
05:10
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It’s just music...
People singing / Moving to the wonder of it all / While up in the towers / Gold records line the walls / Deals are made, spirits broken / By the unit counts fall / While down on the street / Voices rise up and the rhythms rhyme with the beat / It’s a sound, make a sound now / Join in and sing / Make a sound / Open up your heart / Are you with me / And it’s only the sound of our voices / Keep the rhythm going / It can’t be wrong when you…
It’s just music…
- Ronii Wata solo -
It’s just music….
I want a world where we can all be strong / I want a world where we can all belong / Children and the old ones too / Respecting all the voices too / Ronii Wata, Watasun and Saga, Kickstart and touch it / It’s here, it’s real / Can’t you feel / It’s just music
It’s just music…
- John’s solo -
Eddie Tatoosh climbs a tree, gets to the top, looks around and he shakes.
It’s just music
© 2010 John Pippus and Adam Bailie
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