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Jack Be Nimble
04:14
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Jack be Nimble
Lyrics
V1. Don't fight the way they want you to
Color in the lines won't get your due
Got to go to the far out edge
Lean in to the love, lean in to the dread
They got paddy wagons at the court house
Where they are counting on you to be
So, occupy them airports, start praying
in the Wells Fargo Lobby
Ch.Jack be Nimble, Jill be quick
We'll jump over the candle stick
The flame is higher than it's ever been
If we don't give it a go, the fire might win
V2. There's no one coming to save us, but ourselves
So, tighten up those bootstraps
Pull the history books off the shelvesa
We got a new play book, a new playbook
But first we got to play
Won't do no good spinning circles
to bring down a God that's got no name
V3. Where the wind whips and the sun is red
spent days just hanging my head
Want to tear down this door
everything that ever came before
won't do no good, fire and rain
enlisting in the army of a hurricane
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2. |
Right Back at You
03:05
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3. |
Burn It Out
03:52
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We are trapped in Babylon
Short days, the urge to sleep forever
Defer, defer, defer
That's what this is,
that’s where we are
Lean in to read the captured scripture
This bathroom wall holds sacred memory
It’s says: Flash bang, I love you
Fuck the world, but thank
lord for the weekend
God’s dead, and you will be soon
I know what you mean, let me tell you...
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
Got a pile of bills to pay,
I got to paint the man, before the man paints me
Red and White, Black and Blue
There’s a mean spirit running through this country
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
We’ve been trapped in babyon
TV’s on, Instant messenger
It’s a blur, its a worried blur
That's what this is,
Is that all we are?
Flash, bang, honey
Whose to blame?
Are you sure you weren’e imagining?
Red & White, Black and Blue
There’s nothing new
There’s poison in our medicine
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, burn it clean
We got to Burn it out, burn it out, and fill it back up with loving
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Payday loans are laundering
Angry voices in my telephone
The young man believes the prophecy
He's the devil’s son born again
What will we become this hungered for revolution?
Count to ten, step by step, breath by breath step by step, breath by breath, amen
1, 2,3, 4,5,6 and 7, 8, 9,10
The cable news, your walking shoes The table we set for two
I cry and scream and carefully lean Over the edge of the mezzanine
This strange parade, was gravely made Will fade out and come what then?
Count to ten, step by step, breath by breath step by step, breath by breath, amen
1, 2,3, 4,5,6 and 7, 8, 9,10
The daily bread, the spider’s web,
The light within your eyes
Speak from the heart, the part that knows Those beaten down must rise
You’re angry and it’s honesty
And I promise to defend you My friend
step by step, breath by breath
step by step, breath by breath, till the end 1, 2,3, 4,5,6 and 7, 8, 9,10
The earth, the ore, the daily store
The siloes full of grain
A generation city bound, emancipating From farm and field, oh what’s the yeild
If there’s nothing to defend
step by step, breath by breath
step by step, breath by breath, till the end 1, 2,3, 4,5,6 and 7, 8, 9,10
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5. |
17 Days
03:48
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V1
Start with the part of the story
That scares you half way to hell
The art of life is integration
Of the beauty with the horrors
You wish you could dispel
CH
If you couldn’t tell by now I’m not doing well
If you couldn’t tell by now I’m not doing well
If you couldn’t tell by now...
I’m not doing well
V2
18 months she held her child in her breast
So it’s going to take more than 17 days to let her go to rest
I’m trying to understand the ties that bind me to this mother orca whale
She is grieving, heavingrieving, heaving her heavy heart through an ocean of sorrow
Deeper than any well
CH
If you couldn’t tell by now she’s not doing well
If you couldn’t tell by now she’s not doing well
If you couldn’t tell by now …
she’s not doing well
V3
I swim in a cancer of questions unanswered
The illness untreated, we’re all but defeated
Every time we turn our backs on the sound
Every time we turn our backs on the sound
BR
If you’re not grieving I don’t know how to talk to you right now
If you’re not grieving you must excuse me I am leaving
If you’re not grieving, I simply don’t know how
If you couldn’t tell by now I’m not doing well
If you couldn’t tell by now she’s not doing well
If you couldn’t tell by now....
V4
Start with the part of the story
That scares you half way to hell
The art of life is integration
Of the beauty with the horrors
You wish you could dispel
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6. |
Coaltown
04:50
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You took me driving
Through snowy hillsides
On the backroads to your hometown
You can count on your ten fingers
The folks you know who linger here still
Like you did for half of your life
Your life in an old coal town
Your father worked, he worked those machines
Searching the slopes of a mountain
For a coal soaked seam
And here’s where you built a fort
Up in the trees, a secret world
Where you had room to dream
Of a life that comes after, a life that comes after
Life in an old coal town
Here’s where you smoked your first cigarette
Where the windows are brokedn now
There are barn owls in the rafters
There are beaver dams and black bears here
a life that comes after
A life that comes after, life in an old coal town
In an old coal town
In an old coal town
In an old coal town
And I think I wanted to kiss you right then and there
The now fell so gentle in your hair
But you said we ought to go
This place is full of ghosts
I’ve let go of it already
I left home when I was 17
Again when I was 18 and I’m gone again on saturday
I’m anxious for the next chapter
For the life that comes after
Life in an old coal town
In an old coal town
[Tapping instrumental]
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7. |
Bartered Time
05:25
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It's too late to be singing a lullaby
I'd wake the whole house and it's too early to rise
And it's too late to call you and besides
Last time we spoke you sounded so sad
And the wind whispers when she wanders through my doorway saying yes you too child are human through and through
And people are just people you once said to me
Each us of us just trying, trying to make do
There's a beautiful woman painting a picture of a wilting rose the flower struggles to hold her pose
And everyone around her is whispering and moving slow because they know the work is fragile and on bartered time
The Christian hymns of my childhood sing a little softer everyday
And they still bring me comfort but they don't bring me home
No no no, home is somewhere far away
And people are just people you once said to me
Oh we don't deserve each other but we don't deserve to be along
People are just people you once said to me
Each of us just trying, trying to get home
And I don't like the idea of you living out there in LA
In a little room by yourself
And I'd go to you if I could I dream on it sometimes
Oh What can I say I can't help myself
And people are just people you once said to me
Each of us just a little lost
People are just people you once said to me
We gotta decide when the love's not worth the cost
And every song I sing is a cup I get to fill
I just bring it to my lips and let it spill spill spill
Cause music is communion it's bread and life and blood
I just don't know if I've been ready, ready for the flood...
And there's a beautiful woman painting a picture of a wilting rose the flower struggles to hold her pose
And everyone around her is whispering and moving slow because they know the work is fragile and on bartered time
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8. |
Grey Ghosts
04:26
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Erika Lundahl Seattle, Washington
Erika Lundahl is a musician, writer and activist based in Seattle, WA. She employs her classically trained voice and distinctive "tapping" guitar style to create an enveloping, atmospheric musical space. Her poetic, often autobiographical lyrics employ "poignant and powerful imagery" combined with a modern and individual style of storytelling to deal with contemporary social issues. ... more
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