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prayers for bobby 11
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PRAYERS FOR BOBBY 17-09-11
a brother killed his brother by telling to his mother he was gay
his mother didn’t answer she just prayed for him she hoped he could be saved
his sister only saw the sickness, cancer had grown around his brain
his father took a stance on it but tried to keep the flow of things the same
life’s full of pain ya got ta learn to live with
life’s full of rain comes filling up yer bucket, unexpected
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changing gears 4
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CHANGING GEARS vicky’s song (vegans will lead us back 2 the garden)CAPO3
AmBCG
changing gears down low an up hill battle
making trails A path others 2 follow
changing gears backlogged through sleepy hollow
from here on out Gthis land is their land also
changing gears mis guided by the moon light
changing gears, peddling on some old worn out ideaS
changing gears believing something silly so sublime
changing gears reaching out for rhyme
FGAm
changing gears falling in with winter
changing gears ride A long grand river
changing gears nearing cowbell brewery
2 the north, west ward god rich bound
changing gears re cycling WAR with suffering
changing gears, wind stinging, in their solemn stare
changing gears what has our just ICE answered
changing gears unanimously slaughter
FGAm
changing gears falling in with winter
changing gears ride A long grand river
changing gears nearing cow bell brewery
2 the north, west ward god rich bound
changing gears tethered to the weather
changing gears now knowing not 2 never never land
changing gears all life OU/R souls CO nnected
respecting U dO on 2 me that i am
FGAm
changing gears falling in with winter
changing gears ride A long grand river
changing gears nearing cow bell brewery
2 the north, west ward god rich bound
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Well the eggs chase the bacon
Round the fryin' pan
And the whinin' dog pidgeons
By the steeple bell rope
And the dogs tipped the garbage pails
Over last night
And there's always construction work
Bothering you
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
Friday's a funeral
And Saturday's a bride
Sey's got a pistol on the register side
And the goddamn delivery trucks
They make too much noise
And we don't get our butter
Delivered no more
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
Well Big Mambo's kicking
His old grey hound
And the kids can't get ice cream
'Cause the market burned down
And the newspaper sleeping bags
Blow down the lane
And that goddamn flatbed's
Got me pinned in again
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
There's a couple Filipino girls
Gigglin' by the church
And the windoe is busted
And the landlord ain't home
And Butch joined the army
Yea that's where he's been
And the jackhammer's diggin'
Up the sidewalks again
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
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COME RIDE ON MY SAILBOAT - you help me to feel a little less blue D C
come ride in my sailboat - come tug on my sails
you’re wrapped in my raincoat - sure weather prevails - umhummm
come ride on my sailboat - come ride at high seas
take my hand we’ll sail together in my dreams
come ride on my sailboat - i’ll sail you safely to shore
saving all the sea shells from deaf oil war(orwell) lords
come ride on my sailboat - come ride in my dreams
my hand be your lifeboat - my heart beats on steam -umhummm
you wake me up baby - when i’m sleeping in
you shake me - ya save me
you help me to plough, through all these paper rules
you help me to feel - a little less blue, a little less blue, a little less blue
come ride in my sailboat - come sail in my dreams
with me, with me
you help me to feel - a little less blue, a little less blue, a little less blue
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THERE’S ALWAYS SOMETHING CHASING ME
D C
there’s always something chasing me
banging a broken drum on some back door
feelings R ever changing
we’re going through
we try to keep our feet firm to the floor
ferris wheels keep rolling round fun
wearing us down
the rubber so slightly worn out in our souls
we’re slowly rolling weary but the warm sun shines to thee
our shelter is this sun shine along his road
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New Recording 2
00:05
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gaygodknottaught 41
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infrastructure 10
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S.O.S. so many many ways to fit within inside their infrastructure G D Em C
so many many way to fit within inside this infrastructure x2
when i was a little young boy i thought that everything worked out like that, and now that i get older i miss the way things used to be when i was younger but now am older so it doesn’t matter anyways • i remember things like that
so many many way to fit within inside this infrastructure x2
somebody once told me that up is right and wrong is left and all these things made me think that this must be what life is all about, but now i’m having my doubts i’m having my doubts
so many many way to fit within inside this infrastructure x1
when i was a little child my daddy sat me down onto his knee he said son, he said son you’re gonna be the light above the moon, that shines down for me it’s all i got(to) keep going on, can’t you see
can’t you be who i want to be, like me can’t i • just let it go
so many many way to fit within inside this infrastructure
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infrasturscura song 8
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the tortoise and my hair Guelph, Ontario
diary of a decomposing dog
this diary on this scary day is one of warmth again and
play i am not going to say what my feeling really is in fact it’s just a lark that i have any at all no one’s left to listen, no one ever has, my bed’s been made un-wizened so been judged to be the best, but somehow just one wrinkle in my head is always left.
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