Hey...I saw a shooting star fallin' down
Forgot to make my wish and now it's too late...
Hey...When the clouds begin to clear
The moon seems so near that you could almost touch it...
Hey...all my friends have gathered 'round
Hey...and I'd really love to stay
...but when my sanity returns they'll come and take me
Into Wonderland I'll go screaming
Into Wonderland I'll go screaming
Into Wonderland
Yea...I have seen the subtle transformation of the man into the god
...then back again
Yea...We were plotting out the destiny of a universe smaller than a grain of sand...
Yea...I'm playing tricks with time
Yea...I know it's only in my mind
...but I wish that you were coming with me
Into Wonderland we'd go dreaming
Into Wonderland we'd go dreaming
Into Wonderland
Come with me
"The Ladder"
If your days on earth are numbered
Count them on your hands
Then all the burdens you've been under
Disappear into quicksand (Yes and)
Let it be a witness to the hopeless in these times
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
You can lead a drunk to the whiskey
It ain't hard to make him drink
And I've heard it said "A life sentence
Is a good long time to think"
But some folks just want a hand-out
Of my money and my time
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
If your inner child is a bastard
And he promises a lie
People always tellin' you
Where you're going when you die
You talk but noone listens
They leave you far behind
You can lead a fool to some water
He'll try to turn it into wine
You can lead a drunk to the whiskey
It ain't hard to make him drink
And I've heard it said "A life sentence
Is a good long time to think"
But some folks just want a hand-out
Of my money and my time
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
You can give until you've given
Everything you've got away
And dream of caterpillars
Who'll be butterflies one day
But you're livin' on a love
That was not repaid in kind
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
Count them on your hands
Then all the burdens you've been under
Disappear into quicksand (Yes and)
Let it be a witness to the hopeless in these times
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
You can lead a drunk to the whiskey
It ain't hard to make him drink
And I've heard it said "A life sentence
Is a good long time to think"
But some folks just want a hand-out
Of my money and my time
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
If your inner child is a bastard
And he promises a lie
People always tellin' you
Where you're going when you die
You talk but noone listens
They leave you far behind
You can lead a fool to some water
He'll try to turn it into wine
You can lead a drunk to the whiskey
It ain't hard to make him drink
And I've heard it said "A life sentence
Is a good long time to think"
But some folks just want a hand-out
Of my money and my time
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
You can give until you've given
Everything you've got away
And dream of caterpillars
Who'll be butterflies one day
But you're livin' on a love
That was not repaid in kind
You can lead a fool to the ladder
But you cannot make him climb
"Funk Daddy #6"
She said, She said
As her eardrums slowly bled
"Is it possible to love a man
Who takes out his frustrations in the bed?"
(I don't care)
"It's been my understanding
That life is seldom fair..."
She said this with conviction
As if I were the only man who cared
(But I don't care)
I woke up Sunday Morning
In an unfamiliar room
Sorting out the fiction from the truth
A body still beside me
Broken bottles on the floor
I grabbed my clothes and said a prayer
She never stirred
And then I hit the door...
As her eardrums slowly bled
"Is it possible to love a man
Who takes out his frustrations in the bed?"
(I don't care)
"It's been my understanding
That life is seldom fair..."
She said this with conviction
As if I were the only man who cared
(But I don't care)
I woke up Sunday Morning
In an unfamiliar room
Sorting out the fiction from the truth
A body still beside me
Broken bottles on the floor
I grabbed my clothes and said a prayer
She never stirred
And then I hit the door...
"Chop! Chop! Chop!"
Well, my shoes are muddy and my clothes are torn
My daddy left town on the day that I was born
Mama left me in a basket on the butcher's porch
And that's where I learned about knives...
For 30 years I've been a travellin' man
Carving out my way with a cleaver in my hand
May sound crazy but you better understand
You wanna get cut? Step aside!!!
Now some boys dream of a guitar in the hand
Bringing all the noise in a rock and roll band
Or they wanna be a lawyer, wanna be a cop
All I ever wanted was to CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!
(Go, Sweetcheekers!)
From early morning to late at night
Cuttin' all you turkeys by the candlelight
...!!!...!!!...!!!...!!!
And they ain't caught up with me yet...
My daddy left town on the day that I was born
Mama left me in a basket on the butcher's porch
And that's where I learned about knives...
For 30 years I've been a travellin' man
Carving out my way with a cleaver in my hand
May sound crazy but you better understand
You wanna get cut? Step aside!!!
Now some boys dream of a guitar in the hand
Bringing all the noise in a rock and roll band
Or they wanna be a lawyer, wanna be a cop
All I ever wanted was to CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!
(Go, Sweetcheekers!)
From early morning to late at night
Cuttin' all you turkeys by the candlelight
...!!!...!!!...!!!...!!!
And they ain't caught up with me yet...
"No Parades"
Is there something wrong?
Is there something wrong?
The glass answers with a smirk
A teardrop stains a photograph
Is there something wrong?
This was your war cry
Rally 'round, vanish into summer sky
With no parades for your returning
Protest songs were on the radio
Is there something wrong?
Is there something wrong?
The glass drops to the floor
Shattered nerves and broken mirrors
Is there something wrong?
This is surrender
A laying down of arms and a reckoning of sin
With no parades for our returning
This is how it feels to lose a war
Shattered nerves, broken mirrors
Shattered nerves, broken mirrors
Shattered nerves, broken mirrors
Is there something wrong?
Is there something wrong?
The glass answers with a smirk
A teardrop stains a photograph
Is there something wrong?
This was your war cry
Rally 'round, vanish into summer sky
With no parades for your returning
Protest songs were on the radio
Is there something wrong?
Is there something wrong?
The glass drops to the floor
Shattered nerves and broken mirrors
Is there something wrong?
This is surrender
A laying down of arms and a reckoning of sin
With no parades for our returning
This is how it feels to lose a war
Shattered nerves, broken mirrors
Shattered nerves, broken mirrors
Shattered nerves, broken mirrors
Is there something wrong?
"Isolated"
To the crowds around me…I’m invisible
To the ground below me…I keep falling
Always alone in a crowd
Always alone in a crowd
Isolated
In a dark, empty house
It’s cold but it’s my life
There lives a man who has tied his tongue
To silence all the good he’s done
And he calls it “freedom”
But he’s always alone in a crowd
Always alone in a crowd
Isolated
Isolated
It’s the price for all the hatred that’s built up for so long
We trade the pain for bitter pills that leave us numb and sitting still
To each his own throughout the years
Manipulated ’til we’re always alone in a crowd
Always alone in a crowd
Isolated
Isolated
In the corner of my eye there is a vision of a life that could have been
In the corner of my mind there is a memory that I have held too dear
In the corner of my life where you once spent some of your time
I…I could spend all of my life
To the ground below me…I keep falling
Always alone in a crowd
Always alone in a crowd
Isolated
In a dark, empty house
It’s cold but it’s my life
There lives a man who has tied his tongue
To silence all the good he’s done
And he calls it “freedom”
But he’s always alone in a crowd
Always alone in a crowd
Isolated
Isolated
It’s the price for all the hatred that’s built up for so long
We trade the pain for bitter pills that leave us numb and sitting still
To each his own throughout the years
Manipulated ’til we’re always alone in a crowd
Always alone in a crowd
Isolated
Isolated
In the corner of my eye there is a vision of a life that could have been
In the corner of my mind there is a memory that I have held too dear
In the corner of my life where you once spent some of your time
I…I could spend all of my life
"Happy Home"
Who would care to feel the pain?
Who would dare to know the shame
Of this hateful, hurtful game?
I've kept your secret here with me
I've got a lock for every key
And I don't break so easily
(No, I won't break)
The doors are locked, windows closed
I will not let them into our happy home.
Your eyes are closed, my heart is cold
But I will not let them into our happy home.
I've got a history unknown
I've got a need to be alone
I've got a pocket full of stones
There is no need to be afraid
This is not the first time that I've played
And I always walk away
The doors are locked, windows closed
I will not let them into our happy home.
Your eyes are closed, my heart is cold
But I will not let them into our happy home.
Who would dare to know the shame
Of this hateful, hurtful game?
I've kept your secret here with me
I've got a lock for every key
And I don't break so easily
(No, I won't break)
The doors are locked, windows closed
I will not let them into our happy home.
Your eyes are closed, my heart is cold
But I will not let them into our happy home.
I've got a history unknown
I've got a need to be alone
I've got a pocket full of stones
There is no need to be afraid
This is not the first time that I've played
And I always walk away
The doors are locked, windows closed
I will not let them into our happy home.
Your eyes are closed, my heart is cold
But I will not let them into our happy home.
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