Aunt Catherineís Secret Recipe

Know your enemy
it could be anybody
Maybe it's him, or me
or someone in your family

Know there is a back door
Always ----- another way out
You are brave to keep on running
Just know yourself, know yourself
to be free

Aunt Catherine's Secret Recipe

Know that the reason
you live has still not been determined,
and may never be

Remember that there is a back door
and you can drive your shoulder through it
and break free
Force yourself, force yourself
to stay free

Aunt Catherine's Secret Recipe

And when you crash down, and you will
dust yourself off and get back up
because I can not help you
but I'm there still

And in your darkest hour
never cower,
remember you alone control the power

To stay free

Aunt Catherine's Secret Recipe

 

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Too

Rambling,
Trying to pull some sense out of the ether
Disconnected
Not sure at times if I'm a chief or clown
but then my misfit antics crack your smile

Your eyes dispel the clouds
Twisting,
Turning tight to cap my Irish temper
Striving, (noÖpraying)
I never let you down
You won't allow yourself to hold it against me
but I can press into you
compress into you, when blue you do it too, too, too,
too, too, too

That's why I run to you
your grace makes Princes bow
I'd die for you and be glad to

You know I want you
I'd bleed to feed you
you've always been electric to me, my love.........

That's why we're true we two
our love can slay the foul
and it's all because you love me too
too, too, too, too, too.

 

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Cyclone

A little lie, delivered warm and convincing
might work real well, but only in the beginning
and once it starts it cannot stop its' spinning

But she's afraid to know the truth
and he's afraid to show her why
it's hard to be strong,
in the heart of a cyclone

She was a landmine, soft, glossed, and sticky
but the urge and the promises, were conflicting

But she just can't say no ----- to him
and he just can not grow ----- up
It's hard not to be wrong
when your heart is a cyclone

Dance the fantasy, for a while
kiss that lie from her glossy smile and pretend for a moment,
it's not a knife, stabbing you in the heart
Pretend those lips are not...are not a razor, slashing your pride apart
it's not a trial, it's a trail
into the heart of a cyclone,
how these feelings could wreck a home

A little lie, delivered warm and convincing
might work real well, but only in the beginning
there's no winning.
But, oh, that pull
into the heart of the cyclone

 

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Pari Passu

We sit together talking, watching the sun dissolve into the trees
You always probe for answers, how do you stand with me?
"PARI PASSU, PARI PASSU, my brother
we move together,
Synchronously"

But don't you drag behind, or you'll find
That it's hopeless on your own.
It takes every one

We drink at the edge of greatness, daring fate again.
Laugh at the deadly questions which determine traits of men
We move together, or we die

So damn hard to keep your stride
Marching into the rising tide
Side by side we may support each other,
Side by side
----------------
But don't you drag behind, or you'll find
It's useless all alone
We've got to join together, side by side
Expose ourselves, refuse to hide
And Fuck those bastards who never try, fuck 'em. Fuck 'em!

We stand together smoking, watching the moon glide across the night
How could we ever do what you've proposed tonight?
"PARI PASSU, PARI PASSU, my brother
If We move together, Synchronously,
PARI PASSU, PARI PASSU, my brother
We move together,
Or we die."

 

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Show Me

 

When the time comes, to stand and fight

will you be there?

When the time comes, to give your life to it

will the meaning be as clear?

 

Itís all so problematic,

words fly, people talk, about interest and the glory of money

 

When the time comes, and youíre afraid

will you continue anyway?

alone if necessary, unsure, afraid,

because you have to, because you need to, even all alone

 

Itís all so symptomatic,

words fly, people talk, about Heroes and the glory of violence,

what about Love, what about blood, what about an honest handshake?

What about accepting your vision, and seeing that mission to its end,

what about it?  what about it?  what about it?

 

so may words, so many times Iíve heard them, used so cleverly to guard your point

so many words, so many times Iíve heard them

 

SHOW ME, SHOW ME, SHOW ME, man

 

so may words, so many times Iíve heard them

 

SHOW ME, SHOW ME, SHOW ME, my friend

 

When the time comes, to right the wrong,

will you apologize and move on

admit youíre wrong

 

When the time comes, if the time comes,

 

SHOW ME, just SHOW ME.

 

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Abandoned

You want to know the story, the whole damned history of this mess you see?

I will feed you everything that you could ever want to hear,

but in exchange, donít ever fucking lie to me.

Iíll show you shadows source-less,

and wounds that wonít heal,

with a salad of self loathing should you never feel.

 

Slip down this alley, Iím sorry itís dirty and dark

Here past this dumpster, climb down through this broken window

I swear itís abandoned, I swear itís abandoned!

 

Stay within the flashlight, donít look left or right,

there may be lots of things youíre not prepared to see.

Boxes of words rot in corners, all that shit on the shelves,

Pieces of life that meant something to somebody else

Just splash with me down this cluttered corridor

I promise I will show you more and more

 

Come here down this staircase, feel your way into sub-basement rooms,

the darkness helps focus, step over this soaking mattress

Down there in the boiler room, lit with a 40 watt bulb

thatís where the story is told

 

once upon a time

there was a boy afraid of things no one should be afraid of

and he

GOT MAD

and decided

that he would fight the winds that tried to push him around.

and he

FOUGHT HARD

but when

there was no one to beat, he assaulted himself.

 

You want to know the story, the whole damned history of the pain you see

Iíll feed you everything that you could ever want to eat

but in exchange donít ever lie to me

donít you ever lie to me.

 

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Truth Hurts

 

The truth stared at her across a crowded room of two.

She was the crack in the wall, getting longer and deeper,

How could this be true?

Truth is, thereís really nothing wrong, the time has come thatís all.

Yeah the sex was excellent but I can never real love you

so Iíve got to ramble on.

 

 

Truth hurts

You THINK you want to know

Truth lurks

It will sneak up and ambush you

 

 

The truth can bludgeon coldly, youíre favorite one has died.

Rites are administered before youíve even had a chance to say good bye,

or prove that you tried!

Truth is, thereís really nothing wrong, her time had come thatís all.

Exhale all of your fears and pray ďtheyíre in a better placeĒ

But the Truth is that youíll never know

 

 

Truth hurts

You THINK you want to know

Truth jerks

at the chains around you

 

 

The truth has always  stung  me, but when is far too far?

I know the crack in my soul is getting longer and deeper

and itís widened in my basement bar.

Truth is, thereís really nothing wrong, my time has come thatís all,

to admit Iím just a lonely loser, substance abuser,

whoís never satisfied no matter the bounty in his jar.

 

 

Truth hurts

You Think you want to know.

 

Truth hurts

you think you want to know.

I donít think so.

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Trial

It's anything and everything
It's bigger than you think
It's all around you, inside your head
It's incredibly complex
But you can use it, you can make it something
Come swim against the current
Don't let the fear confine you
Don't let frustration make you freeze

It's a trial, you've got to walk the extra step the extra mile
It's a trial, you've got to stand before the judge and jury
Stake your claim and face the fury,......
...of the ignorant

It's anything that you will it to be
If you're willing to fight for it, willing to die for
A magic carpet ride or a nightmare sequence, you decide.
We could join together, take our chances
Build a wall to thwart advances on our liberties
Just give your hand to me,....
...and remember

It's a trial, you've got to walk the extra step the extra mile
It's a trial, step forth and give your testimony

(funk)

It's everything, it's anything
It's everything around me, anything inside of your head it's everything
It's anything I love and everything I hate, all those things I'm trying to avoid,
I'll stake my claim, give my testimony, it's everything
Come on man,....
...you've got to stand up.

 

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Ghost

Lover, Come out and play
everyone says you're afraid,
of what they don't know.
Why, why, must you hide in the shade?
the light won't dissolve you, I promise
it will make you feel warm

Girl, please feel what I say
it's not about death on parade
life's just a carnival show
Why, why, does it need to degrade us?
This sadness will eat us for breakfast

LET GO ----- Make peace with your ghost
LET GO ----- take the hooks from the flesh of your soul
before I swallow them all

Lover, come out anyway
I'm also a bit afraid,
of the same things you know.
Why, why, must we camp in the shade?
The light can't dissolve us, I hope
It should make us feel warm,

if we can

LET GO ----- Make peace with our ghosts
LET GO ----- because there's nowhere else to go

let it go, before your hooks get snagged on my soul
before I swallow them all

 

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Blue (Honey, don't go out tonight)

It's cold out there, an edge is in the air
Honey, don't go out tonight

It's dangerous, you could get into an accident
Honey, don't go out tonight

Stay with me I'll play the octopus
I can do as you please
There's plenty we can do inside
And you can learn to hide, with me

Honey don't go out tonight

The leaves are gone
The moonlight feels all wrong
Honey, don't go out tonight
It's really late, and probably can wait
Honey don't go out tonight

'Cause I don't want to be alone
I should not have to be alone
I don't want to be alone, with me.........

Stay with me I'll play the octopus
I can do as you please
There's plenty we can do inside
And you can learn to hide, with me, with me, with me

You have no clue, I'm feeling really Blue...............
I beg of you I'm saturated Blue
really Blue

 

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Energy Wasted

dainty naÔve cherry love crushed red upon her blouse
plotting her next terror move out
no man will take advantage without tasting her revenge
even if they both get dragged down

energy wasted on scenes out of control

throwing stones at police cars is what the young men do
striking at the keepers of this self created zoo

energy wasted on icons ill-defined

energy wasted, energy wasted, energy wasted

closing ranks and closing doors, disciples turning screws
make you see the god that I do
and then I'll legislate what I hold true

halleluiah

()......feel the time roll away

another smoky barstool, bloody Mary on the rocks
plotting his next fifteen minutes out
could never take advantage but can laugh and play pretend
as a typical eddy sucks, sucks, sucks him down

energy wasted drowning in ourselves

energy wasted, energy wasted, energy wasted

and gone...........

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She, Electric

Ooooh, I bask in the revelry,
The clinking of glasses the smoke and the laughs whirl
around me

but it's She I see

Ooooh, I watch intently, She, barefoot on Her queenly chair

on the fire escape out there

Ooooh, I buzz with Her symphony
Her vibrating strings and those lofty wood winds dance
around me

fevered mystery

Ooooh, I dream I conduct Her, as She passes by my back

feel the hairs rise on my neck

Ooooh, She is Electric
Ooooh, She is Electric.....
And I don't care what you have to say
you don't believe in love anyway
She electric, She flows right through me
She believes in love.

Ooooh, like a rosary
each blink and each breath is a prayer to be sung by me

to the stars and trees

Ooooh, we worship together, as She slides over my skin

let this,.. STUFF begin!

Ooooh, She is Electric
Ooooh, She is Electric....
And I don't care what you have to say
I'm gonna love Her anyway
She Electric, She flows right through me
She believes in love
She believes in love, she believes in love
She believes in love,
Like I do,

power provided by She Electric
more than enough to keep my motor rolling
anything else residual electric
tickles on down my spine
illumination provided by She Electric
like a lighting bolt flashing the landscape
someone should probably call me a medic,
SHE BELIEVES IN LOVE!

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I Look For You (Oleander)

the most common question wrongly answered, more elusive than the cure for cancer
or maybe there's no truth all, we neither rise nor burn and fall
perhaps a three pound brain contains the whole, ----- of it all

locked outside of the gate here, thinking I should return a little bit later
but maybe it's not manned at all, another ornate party hall
three million tons of stone without a soul

I don't know
I've been troubled since I was five,
When no one could adequately explain why we happened to be alive
Always hidden behind these lies and disguises

I continue

To look for you, maybe the answer is you, I look for you

Not in the places that they say, always hidden in the hearsay
In the gilded halls of justice, or my lonely kitchen room
I look for you, I look for you

To know the nature of an atom lost in the tranquil of a midsummer's twilight
I look for you

Bubbles at the bottom of my glass, the knowledge of a dream in which the embers last
underneath the ashes of our everyday, I pray for you, TO STEP UP (and fan the fire)
I look for you
OLEANDER
You thought I would have know by now, didn't ya, didn't ya

I, I, sometimes I wonder why, why, I need to try so desperately

To look for you, I look for you,
OLEANDER, poison but beautiful

The moon reflecting on the water, In the smile of my daughter
In the bloody efforts of my hands that no one seems to understand

I look for you, TO STEP UP, and fan the fire, I look for........

I, I, I look for, I, I, I don't know what to do, I, I, I thought I knew I thought I knew, that it was I, I, was it always I, I, was it always me, always was it.......I

I look for you, Maybe some day you'll leap through

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The Democracy Song

Breakdown, shakedown,
Just you wait and see
Shakedown, breakdown of Democracy
Our freedoms are evaporating, listen to me!
They tie you down, they're tying us down
they just keep chip, chip, chip, chip, chipping away
at the cornerstones of real liberty

chorus
so I scream
LET THE PEOPLE GO, brother, SET THEM FREE
LET THE PEOPLE GO, you bastards, LET THEM,...... BE

Not bad for a serious affliction
they make it so it doesn't even hurt.
With the TV we're anesthetized to waste our lives and not assert
while big business whores the earth

Breakdown, shakedown
what's it gonna be
Shakedown, breakdown of Democracy
your money is evaporating, check and you'll see

chorus

and every day it keeps on getting worse,
the politicians deeper in our purse
grabbing all the fruit of our bloody toil
while they push our noses into the soil
just you wait and see

One day you'll wake up, and be surrounded by the Man
who don't need no warrant now, no, no, no
to come right in.
Watch the fourth amendment fly away, as well

Breakdown, Shakedown sister,
What's it going to be
Shakedown, breakdown of your sexuality
your movement is evaporating, listen to me!

chorus

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The Prison Me

I stand naked on the ramparts looking downward
on the world of men, and men's devices
And I shout onto the boiling mob to listen
to the heart that beats within.
It seems distraction has become our lone bedfellow
as we waste our time on material pursuits,...
but the words fall short and bounce around to echo
alone inside my skull

Only the wind blows free, around the Prison Me

So I track across the paths of human history
to define who we are and what is our reason
we seem to strive to try and reach a fulcrum
that will deliver us to some final purpose
but distractions have become our loved bedfellows
as we blindly grope to climb

Only the wind blows free, around the Prison Me

I stand naked on the ramparts looking downward
at the mess we've made of man
but the words fall short and bounce around, my efforts
are tossed into the can again

Only the wind blows free, around the Prison Me

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The Fragrant Vagrant

it was a gorgeous day in February,
when she broke our oath and ran away
she had the nerve to take my children from me man,
she had the strength to leave me here.
that was thirty years ago,.... thirty years ago

you know I probably seemed a lot like you back then
let me tell you there's a lot of things I would not do again,
I wouldn't drink, control the fight, I'd learn to swallow my pride
I wouldn't leave her alone
I know now how it hurts

you probably don't want to know I felt like you back then
I thought I could survive with just me to depend on
I was right.......lord have mercy I was right

I tossed and turned but couldn't trick myself to sleep
my mind kept playing footage of that vagrant lying on some street
the empty casing of a man that life had eaten

never saw his vessel sinking
until his tongue tasted the sea
oh, is there a bit of that vagrancy in me
I can't see

 

 

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