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One Hundred Years Of Lunacy

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"Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends." -Yeats

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released December 31, 1997

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Track Name: The Cat Song
If I we’re your cat,
Imagine that,
It would be cool,
I”d sit on your lap,
You’d throw me a scrap,
of people food,

If I we’re your cat,
I’d be so proud,
If I we’re your cat,
I’d purr so loud,

If I we’re feline,
Without even tryin,
We’ll I’d be so, coy,
I’d let you entice me,
with tuna and ice cream,
and my favorite toy
Track Name: Dinner Table
They’re serving up humanity at the dinner table,
On the alter is Christ and the Holy Ghost,
The body of Christ don’t taste no sweeter,
Even when they say he’s a serving boy,

They gave me this crown and a bloody robe,
Their lots were cast so I hit the road,
They’re beating gold together making little fishes,
The clanging and banging helps to silence you,
They keep it going through the night and,
so go all the riches, and ask pardon me sir, may we help you,
They ask if there’s more that they can do...
But no we paid, so let us through....

Save the best for themselves, tossing out the rest,
Serve the bones and gristle to their uninvited guests,
The greasy clothes they give you chill you to the bone,
They sit us at a table and leave to dine alone,
We bang our sticks and pans together howling til were,
hoarse: Please, oh please sir can we have some more?

We’re kept apart by race and religion,
Out in the streets we’re dancing in the blood
I ask what’s the buzz, an old man answers,
They’re just bloody peasants out to have some fun...
It’s just an oily tale they’re telling you
So step up and swallow and get your dues.
Track Name: 49-3
I see, a beautiful woman,
Crying, and holding herself in,
her arms, Independent,
She thinks, she is better off alone,

Don’t be, don’t be afraid,
Fore he’s coming So don’t be afraid

I see, a sensitive man
Beating, himself in a one room apartment,
Fourteen hours at a job,
He thinks he is better off alone,

Dont be, dont be afraid
Fore she’s coming So don’t be afraid

Undo, undo your hate
For they’re coming So don’t be afraid
Track Name: When Girls Collide
Out on the road I was hauling a load
of melons from Barstow to Banff.
I parked my rig and went in for a swig
bellied my way to the bar,
The man tending there, knots in his hair
dreadlocks woven with pain,
I said “hey pal, why so sad?”
He turned to me and said...

When girls collide they’re like 50 ft,
women larger than life,
twice as dangerous,
you’ve got the choice between science and fiction,
the one in the bedroom,
the one in the kitchen

but now she’s left me here with a
spacesuit on and this bottle of beer
and a one way ticket to the moon,

Outside Van Nuys I popped in for some fries
at the last of the Jack in the Box,
I talked to the clown, stepped up to the counter
paid my buck at the register,
the girl working there, acne and short hair a ring through the tip of her nose,
I said “Hey girl, it can’t be that bad!” she flipped me off and said...

When girls collide they’re like 50 ft women,
larger than life, twice as dangerous,
you’ve got the choice between science and fiction
the one in the bedroom, the one in the kitchen

but now she’s left me here,
in these hiking boots and scuba gear
with a one way ticket to the bottom of the sea,

When girls collide they’re like 50 ft women,
larger than life, twice as dangerous,
you’ve got the choice between science and fiction,
the one in the bedroom, the one in the kitchen
now she’s left me here, with 18 wheels in second gear,
and a one way ticket down that highway to Hell...
Track Name: Lock My Heart
I’m gonna lock my heart and throw away the key,
I’m wise to all those tricks you’ve played on me,

I’m gonna turn my back on love,
I’m gonna snub the moon above,
Seal all my windows up with tin,
so the lovebird cant get in,

I’m gonna park my romance right along the curb,
hang a sign above my heart: “please don’t disturb.”

And if I never fall in love again
Thats soon enough for me,
I’m gonna lock my heart and throw away the key
Track Name: Happy Birthday
Where does the time go
When your having fun,
I swear I was just celebrating Turning 21,
Where does the time go,
Cuz I don’t feel so old,
Where does the time go Oh where do it go

So happy, happy, happy, happy Birthday, dear,
Here is your happy Birthday Beer,
Oh here’s what it’s all about,

Where does your hair go When you’re growing wise,
Inside I feel so beautiful Refusing my demise,
Oh where does the time go I ask that haggard crow,
Where does the time go Oh where do it go?
Track Name: 49-2
Where do I find the strength?
How do I free the weight,
that’s keeping me under?
Where do I get the nerve?
Take what I well deserve,
I search and I wonder?

Day into night, night into hell
I flee from my home, my man isn’t well,
He’s stricken with poison and self pity,

Where do I find the strength?,
How do I free the weight, that's keeping me under?
Where do I get the nerve?
Take what I well deserve,
I search and I wonder?

Time after time I know the routine,
Deep in my mind I’m able to leave,
If only I could realize that dream,

Where do I find the strength?
How do I free the weight, that’s keeping me under?
Where do I get the nerve?
Take what I well deserve,
I search and I wonder?

Afraid of unknowns, fear of a change,
Mental bars surround my home
where it’s steadfastly deranged
And these vicious circles keep my from myself
Track Name: Welcome To The Machine
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you
know you're nobody's fool,
So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star,
He played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar.
He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the Machine.
Track Name: Cyberria
I’m wearing a red dress Of velvet,
While you wear a bathrobe,
Same bathrobe Since puberty,
I taste vodka When you kiss me,

Come put on this blindfold,
Because the eyes are like Poison when it comes to love,
Lay back now, In your private room,
Mere words can undo The skin gloom,

We danced all night Without a floor.
we danced all night through All the gore,
Oh how I love thee, All the more
in Cyberia,

I’m wearing whatever, That you want dear
However crude or queer, dear It seems to be,
Black sable, Your able, Like a paper doll on a table
Track Name: Jam This Town
Come on baby going out tonight,
Come on baby gonna feel alright,
All I knows we got to go,
Bring your money, guns, and blow
I’ll bring my monkey
We’ll get on with the show,

Come on daddy are we going out tonight
In your caddy, long and smooth and bright,
Where candy canes come dripping down,
Sweeten up this gritty town,
Make it so pretty, pretty for a spell,

Oh, and I thought I heard a cry,
Oh, like some haunting lullaby,

Come on baby going out tonight,
Come on baby let’s celebrate in spite,
Cuz you and I got all there is,
In our pockets is where we live,
Here and now we got to get our fill
Track Name: Slaughterhouse Of Love
He wakes up in the morning
doing shots before he goes,
Standing in the air
tying knots in all the holes,
He takes the feet and clips them off
just above the knees,
Puts them in a pot
to make glue for you and me,

Are you going to the Slaughterhouse,
Yes, I’m going to the Slaughterhouse of Love,

One day I stood out on the floor amid the carnal fuss,
And in she stepped with two cows and a pig amid the muss,
All the years that I’d been here,
it was only for the work,
When she stepped in my whole world changed into a,
slaughterhouse of love,

Now I spend all my days amid the grime and gore,
Waiting for that little girl to peak in through the door,
And when she does we go and speak of politics and parts,
But in my heart I know she craves my slaughterhouse of love,

She said she’d never been in a slaughterhouse before,
Or for that matter, never seen the power and the force,
Into the crimson slaughter we tumbled to the floor,
And consummated the vivisection that she’d been waiting for...
Track Name: The Fly
Caffeine, nicotine, single malt scotch:
The primal broth of life.
God fashioned woman out of blood and soap,
Whipped me up a wife,

Higher education couldn’t help me then,
Keep me from sinking in the soup I was in,
Like the fly caught in that waiters joke,
I’m doing the backstroke,

I feel small,

Late night worries about feelings buried
In tin cans in the yard,
The ghosts of past lovers, hidden in the cupboards,
Cast nostalgic eyes,
Higher education couldn’t save my soul,
Keep me from sliding down a deep dark hole,
Just like Edgar Allen Poe, I scare myself,

I feel small

So that’s my story. Sorry it’s boring
We all have our faults, Mine is existence,
a knack for persistence,
Till the rolled newspaper falls,

Gregor Samsa awoke to find,
Six legs and two compound eyes,
Just like Vincent Prices Fly,
Please help me....
Track Name: Dirtwater Farm
You know I had a dream,
You know you saved my life,
Swimming through the clouds of a back water dive,

Feeding my soul through a hole in my arm,
Keeping up on this dirtwater farm,
If I get high just one more time,
Its gonna be the end of the line,

Walk up to the shadows, step into my dreams,
Open my mouth, but I can’t scream,

The pain you feel grows on its own,
As you slip down deeper, out of control,
Hysterical freedom sets off your alarm,
As you try to get out of this terror farm,

Wrap your wings around me, angel Just for the night,
you know its just a dream, So come and save my life,

You know I had a dream,
You know you saved my life,
Swimming through the clouds of a back water dive,

Feeding my soul through a hole in my arm,
Keeping up on this dirtwater farm,
Hysterical freedom sets off your alarm
As I try to get out of this
terror farm
Track Name: Falling Down
Someone said to jump,
They said it with such authority,
So I jumped without a thought,
Somewhere I will land,
They said I would land in a happy place,
So when I fall I do a little dance,

Im falling down,

Someone said to run,
Naked along side the highway
Just to have a bit of fun,
Someone called the cops,
But my someone said to somersault,
And so I tumbled right into his gun,

Im falling down

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