Gringo Star

Bent all you're life, flopping around,

Spend all you're time, making the rounds,

He ain't ever gonna treat you right,

All y'all, all y'all

Always gonna keep you in his sight,

All y'all, all y'all

Fooled all you're friends, went on a whim,

Spinning aroung, trying to pretend,

He ain't ever gonna treat you right,

All y'all, all y'all

Always gonna keep you in his sight,

All y'all, all y'all

All mine, lot to keep up for sure,lot to clean up my mind, all mine

Yeah you're kinda like a dollar bill, all spilled, all spilled

He ain't ever gonna treat you right,

All y'all, all y'all

You got it from the start, and packed another spark,

Don't ask me why, you'll say I lied,

They came in through the door, determined blind by more,

You saw them stay,

But you sidetracked the shade,

Made it black in yer way,

And you don't even know, what you've done,

The ladder's on the torch, don't swallow it will scorch,

I saw the smoke, I hate to poke,

Talking leisurely, nearly 40 possiblies I heard her say,

But you side tracked the shade,

Made it black in yer way,

And you don't even know, what you've done.

Jump up passing through the times

Slow down can't miss the fleeting sights

Worry not and play your parts

Up and Down

Rise up planting seeds at night

Root down can't miss the beams of light

Worry not and keep your smarts

Up and Down

Believe in what you cannot see

The prize it wont come free

Is it all worth while?

Its is all worth while.

Look away into their eyes

To see the signs of life

Is it all worth while?

It is all worth while.

Waiting but you never show,

Seems like you just want to gloat,

Then you sigh and laugh, explaining that you're back,

So don't discard me,

Looking so good, looking like you know you should,

Come on now, reel me in,

Waiting for you to come back,

Something always dressed in black,

So you don't feel loud,

It's just a searcher sound, that built up in my mind,

You rolled up nearly every single day,

In an old fashioned car,

I threw down nearly everything I tried, in that dim-litted bar,

Come on now, come on now, like the feeling,

Like the one you used to have, so long, so long ago

The 8th of September of '45

A faded lady still afraid to die

Left a message on 7-inch vinyl

Can't remember what New Orleans said

Something about the thickness of the air

And spending time shaking off blank stares

"Let me feed your satellite, with my satellite"...

Jesus, we don't know who we are

They need the money, they use it for war

But sharing and justice bring peace to the world

"Let me feed your satellite, with my satellite," my Master said

She's been struck blind by an answered prayer

Blood slides through her nose so it could kiss the air

It wants to leave 'cause her body can't find room to spare

The cracks on the street whistle while they dare

Late in a backroom a radio blares

In between static, from a wire, she hears

"Let me feed your satellite, with light, my satellite..."

"Let me feed your satellite with my satellite," my Master said

How's it feel to be there,

Undone under their stare,

Hot the heat's on the rise,

Bought, it's no big prize,

How does it feel, all day long,

Why don't you feel, what it's like,

What it's like, to be free,

I can't see it, how you could know this to be,

Still yer eyes are too big,

Hording mud like a pig,

So the night are is slow,

Confused sea-sickening blow,

How does it feel, all day long,

Why don't you feel, what it's like,

What it ain't like to be me,

I can't see it, how you could know this to be,

Held it up like a doorway, and crashed into the wall,

Oh its not like we're goners, slapped, looking for longer,

How does it feel, all day long, why don't you feel, what it's like

Maybe he still won't forgive you

I promise you in time, he'll come through

When he sees you will do what you say you will

Coming off a tense situation

A source of untold frustration

Need some respite to clear the air

There's a holding on to hate that kills the man

Be aware, beware, be full of care (is what I tell myself)

Who gives correct information?

Even skeptics fail in observation

The logic of their minds can't discern the truth

What does it mean to listen

to the heart, not fail or miss then,

by misinterpreting what's felt?

'Cause there's a holding on to hate that distorts the real

Be aware, beware, be full of care

Good intentions might pave the way to hell

Holding on to hate destroys us, man

So "be aware, beware, be full of care" is what I tell myself

A breeze told you last night that you were lost

Grief and shame born miles away, so long denied at the soul's cost

With teeth and tongue unleashed they lunge and recoil

You're tired of their attempts to keep you blind

On the eve of your expression see your love is alive

Living in the belly of the beast

The ones we followed down to hell took us with ideologies

The fascists sent our sons to kill and die for

Their evil plan that can only divide

On the eve of your expression slay your long-held pride

Maybe our hearts will change when we're thrown into the wilderness

On your knees, the pain will release you from the hate you engendered

One can give up hope and waste away

One can keep that hope alive and start working to get to someday

Beyond a sentimental family discourse

Resolve to make universal rights not a dream but an expression of your

love of life

Maybe our hearts will change when we're thrown into the wilderness

Maybe the hurricanes will release something we couldn't remember

Maybe he still won't forgive you

I promise you in time, he'll come through

When he sees you will do what you say you will

Coming off a tense situation

A source of untold frustration

Need some respite to clear the air

There's a holding on to hate that kills the man

Be aware, beware, be full of care (is what I tell myself)

Who gives correct information?

Even skeptics fail in observation

The logic of their minds can't discern the truth

What does it mean to listen

to the heart, not fail or miss then,

by misinterpreting what's felt?

'Cause there's a holding on to hate that distorts the real

Be aware, beware, be full of care

Good intentions might pave the way to hell

Holding on to hate destroys us, man

So "be aware, beware, be full of care" is what I tell myself

When something gets into its way, they push it out as fast as they can,

Always looking for some more, reaching with an open hand,

But I've been told,those legs to old,

Take a walk with me, let all those troubles be,

Take a walk with me, tell me what you see,

The move you make will show it all, they take a toll its not that fun,

Wwith two eyes you take a look, only to regret the sun,

It's got to fold,those legs too old,

Take a walk with me,let all those troubles be,

Take a walk with me,tell me what you see,

Strollin, strollin around with you

Stop wait, don't go

Stop wait, don't go

Locked in these sun drentched walls,

That just don't seem to fall,

Gonna break free, gonna make me, its gonna take me,in a while,

Stop wait, don't go

Stop wait, don't go

Oh no i won't look back,throughout my photograph

Chasing phantoms in a rolling box of steel

They beat each other for control of the wheel

Satan rides the waves of anger and scorn

My place of refuge is the eye of the storm

Because I will not follow

Baby broods, in her silence she builds

Up the resentment while she waits for the kill

Won't stop 'til her desire's fulfilled

Truth is distorted in a battle of wills

And so I will not follow

I will not let you cast your shadow over me

I will not let you mesmerize me

I will not let you hypnotize me

I will not buy into this damaged cult of personality

I will not follow

I will not let you cast your shadow over me

We don't go to their parties

They don't like our kind

They make fun of our long hair

We don't pay em no mind

They call us the Rebel Kind

We don't go with their girls

They dont like our kind

They make fun of our tight clothes

we don't pay em no mind

They call us the Rebel Kind

We never wanted it this way

They made the rules and we must play

Maybe someday we'll all be friends?

But until then...

They call us the Rebel Kind

We don't go where they go

they don't like our kind

They make of our black boots

We don't pay em no mind

They call us the the rebel kind

Stop me please, cause I can't hear a thing,

It all just blends, till its just a ring,

Black night, no I don't mind,keeps me in line,

Start with steps toward something you can see,

It all just blends to something you can't breathe,

Black night, no I don't mind,keeps me in line,

Swore not leave the fool, broken by the rule,

For not long, for not long