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Fast Track to Heaven
03:49
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Here comes John with his personal halo
He already knows everything about God
He memorized the first scary story he came to
But personal space, well he must have forgot
“Hey there guys – have you heard the lies
Half of this part of the world believes?
I know you’ll say you wish I’d go away
But the man in the sky told me what He needs”
He’s on the fast track to heaven
Tell you all about it, never going to show you
The world that we live in isn’t worth diddly to him
Now I don’t know how many Johns really mean it
But some use faith as a means to an end
No need to look around; you’ve already seen it
And in 2024 you’re going to see it again
“I cater to fools, I take advantage of rules
My opponent will ban Christianity
I’ll keep the unborn safe and women in their place
Almighty Jesus is toast unless you vote for me”
They’re on the fast track to heaven
Carving up the pie – never going to share it
The world that we live in is only money to them
Here comes trouble for sane poor people
The more you concede, the stronger greed grows
Pretty soon John will elect a dictator and then who knows?
“You already gave all your power away
Now the man in the sky says to do as you’re told
You had your chance to escape from the trance
But now your rent’s growing up and your kids are controlled
There’ll be no changing the rules because we’ve taken the tools
The way it is now, it will forever be so go right ahead and try”
Hurry up and see there ain’t no fast track to heaven
It’s going to take time and no one else can show you
The world that we live in is soaked in gasoline
And all it takes is one damn fool
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Simplization
05:26
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Hunting and gathering, then stories about stars ’round the fire
Their short, hard, sublime lives bound only by their desire
Just enough time to take to task
How sweet the sunshine when one could bask
Everything sapiens dared to ask before simplization
First came the farmland, followed by fences and gates
One day the women were property of their mates
Unnatural cities with walls to match, violent conflicts over cash
Poor devils making a headlong dash toward simplization
Building more boardrooms high above the ground
Tearing the last of the tall trees down
If you scream to be heard above the sound
Then they will take you away
A king-size bed and a golf course lawn
Medicine to heal anything that goes wrong
A safe place to hide from the throng
All this and more’s yours as long as you can pay
Complex notions, novels, theorems and games
None of that’s real – we made it all up in our brains
As an escape from the truth, which is
We’re throwing away the last of our gifts
You might think we’re getting smarter each day
But the troubling trend goes the other way
Soon there’ll be only one game to play thanks to simplization
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3. |
The End of War
02:30
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4. |
High on the Mountain
02:55
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In my time I’ve plowed a cornfield
And seen a spaceship land on Mars
Drove a flatbed plum to Chicago
Loaded down with Mason jars
Rode a mule then flown a Cessna
Built a TV, split some rails
Sung the Gospel, built a road up Fonde
Heard it all and told new tales
Next to the sky, right by a fountain
A restful home with plenty to do
I’m living high on the mountain
And I’m glad you live here too
I’ve digitized these fading photos
Of a world we’ve left behind
Born before they discovered Pluto
Lived to see them change their mind
I did my best to leave Earth better
For you kids because I care
When I go, and it might be tomorrow
Do me these favors and we’re square
Say your goodbye, drink from the fountain
Have a safe drive home; you’ve still got plenty to do
You grew up high on the mountain
And the story isn’t through
Don’t wonder why my heart quit counting
Rest assured I still enjoy the view
Put me high on the mountain
So I can be that much closer to you
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There’s always a conflict between us
Our tempers are as hot as Venus
Remember when we thought we had a friend until we die
Remember when we found out that Santa was a lie
There’s one lesson to be learned
That people have different perspectives
“I just want some food to eat, just some fresh meat
Those big humans give me snacks but refuse to set me free”
That little cat is so sweet but won’t love on me
That little kitty has a brain but won’t cooperate
Two different perspectives
I’m always in the way and you always get yours
I have enough to live in peace, but you always get more
So I’ve decided to attack
From now on there’ll be no going back – it’s war
There will be conflicts between us
But there’s never a need for meanness
Remember we can be friends and disagree
Remember when we watched Fred teach us on TV
There’s one more lesson to be learned
It’s okay to have different perspectives
We’ve always done the work for you; who gets the money?
We risk our lives and kids for you, you think it’s funny
So we’ve decided that’s enough
From now on the serfs are playing rough – who’s running?
Ten billion objectives, one selfish directive
Two dreams, only one of which can come true
A planet-wide collective, two different perspectives
And how can so many minds make do
When fortune only favors a few
We do so many jobs for you, you ask us to do more
No time for what we want to do; what is this life for?
So we’ve decided to attack
From now on there’ll be no going back – it’s war
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Do You Speak English?
02:05
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Mr. Banks, you are worth more than most in your church
Dole out pay by the dime, quarters at Christmastime
Born on third, bunted home
When you deign to nobly roam
I can’t help but notice you choose Spain, the Riviera or Bahrain
And my question’s plain
Do you speak English when you go?
Do you expect that they will know?
Are you comfortable believing in your dreams?
Can you survive not getting your way?
Are you protected by those you pay?
Most important, how do you block out the mounting screams?
Take your time while you can; pray you never meet a man
Cover your head, don’t catch cold
A pity bribes can’t buy off old
Your hard work has brought its boon
A big vacation’s coming soon
And my question stands
Do you speak English when you go?
Do you expect that they will know?
Are you comfortable believing in your dreams?
I am afraid you won’t get your way
Now at the mercy of come what may
And the currency doesn’t transfer, so it seems
Do you speak English? Is that all?
Haven’t you heard of Murphy’s Law?
What if truth, compassion or wisdom opens the door?
Will you freak out once it’s too late?
No hired hand can meet your fate
And no amount of cash will help you anymore
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When I'm 12
06:08
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When I’m 12 I will be mature
When I’m 12 I’ll know so much more
I will fall off my bike, meet a girl I like
And I can be myself
Stay up till 5 every night
Play that game where me and my friends can fight when I’m 12
When I’m 12 I will rob a bank
Sign up for the army, steal a tank
Learn Ice 3, take a friend to a star, play a diamond guitar
Redistribute wealth
Tell kids to stay off my grass
Catch the world’s most medium-mouth bass when I’m 12
As my powers grow
The work is getting harder and the race is on
Jade begins to show
I see ahead much farther; how the world’s a lie
The carefree part of life is passing by
And when I’m 12 it’s gone
When I’m older, I will have more chores
When I’m 12, I will want much more
I will cry and lie about my usage of time
I dread the thought of dying
Getting older is a gift and a pain
Sometimes the right thing is to rest and remain sane by sighing
There’s more to laugh about
The good stuff pokes through garbage every now and then
I’ve figured some things out
Where the safe spots are, which kind of man to be
And one fact is especially plain to see: I won’t be 12 again
I know these days seem to drag
And next year’s a trillion miles away
But I kind of wish they’d stay, yes it’s true
So I can wait forever even though I won’t have to
Many years from now
I might be able to close my faded eyes and pretend
The shine of youth returned with the warm May wind
I’ll save that thought for when I’m 12 again
On that day, how my life will change
Better, worse, more normal, and more strange
I will climb back on my bike, text the girl that I like
Put more books on the shelf
Stay up till 5 every night
Play that game where me and my friends can fight when I’m 12
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8. |
So Long
03:22
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To meet the minimum weight
The cork vests were loaded with iron bars
As the General steamed on
Burning mothers heaved babes
Into the river’s welcoming arms
The fiends got away with it somehow
It’s not life that’s sacred but good PR
So long since the game took a lifetime to learn
Now it’s changed yet not grown
I won’t sing to sell beer
Or get handmaids to dance with bros
If a bard’s fate must rest in the hands of a merchant
Then a ranger I’ll be
The system is subtle and stable
It wastes dreams that lead to a much, much better dawn
So long to a world understood by a child
Left unmade by old men
I can’t learn enough to find out what nobody knows
As the wrinkles dig in
The sun sets each night on more plastic
More distraction, less hope
No evil need bring down our heroes
The quest against darkness is ever more brightly ignored
So long as closed minds are content to be ruled
That’s as long as they will
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9. |
Wrapping Spaghetti
01:55
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This is a story about love
I want to teach my children and grandchildren
Something about love
That is the legacy I want to leave them
How to love, that it exists
Not like the love they’ve seen
Not a sad love filled with heartache and tears
Love that doesn’t make you cry, love doesn’t have to hurt
No more generational trauma
I want to wrap it up and give it to them; I want it to be shiny
I want to tie it up with a big red bow, but life isn’t like that
Life is messy and tangled up – it’s a bowl of spaghetti
But maybe we can leave them with this
Even with all that messiness
We made it work, we wrapped spaghetti
And maybe it wasn’t pretty or shiny but it held together
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Dragon's Blood
03:51
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There used to be a man, lived back in the trees
Grew and distilled every kind of cure
He coaxed Mother Nature into meeting our needs
That ain’t the way it is anymore
The police got after him, shot him down
Half-buried that feller in the mud
Next day a semi rolls into town
With 76 cases of dragon’s blood
Oh my my – it seems our supply is running low
And while the price runs high
It’s perfectly legal and can’t be grown
The generic is maflaffalan
We beat down the pox and yellow fever with ease
So there ain’t no money in health anymore
Which created a market for a modern disease
And wouldn’t you know it: there’s only one cure
The new racket runs as smooth as a clock
And nipped the revolution in the bud
Each day a steamer ties up at the dock
Unloads 76 cases of dragon’s blood
Oh my my
I can’t afford the insurance they make you have now
With the price so high
I want to go back to Nature but don’t know how
Choose ye the pharmacy or the grave?
Generic is maflaffalan
Unlucky soul
You got sick on the job and had to go into debt
That’s the poor man’s role
Bills up to your ears, then dirt over your head
Oh my my – it seems our supply is running low
And while the price runs high
It’s perfectly legal and can’t be grown
I wish I owned the patent on dragon’s blood
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11. |
I Am One with the Sea
03:58
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I was walking down the street, happened to meet my dream
The ocean sea -- yes it was rough, yes it was tough
My mind was on other stuff
I wrecked my boat, I’d had enough
But I kept going: I didn’t quit for I am one with the sea
I was looking for a life, found myself a wife
But that was in the past I’m here at last
I’m learning fast; something’s wrong, I realize at last
I’m being careless and cruel, acting like a fool!
I need to have the sailor spirit because I’m one with the sea
I will sail the seven seas and do so with ease
The scent of the air makes you want to sneeze
Riding my ship with peace and quiet
In the night where the lanterns aren’t lit
With glory comes sacrifice but here it is so nice
I am one with the sea
As an old man I was trying to block the fear of dying
Enjoy my last years, think on my careers, bring on my tears
All I can think of are my fears
I need to visit an old friend: it’s been a long time, ocean
For I am one with the sea
I recall where I used to play with my boat
Down by the muddy moat
I’ve had many adventures with deep blue
It’s counting on me and I’m counting on you
I am one with the sea
I will plan for the future, simple and pure
If you ever need help I’ve got the cure
In a boat, in a yacht, the ocean is your tour
If you run out of space, the sea provides more
Confusion and pollution ruin the sea but I will always know
I am one with the sea, I am one with the sea
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12. |
Nothing but the Road
03:54
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Now I’m all for adventure, distant destinations and long drives
Grew up in the bucket seat of a Mustang
On that first drive across South Carolina
I didn’t know this would be my life
Chasing horizonless pipe dreams and doing it the hard way
Either sleeping or writing
Performing or planning or barreling down the road
Trying to break those circumstantial chains
Memories, energy, youth and hope
None of them could keep up
They left me alone and nothing but the road remains
I was born in a junk-filled holler
Escaped ’cause I could cope with school
Wasted weekends studying up for Monday
Listened to broken-hearted rebels
Tricked into thinking the lies were true
Believed that somehow hard work would pay off someday
Yeah, the Emerald City would open its doors
To those who follow the road
The tickets to luxury were our hands and brains
Well, that dream is dead and we all know
It’s money alone that counts
The whole place cloaked itself and nothing but the road remains
As my chin grew white and my eyes grew dim
I figured something out
One night racing the sunset west on 60
I’d gone from here to there, learning what life is
And I knew beyond all doubt
Those years of experience were all I could take with me
Yeah, I’ve hurled my body against a wall
Another stink bug on the grill
And for all that, nothing meaningful has changed
With nothing else to do but cruise this road, I suppose I will
Until nothing but the road remains
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Fextonia Hawesville, Kentucky
Founded in 1996 amid the hills of southeastern Kentucky, Fextonia quickly evolved from a high school jam band into a songwriters' convention and continues to record original albums.
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