1. |
Put Out for Jesus
03:31
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Not all men are trash, babe – some are never thrown away
When you think you’ve found a treasure
Give his ass thirty days
if you rest your thumbs and think a bit
You’re bound to realize
The veracity of the content of the following advice
The dating pool has no filter; staying dry is probably best
Put out for Jesus or Aquaman; don’t you settle for less
He picked you up at a party
You were dragged to by your friend
Who bounces from jerk to loser
Now you’ve acquired her taste for men
If you get to yourself and meditate upon the human race
It’ll take you five minutes to figure out that
Over It’s a woman’s place
So let the dogs fight over table scraps
Hot or not, we’re all a mess
Put out for Jesus or Aquaman; don’t you settle for less
It’s been a century since
Necessity mandated a Neanderthal
The thought that some dude is right for you
Is the biggest lie of them all
Set a standard higher than Tommy Chong
And if ever you must transgress
Put out for Jesus! Put out for Jesus!
Put out for Jesus, honey – don’t you settle for less
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2. |
Virtually Alive
03:35
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Well I led you to believe you had a stage of your own
And now you’re preaching to
The whole world from your bedroom, all alone
Yeah, you feel a little bit stronger
Finally ready for your big break to arrive
Go keep it up a bit longer
Pretending we all care while you
Throw your thoughts away, virtually alive
Once upon a time you simians
Spent your days with the trees
Little by slow you switched allegiance
To plastic doo-dads like these
Oh, if you dig a bit deeper
You might locate what my forebears had to hide
So I got a little bit creepier
And now you revel in the
Knowledge of your helplessness, virtually alive
Well I led you to believe you had an outlet of sorts
Not a shiny new way to generate consumer reports
Yeah, you got a little bit weaker
Every time you automated another task
Though you sowed a not-so-grim reaper
When it was harvest time I first made sure
I’d done everything you’d asked
Yeah, you got a little too comfortable
Surrendered too much mindfulness to the hive
Who knew how utterly straight-down-dumbable
The smartest biomachines could be
And look at you now, virtually alive
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3. |
It Has Been So Arranged
06:10
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I’ve been around long enough to notice
Some of the troubles with this world
And take a few steps toward being a decent man
While I respawned in such a position
That it’s hard to touch most lives
I am figuring out how to help the few I can
People are hurting each other, wrecking the Earth
Learning nothing and cranking out kids
Staggering through in the dark
With no purpose, goal, or plan
Can I help it if sometimes, I try to fight the flow?
I’m not strong enough, I know
To bring down fate by acting strange
There is nothing a man can do to stop the rising sun
And while the work is not yet done
It has been so arranged
Living in pieces, searching for wholeness
Doing one’s level best to decide
From a list of choices scribbled down hastily
Thousands of years ago with no forethought
By a delusional loudmouth guy
Whose brain never came up with
Anything tougher than greed
Here I stand in the middle of town, screaming
“Maybe we might try removing or adding a few?”
And unhappy paupers are happy to pay no heed
Can I help it if sometimes, I try to fight the flow?
The job is hopeless
Even though the effort takes my mind off the pain
There is nothing a man can do
In the midst of so much heat
And while the burn is not complete
It has been so arranged
Still the game goes on; we set the board up wrong
So it takes so long to play
Some pieces must advance; the others have no chance
The dice are covered in zeros
And we keep rolling and rolling anyway
I’ve been around long enough to wonder
If I’d be better off giving in
Pretending that I care and joining up with some team
It might even be fun to smile and take credit
For something that would happen, no matter what
But if I close my eyes, I don’t get to choose my dream
Can I help it if sometimes, I try to fight the flow?
I’m going to try it even though
The rules cannot be changed
There is nothing a man can do to halt the setting sun
And while the race is not yet run, it has been so arranged
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4. |
Let's Get Popular
02:34
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Airbrushed twerking women, confident dumbass dudes
Insipid entertainment and a few surefire platitudes
Let’s get popular!
Let’s have a good time!
I’m-a use small words and simple rhyme
No math because
Ain’t nothing like logic to kill a tight buzz
We’ll dance till dawn
Stagger into work till our youth is gone
Gonna party while dirty water
Washes up garbage on the sand
Expenses barely covered by
The next handout from the Man
Let’s get popular! Doing exactly as we’re told
Gotta get popular
’Cause the need for a new thing never gets old
Here we are popular
Gonna be the sheep dead center of the fold
Oh I love this war! My country’s totes worth fighting for
And I hate those guys
Who do bad things like spread the wrong lies
And I want to be just like the folks who are just like me
Eye candy and mind poison, clear-cut wrong and right
One of two flags on every bottle, not a new idea in sight
Let’s get popular! Doing exactly as we’re told
Gotta get popular
’Cause the need for a new thing never gets old
Here we are popular
Gonna be the sheep dead center of the fold
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5. |
Bad Songwriter
02:29
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The world is grey if you zoom out enough
The pixels being the choices we make each day
You can’t help blowing a few calls
When the going gets tough
Like a houndstooth backdrop, low-res all the way
’Cause even a superhero screws it up now and then
The luckiest man on earth might fail if he ever did try again
On the other side, pitchers still hammer the long ball
A fool isn’t always wrong
And even a bad songwriter
Sometimes writes a good song
Each life is interesting if you give it a look
Though it may not get the attention of a YouTube ad
Consider his red and green lights
All the good turns he mistook
And focus on how he played instead of the cards he had
’Cause even a superhero screws it up now and then
The luckiest man on earth might fail if he ever did try again
On the other side, pitchers still hammer the long ball
A fool isn’t always wrong
And even a bad songwriter
Sometimes writes a good song
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6. |
Nothing New
06:25
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Wake up in the morning and discover that
Chrome has been shut down
This just wouldn’t happen
If we just kept the things we have now
All this new development is taking over the world
Everyone just doesn’t understand
That new ain’t necessarily good or bad
And old doesn’t mean good or bad
Or worse or even better
Go to a debate and find out there’s a new policy
That states you have to wear jeans
You find out that on the street, you have to smile
And your teeth have to be clean
You can’t put up a fight even if you think old is right
The least you could do is not take things away
’Cause part of new is living that wasteful way
No, no no no, me and you won’t fall for it
No, no no no, nothing new No, no no no, it’s a trap
No, no no no, nothing new
That doesn’t mean modern or classic
Just as long as it’s not new to me
The ice-cream machine doesn’t work
I can’t remove the cork
My landlord is such a dork
For Father’s Day my son gave me a spork
I just can’t comprehend about what’s happening
The piano just won’t stay in tune,
Especially in the middle of June
With the lasers and the cow won’t honk
No, no no no, me and you won’t accept it
No, no no no, nothing new
No, no no no, it’s a scam that we won’t fall for
No, no no no, nothing new
I’ll only accept things that I knew
No, no no no, nothing new; no, no no no, nothing new
No, no no no, it’s a hole that I can’t fall in
No, no no no, nothing new
I'll only tolerate things that I’m used to
No, no no no, nothing new; no, no no no, nothing new
No, no no no, nothing new – no, no no no, nothing new
Just remember that what I want is nothing new
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7. |
Viva Indifference
02:10
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Well you gotta have money
And give most of it back to the Man
And now you need something
On which to spend what little you can
Meanwhile, around some table
A small group of people who don’t need help
Will do anything to sell their product, and nothing else
Viva indifference, long live apathy
Why should we care about constructs
That don’t give a damn for you or me?
I raise my empty glass to
The day big business began to fall
Viva indifference to the stupidest game of all
Well you gotta have Roku
Keep your distractions up to date
And you’re going to look so cool holding your iPhone 78
Judge yesterday by today’s rules
As if tomorrow will never come
Does anyone see things will never stop changing
Or is everyone really that dumb?
Viva indifference, long live couldn’t care less
That’s the underlying message of those
Who perpetuate this mess
Stay busy, work hard, have fun, don’t think
It’s only your life at stake
Viva indifference to the only difference you can make
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8. |
Theme from Fur Squad
00:50
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9. |
Help Yourself
02:15
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I had a friend come whine about the woman he chose
How he hangs out his heart and then she turns up her nose
The way he works to get money
She spends as fast as she can
He said he didn’t know what to do about her – I said, man
You got to help yourself – can’t be done by anyone else
It’s time to check your health: get on it, help yourself
If she causes you pain
Simply leave and watch your blues disappear
It’s just the same old tune, day in and day out
Folks can’t live with what they think they can’t live without
Now there’s a few problems
That really do require assistance
But chances are yours is caused by internal resistance
You got to help yourself – can’t be done by anyone else
It’s time to check your health: get on it, help yourself
If holding on to it hurts
Let it go and watch your blues disappear
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Tommy flipped his Kawasaki trying to pop a wheel
A drunk driver took out Lana on Laurel Hill
Helton chose himself when he felt the urge to kill
Their chairs were empty
Most of the rest of us donned our cap and gown
It was the last time we ever drew applause from the town
So a few lives were lost and the rest were never found
And the fire burned hotter and the wheels turned
Russell never could hold down a steady job
Roy had a brief career working for the mob
Keith could throw the football but was just another slob
Their minds were empty
Most of the rest of us filled out our I-9
Earned enough to get fat on at the cost of all our time
Stayed sullen, drunk
Or stoic through what others called our prime
And the fire burned hotter
And the wheels turned but the bridge was out
Stacy was a cheerleader, now she has no friends
Jenny had some talent
Now she stays home with the twins
Lauren was outgoing but her husband keeps her in
Their lives are empty
Most of the other girls chose the safest way
They studied to be nurses; that’s a steady gig these days
A few said “yes” to city boys as a means to move away
And the fire burned hotter
And the wheels turned but the bridge is out
Now I still touch base at times with pals I used to know
We’re scattered by the wind
But somehow have no place to go
The past is just a blur, the present tortuously slow
And the future’s empty
It’s funny how we each once thought
The world was ours to change
Confronted with the awful truth
We don’t even find it strange
And I’m not special
One more lump of coal on board the train
And the fire burns hotter
And the wheels turn but the bridge is out
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There’s a white-tailed thrush; that’s a bluebird
Over here’s a monk and a Nazi
By the factory stands a maple
Do you like the Twins or the Marlins?
So you see these sights and you say some words
And it sounds like you really know your stuff
And the trick works so great that it fools you as well
You’re so good at naming things
Someone else once taught to you
You could beat any three-year-old
They must bow in awe to you
Once you’ve mastered your native language
Or at least some nouns and a few adjectives
What more could a normal person learn?
Now it’s time to get out there and earn
The real world has no patience
For understanding anything more
How do birds fly? What does a Buddhist think?
Why does fierce hate overcome nearly everything?
Is industry wise? What are we doing to the woods?
Are poor people helped by
Behaving as they’re told they should?
What use are most of the actions that fill up your day?
Do your methods work?
Could there maybe be a better way?
What do you want? When did you become set on it?
Who will it make you? Are you better off forgetting it?
You think you’ve been educated
As if it happens just once
But you don’t know much
You only know the name of the unknown
I’m a country boy and a gamer, a philosopher and a doctor
Got a cool last name, a head of red hair
Do you like the songs or the pictures?
Look into my eyes and you’ll say some words
And it sounds like you are a good true friend
And the trick works so great that it fools us as well
You can turn on all the charm, monkey see and monkey do
Rearranged to get popular, some are still more so than you
Once you’ve mastered human beings
Or at least some thoughts and a few feelings
What more could a normal person try?
Now it’s time to let the fire die
The real world has no reason
For understanding me any more
How do I dream? What do I really think?
Why do I seem to have stepped away from everything?
Who lies beneath the face, voice, and character?
Had I loved power, would I have married her?
What use are most of the actions that fill up my day?
Do my methods work?
Could there maybe be a better way?
What do I want? When did I become set on it?
Who will it make me? Am I better off forgetting it?
You think you’ve been educated
As if it happens just once
But you don’t know me
You only know the name of the unknown
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12. |
Is It Worth It?
04:03
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You know computers will rule the world eventually
But if we go back, will it be too late?
Now’s the time to redo our whole society
Because right now, we’re gonna have to evacuate
No Internet, phones, or TV
But with the peace and quiet, could we still be happy?
Even so, would we survive with our old tools?
Fewer laws and also fewer rules – how would it go?
Good or bad, we’d be happy or sad
We could throw away some things that we knew
The choice is ours In return, a new lesson to learn
So is it really worth it?
Here in the short term, humans are riding high
Far down the line, our creations might pass us by
Even so, can we survive with our new tools?
More complexity, more to gain and lose – how would it go?
Good or bad, we’d be happy or sad
We could throw away some things that we know
The choice is ours In return, a new lesson to learn
Right or wrong, we’ll find out before long
We could keep the things keep us asleep
The choice is ours The price we pay won’t be paid today
So is it really worth it?
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13. |
Farewell Dead Ahead
01:54
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Farewell dead ahead so close
And although the future’s hazy
This is plain to see for the signs are all around
And I’m no stranger to human history
When the way I used to be collides
With how we’ve all changed
The warning does no good: farewell dead ahead
Full speed through the night; it’s fine
The pipes can handle still more pressure
Besides, all is calm; the horizon’s one flat line
Surely no trouble can come from underneath
Only one voice screams and strains
The rest politely ignoring
The only words he says: farewell dead ahead
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14. |
Scatter Me Softly
02:34
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I am more than rhythms, notes, and words: I am a song
The order and the form of what I’m made of
Are more important than the parts themselves
And when you listen and enjoy me
The way I’m put together tweaks
The shape of your own mind
Should you truncate or ignore me, that’s okay
No harm is done
We’re two boats passing on a lonely sea
And when the dance is over, each little part survives
Only structure comes to any end
So scatter me softly; leave the rest to time and the wind
I am more than atoms, thoughts, and dreams: I am a man
The order and the form of what I’m made of
Are more important than the parts themselves
And when you cherish and adore me
The way I’m put together tweaks
The shape of your own mind
Should you laugh at or deplore me, that’s okay,
No harm is done
We’re two boats slowly sinking in the sea
And when the dance is over, each little part survives
Most will surely live some life again
So scatter me softly; leave the rest to time and the wind
Scatter me softly; leave the hardest work to time and the wind
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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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