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							last revised 11/10/93 
SONG: FINEST WORKSONG
 
The time to rise has been engaged
You're better best to rearrange
I'm talking here to me alone
I listen to the finest worksong
Your finest hour
 
Another chance has been engaged
To throw Thoreau and rearrange
You are following this time
I beg you not beg to rhyme
Your finest hour
 
Take your instinct by the reins
Your better best to rearrange
What we want and what we need
Has been confused been confused
Your finest hour
 
 
SONG: WELCOME TO THE OCCUPATION
 
Hang your collar up inside
Hang your dollar on me
Listen to the water still
Listen to the cause where you are
Fed and educated, primitive and wild
Welcome to the occupation
Here we stand and here we fight
All your fallen heroes
Held and tied and skinned alive
Listen to the Congress fire
Offering the educated primitive and loyal
Welcome to the occupation
Hang your collar up inside
Hang your freedom higher
Listen to the buyer still
Listen to the Congress
Where we propagate confusion
Primitive and wild
Fire on the hemisphere below
 
Sugar cane and coffee cup
Copper, steel and cattle
An annotated history the forest for the fire
Where we open up the floodgates
Freedom reigns supreme
Fire on the hemisphere below
Listen to me
 
 
SONG: EXHUMING MCCARTHY
 
You're beautiful more beautiful than me
You're honorable more honorable than me
Loyal to the Bank of America
 
It's a sign of the times
 
You're sharpening stones walking on coals
To improve your business acumen
 
Vested interest united ties, landed gentry rationalize
Look who bought the myth, by jingo, buy America
 
It's a sign of the times it's a sign of the times
 
Enemy sighted enemy met I'm addressing the realpolitik
Look who bought the myth, by jingo, buy America
 
"Let us not assassinate this man further than the truth,
but you've done enough.  Have you no sense of decency, sir?
At long last, have you left no sense of decency?"
 
You've seen start and you've seen quit
I always thought of you as quick
Exhuming McCarthy
 
 
SONG: DISTURBANCE AT THE HERON HOUSE
	  (published in NME, sometime in 1989)
 
"They're going wild," the call came in
At early morning pre-dawn, then
"The followers of chaos out of control
They're numbering the monkeys
The monkeys and the monkeys,"
The followers of chaos out of control
 
"They're meeting at the monument,"
The call came in the monument
To liberty and honor under the honor roll
"They've gathered up the cages the cages and courageous,"
The followers of chaos out of control
 
The call came in to Party Central
"Meeting of the green and simple,"
Try to tell us something we don't know
 
"Disturbance at the Heron House"
A stampede at the monument
To liberty and honor under the honor roll
The gathering of grunts and greens
Cogs and grunts and hirelings
A meeting of a mean idea to hold
"When feeding time has come and gone
They'll lose the heart and head for home
Try to tell us something we don't know"
 
 
SONG: STRANGE (Wire)
	  (lyrics taken from the lyric sheet of Wire's _Pink Flag_)
 
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right
Michael's nervous and the lights are bright
There's something going on that's not quite right
 
There's something going on that wasn't here before
Keep your eyes glued to the floor
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right
 
There's something going on that wasn't here before
Keep your eyes glued to the floor
No one's going to say goodnight
There's something going on that's not quite right
 
 
SONG: IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT (AND I FEEL FINE)

That's great, it starts with an earthquake
Birds and snakes and aeroplanes
And Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs
Speed it up a notch, speed grunt no strength
The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight down height
Wire in a fire represent the southern gangs
In a government for hire in a combat site
Lefty wasn't coming in a hurry
With the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled trump tended crop
Look at that low plane. Fine then
Uh oh overflow population coming through
What it'll do save yourself serve yourself
world serves its own needs listen to your heartbeat
Tell me with the rapture and the reverent in the right right?
You patriotic patriotic slam fight right might feeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

six o'clock TV hour, don't get caught in foreign tower
Slash and burn return listen to yourself churn
Lock him in uniform and book-burning blood-letting
every motive escalate, automotive incinerate
Light a candle light a motive
Setp down step down watching heel cruch crush
Uh oh this means no fear cavalier renegade steer clear
A tournament A tournament A tournament of lies
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline

It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
(It's time i had some time alone)

the other night I tripped a nice continental drift to find
Mount Saint Edelite, Leonard Bernstein
Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs
Birthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boom!
You symbiotic patriotic slam butt neck, right?  Right!

It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
(It's time I had some time alone)

SONG: THE ONE I LOVE
 
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
 
Fire   (she's comin' down on her own, now)
 
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
Another prop has occupied my time
This one goes out to the one I love
 
 
SONG: FIREPLACE
 
Crazy crazy world crazy crazy times
Crazy crazy world crazy crazy times
Hang up your chairs to better sweep
Clear the floor to dance
Shake the rug into the fireplace
 
Crazy crazy world crazy crazy times
Crazy crazy world crazy crazy times
Hang up your chairs to better sweep
Clear the floor to dance
Sweep the floor into the fireplace
 
Hang up your chairs to better sweep
Clear the floor to dance
Throw the chairs into the fireplace
 
Hang up your chairs to better sweep
Clear the floor to dance
Throw the walls into the fireplace
 
 
SONG: LIGHTNIN' HOPKINS
 
When I lay myself to sleep pray that I don't go to deep
Lightning won
Because it's cold down cold down there crow
 
Flat lands low lands on the track
Shows the water pan the track
Lightning won lightning won
Close up hands to silhouette crow
 
Tambark on the track
Ham crow hold onto your hat
Lightning won lightning won
Low lands timberlands bad lands burn lands
 
 
SONG: KING OF BIRDS
 
A thumbnail sketch a jeweler's stone
A mean idea to call my own
Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young
There's time to teach point to point
Point observation children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
A mean idea to call my own a hundred million birds fly
 
Singer sing me a given singer sing me a song
Standing on the shoulders of giants everybody's looking on
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
 
There's time to teach point to point
Point observation children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
A mean idea to call my own a hundred million birds fly away
 
I am king of all I see my kingdom for a voice
Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young
There's time to teach point to point
Point observation children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
A mean idea to call my own a hundred million birds fly away
 
 
SONG: ODDFELLOWS LOCAL 151
 
Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouse
Where Peewee sits to prove a sage to teach
Peewee gathered up his proof
Reached up and scratched his head
Fell down and hit the ground again
 
Firehouse
 
Why do the heathens rage behind the firehouse
Where Peewee sits upon the wall to preach
This boy and girl they gather pearls
Of wisdom falling from his mouth
Wash off the blood wash off the rum
Wash off the blood wash off the 151

