1. Draw the Line

2. I Wanna Know Why

3. Critical Mass

4. Get It Up

5. Bright Light Fright

6. Kings and Queens

7. Hand That Feeds

8. Sight For Sore Eyes

9. Milk Cow Blues
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Draw The Line

Checkmate honey

Beat you at your own damn game

No dice honey

I’m livin’ on the astral plane

Feet’s on the ground

Your head’s going down the drain

Heads I win, tails you lose

To the never mind

That’s where I Draw The Line

An indian summer

Carrie was all over the floor

She was a wet net winner

And rarely ever left the store

She’d sing and dance all night

And wrong all the right out of me

Pass me the vile and cross your fingers

It don’t take time

Know where to Draw The Line

You told Carrie

And promised her you wouldn’t be long

Heads I win, tails you lose

Lord it’s such a crime

No dice honey

You’re salt, you’re the queen of the brine

Checkmate honey

You’re the only one who’s got to choose

Where to Draw The Line

Checkmate, don’t be late

Take another pull

That’s right

Impossible

When you got to be yourself

You’re the boss, the toss

The price, the dice

Grab yourself a slice

Know where to Draw The Line

(Repeat)
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2.  I Wanna Know Why

Kickin’ down the road

Feelin’ mighty slowed

With the likes of you

Gettin’ mighty spaced

Never had a taste

Of what you’re goin’ through

I can’t bitch

Went from rags to riches

Then to ragtime screamin’ the blues

(Chorus)

I Wanna Know Why

Everybody’s good intention

Try to make a fool outta me

I Wanna Know Why

Everybody’s good intention

Gotta make a fool

Gotta make a fool

Try to make a fool outta me

Swing low

Sweet cherry-o

When a strange love showed me the way

You see more

Can’t keep a score

When the whore’s comin’ on for the play

(Chorus)

E. Poe

Eatin’ crow

Wonder if he knowed that

Raven was mad

Time passed

And words lost the last

Of the thing he ever had

(Chorus)

Oh, play rough

Can’t get enough

So the try to make a fool out of me

Lordy

Ain’t foolin’ me

Ya ain’t ghoulin’ me

Ain’t foolin’ me

You ain’t foolin’ me
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3.  Critical Mass

Arriving in boats

Black hooded coats

Tormentors climbed into my room

I crawled under my bed

Covered my head

But they’re flushin’ me out with a broom

The leades, she’s small

Pinned my ass to the wall

For my seeds or she’d be losin’ her past

Time after time

She’d be readin’ my mind

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it

This is Critcal Mass

So far, so good

I heard the other say

So good, so far

They’re takin’ me away

I drink to you, your mind, her ass

We’ll take a drink and break the glass

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it

This is Critical Mass

Now the tallest of two

With a brush full of blue

Paints surrealist scenes on the wall

So I tell her for fun

That it’s really well done

But she just ain’t listenin’ at all

She points to my heart

Tellin’ me if I’m smart

I’ll practise and phase

Out and admit, when the doesn’t fit

And I went screamin’ out down the hall

Need it

Need your love

Just then I heard a poundin’ on the wall

We’re all there, sang the voice of twenty more

I drink to your alas

We’ll take a drink and break the glass

Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it

We are the Critical Mass

Time and space is takin’ me away

Time erase, don’t know the time of day
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4.  Get It Up

Take me on your rockin’ horse

Hit the lights and shut your doors

Grab your ankles, everyone

Ain’t my way of havin’ fun

(Chorus)

Can’t give it up

Gotta give it up, give it up

C’mon Nancy

Can’t give it up

Gotta Get It Up, Get it Up

For your fancy

Can’t Get It Up,

Gotta Get It Up, Get it Up

C’mon Nancy

Can’t Get It Up

Gotta Get It Up, Get It Up

Really have a good time

Really have a good time

Suckin’ up the moonshine

Up underneath her clothesline

Really have a good time

Love me ’til the sun

(Chorus)

Get It Up and down and all around

Take a ride and paint the town

Slow me down and make it fast

Scream almost and make it last

You know you gotta

Really have a good time

You know you’re really gonna

Really have a good time

Suckin’ up the moonshine

Up underneath her clothesline

You know you really gonna

Really have a good time

You know you really wanna love me

‘Til the sun can’t Get It Up
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5.  Bright Light Fright

It’s the dawn of the day

And I’m crashed and I’m smashed

And it is I’m feelin’

Like my chips are cashed

All of my clothes

Strewn all over the room

The crisis at hand is

I’m all out of zoom

(Chorus)

I got the sunlight blues

I can’t find my shoes

The only thing on TV

Is the Good Morning News

The tricks of the night

Keepin’ me in a daze

Open a bottle

And I’ll pull down the shades

Glance in the mirror

Back into bed

Forget that it’s day

Time to party again

(Chrous)

Bright Light Fright

Bright Light Fright

Bright Light Fright

Give me the night

(Repeat)

(Repeat Chorus)
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6.  Kings And Queens

Long ago in days untold

Were ruled by lords of greed

Maidens fair, with gold they dared

To bare their wombs that bleed

Kings And Queens and guillotines

Taking lives denied

Starch and parchments laid the laws

When bishops took the ride

Only to deceive

Oh I know I

Lived this life before

Somehow I know now

Truths I must be sure

Tossin’ turnin’, nightmares burnin’

Dreams of swords in hand

Sailing ships, the Viking spits

The blood of father’s land

Only to deceive

Living times of knights and mares

Raising swords for maidens fair

Sneer at death, fear only loss of pride

Living other centuries

Deja vú or what you please

Follows true to all who do or die

Screams of no reply

They died

Screams of no reply

And died

Lordy, Lordy, they died
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7.   Hand That Feeds

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please, doctor, doctor, please

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Feel like an old disease

Get your sweet ass off the floor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

I can’t refuse any loose hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd

You feel the flame, but yo ain’t proud

Maybe your attitude ain’t right

So all that’s left for me to do is bite

The Hand That Feeds me

Feeds me

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, please

All things you put me through

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that uncle John needs

I ain’t the dog that bites the Hand That Feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of

Et tu like birds of a feather

When another day, love another way

Push, shove, make love, play

Never never, never ever

Never ever, never ever

Na, na…

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please do a-what you can

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Would you please give my life a hand

All the things you put me trough

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that uncle John needs

I ain’t the dog that bites The Hand That Feeds me, yeah

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, please

(Repeat)
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8.  Sight For Sore Eyes

Goin’ downtown, goin’ down, goin’ down

‘Neath the city, eatin’ ground round

Underground is pretty gritty

I turned the screw she held the light

That’s when I knew she was a

Sight For Sore Eyes

She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

Playin’ no fair, sleepin’ under stairs

Downtown’s a pity, takin’ fair square

Under where it’s pretty gritty

I turned the screw, she held the knife

Oh, holy Jesus, she’s a Sight For Sore Eyes

Sight For Sore Eyes

She’s a nitty gritty

Turnin’ in style, walk a mile for your titty

Naked foul while under there

Under where it’s pretty gritty

Hey, don’t you know people

She’s a love lust hussy

She left, oh she rust me

Dear old girl

She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

But she was sittin’ pretty

A Sight For Sore Eyes

She was a nitty gritty

Sight For Sore Eyes

Peeled back and parted

Even at the start it was delight or demise

I feel like a leopard king

Sight For Sore Eyes

She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
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9.  Milk Cow Blues

Well I’ve tried everything

Just to get along with you

And now I’m gonna tell you

Just what I’m gonna do

Well I’m sick of all your cryin’

When you should be leavin’ me alone

If you believe in me

You pack me bags, I’m gone

Won’t you please

Don’t that sun look good goin’ down

You almost lost your love girl

When your old man ain’t around

(Chorus)

Won’t you please

Don’t that sun look good goin’ down

And you best believe I love you baby

When your old man ain’t around

(Repeat Chorus)

Round and round…