Antipathy & Ideology

by Brian Woodbury

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1.
V E R S E 1 A We fought you all, and it was bad I thought we’d worked it out With all we shared, the bonds we had They never seemed in doubt 1 B Stars and stripes, bowie knife Turn of phrase, way of life Bygone pastimes to play ball 1 C I couldn’t read the writing of your scrawl Till it had filled every wall C H O R U S 1 But now you’ve done it. That’s a fact You did the deed you can’t retract It seems like just to prove you could do it From ugly urges, petty gripes Your bigotries and stereotypes They blind you to how badly you blew it It’s sympathy they say you want But in return you lie and taunt And piss on everybody below you Well, the next time that I see you I’ll pretend I don’t know you I’ll pretend I don’t know you. V E R S E 2 A We won the war, we reached the moon Put differences aside Our victory lap - it came too soon You thwarted all we tried 2 B Women’s votes, civil rights Working wage, those good fights You’re so eager to undo 2 C You take your turn and then you take mine too Shake down that red, white and blue C H O R U S 2 The benefit of every doubt I’ve given you, you’ve worn it out I’ll make no more apologies for you ‘Cause I’ve indulged all your complaints With patience of a thousand saints Bent over trying not to deplore you Confessed my wrongs and made ’em right We’ve both agreed and seen the light Till you demand I once again show you When I’ve paid you more than twice what I owe you So, the next time that I see you I’ll pretend I don’t know you I’ll pretend I don’t know you. B R I D G E I know where you come from But I don’t know where you’re coming from I N S T R U M E N T A L - guitar solo - 3 B Tragic flaw, second skin Bosom foe, next of kin Could I quit you once for good? 3 C ‘Cause there’s another where my brother stood Crowned now with some other hood C H O R U S 3 I’d wait for you to come around But common sense will not be found When one of us just won’t recognize it There’s no use meeting you halfway You move the goal post every day And you don’t even try to disguise it Our Reconstructions never last For long enough to leave the past I trust you ’bout as far’s I could throw you Even God’s mercy is too good to bestow you So I’ll do my best to block and to slow you And the next time that I see you I’ll pretend I don’t know you. Yeah, the next time that I see you I’ll admit I don’t know you I’ll admit I don’t know you No, I never did know you.
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V E R S E 1 We built a house, surrounded by nature From the last stand of our tall yellow pine We carved up the hillside, we quarried the marble We laid out the landscape and pulled up the vine We drained off the swamp, we siphoned the stream We melted the ice caps to make our lawn gleam It seems there’s no end to the wealth we’ve amassed We plunder the planet, while supplies last V E R S E 2 We built a town, surrounded by neighbors A school and a mall and a road we can drive And as it grew crowded, we pushed out on further Closing the door on the last to arrive We’ve strip-mined the mountain to keep our town bright To shiver by day, and sizzle by night We’ve sprawled and we’ve spread through this country so vast Squander the future, while supplies last B R I D G E Wide open space You can lift yourself up by your britches Saving nine stitches Then it's a race And you're stuck in a chase for new riches Digging new ditches V E R S E 3 We built a world, surrendered our nature To stare at a screen while we kept the lights on We used every ounce of our fathers’ good fortune And didn’t take notice till it was near gone Now we’ve just woken up, and it’s time to say when We changed the world once, we can do it again We’ve got to start now, before our last chance has passed Rescue the future Rescue the future Let’s build a future, while supplies last
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H A L F C H O R U S We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone... V E R S E 1 We can’t breathe With a nightstick that’s clutched at our throat (We can’t breathe) On the ground with a knee on our neck (We can’t breathe) With our hands cuffed in chains at our backs (We can’t breathe) Pepper spray in our mouths and our eyes (We can’t breathe) Even so, we refuse to be blind C H O R U S We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe V E R S E 2 We can’t breathe With the Covid invading our lungs (We can’t breathe) When each hospital bed has a price (We can’t breathe) Where a zipcode determines our fate (We can’t breathe) When our lives have no value at all (We can’t breathe) Then it’s time we demand what is ours C H O R U S We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone - can breathe V E R S E 3 We can’t breathe Not a whisper or word of dissent (We can’t breathe) In those places where protest is banned (We can’t breathe) Where the truth is dismembered and burned (We can’t breathe) Where injustices never get heard (We can’t breathe) Nonetheless, we will not be kept down C H O R U S We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe V E R S E 4 We can’t breathe When these fossils are choking our air (We can’t breathe) On a planet that’s setting on fire (We can’t breathe) With an ocean that’s dying or dead (We can’t breathe) While they keep on repeating the lie (Don’t believe) Nothing’s wrong and no more can be done C H O R U S We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone can breathe We can’t breathe Until everyone, till everyone, till everyone We all can breathe
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Better 05:15
V E R S E 1 She was gone almost overnight A brutal two-month chemo fight This isn't right— How could she forsake you? The twins still cry for her at dawn They’re asking you where mama’s gone It feels like one more day of this could break you P R E – C H O R U S 1 There on the rocky shore Trying to find a place to stand As you're pulverized to sand. C H O R U S 1 It will get better You will get stronger As the nights grow shorter And the light grows longer Day after day, you'll lift your eyes, and then In the mirror you will see yourself again, See yourself again. V E R S E 2 You're a girl, but no one knows It’s what you feel, not what you chose One day you wear your sister’s clothes And so they beat you Changing schools, then leaving town Your parents say, “Just push it down” You fall into a place no one can reach you P R E – C H O R U S 2 You're walking along the shore And the surf tugs at your dress You’re resisting less and less C H O R U S 2 It will get better You will get stronger As the taunts grow fainter And the light grows longer One day you’ll free your future from your past And in the mirror, you will see yourself at last, See yourself at last. B R I D G E You didn't ask for what you're going through You think you'll never find your way And then you do, you always do... V E R S E 3 He rode in trailing clouds of hate You were sure no one would take his bait The country that you love—well, they'd oppose him But everything you thought you knew Turned out, was just a point of view And when the night was through The people chose him P R E – C H O R U S 3 We stand at the ocean’s edge As a storm cloud drowns the day And the shore is washed away... C H O R U S 3 Will it get better? Oh, how much longer Till the truth gets louder And the light grows stronger? We've come through greater trials than this by far We've paid with tears and blood for who we are Will we reclaim that flag and what it's for? So in the mirror, we can see ourselves once more? See ourselves once more See ourselves once more.
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V E R S E 1 Go back, you are goin’ the wrong way now Can I make it any clearer? You keep gettin’ further away from it Just by tryin’ to get nearer Maybe your eyes are blind Your head’s in a place the sun never shined Tryin’ to reach what you left behind Starin’ in your rear view mirror C H O R U S 1 Get out of your car (Get out, now, get out) Get out of your car (A change of plan) Get out of your car Start walkin’ a straight line Past your good intentions Try walkin’ before you run out of your car (Get out, now, get out) Get out of your car (While you still can) Get out of your car ’Cause lyin’ in the road won’t get you far V E R S E 2 Slow down, you are pushin’ it way too fast Before your engine starts to smolder This road’s gettin’ rougher from here on out Why’s that seem to make you bolder? Maybe your eyes wear blinds Or you’ve covered up all of the warning signs Better read between the yellow lines Time to pull off to the shoulder C H O R U S 2 Get out of your car (Get out, now, get out) Get out of your car (Leave your cocoon) Get out of your car And give up your license to horsepower overkill Overcome all you get out of your car (Get out, now, get out) Get out of your car (And none too soon) Get out of your car Or you’ll be relegated to the tar C H O R U S 3 Get out of your car (Get out, now, get out) Get out of your car (’Cause it’s your turn) Get out of your car Start towin’ the lifeline In time to make up for lost time for the last time get out of your car (Get out with all get out) Get out of your car (Don’t crash and burn) Get out of your car ’Cause dyin’ in the road is where you are
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V E R S E 1 Rafael makes a midnight run Up into the USA Leaves his Linda and baby Rosa Behind in Monterrey Eleven guys in an Gilroy flophouse A sleeping bag on a cot He’s calling out “trabajo” In the U-Haul lot Two weeks picking some artichokes Working all day long with no shade Rafi dares to ask the man About when they’re getting paid That mentiroso made promises But he pays him two hundred less What can Rafael do? No recourse, and no redress C H O R U S “Welcome to America Welcome to America Welcome to America Welcome to America.” V E R S E 2 Seven years Rafeal’s been here All his hard work is starting to pay He runs a roadside fruit stand Outside of San Jose Linda’s moved up from Mexico And their daughter’s going to school They watch the rear-view mirror Observe each traffic rule Rose is fluent in English now She is like a nativa child Rafi calls her his dreamer. Sees her paperwork gets filed Rafi wants to go home to see his mother He knows he can’t even try If he did, he couldn’t come back He never tells her goodbye C H O R U S Welcome to America etc. B R I D G E Rose enlists, she wants to give back Two tours as a medic in Iraq The more she serves, the more she sees The drones, the broken bones, the IEDs She loves her country, she loves the grunts But she wonders what the hell we’re doing there C H O R U S Welcome to America etc. V E R S E 3 Rafi walks his nieto out to the park To go feed the ducks Mama Rose meets them every day With lunch from the taco trucks Someone calls out to Dr. Rose It’s a man who’s missing a leg He was with Third Infantry Private First Class Gregg Rafi tells the boy not to stare at the soldier’s prosthetic limb The private says Rose saved his life It’s an honor, he says, to meet him “You remind me of my Greek grandpa He emigrated in ‘55 Thanks for choosing to come Thanks to you, I’m alive.” C H O R U S “Thank you from America Thank you from America Thank you from America Thank you from America” “You’re welcome, to America” Welcome to America Welcome to America Welcome to America…
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V E R S E 1 A Why can’t it be like it was when our cassettes hit rewind, Back when the future was ours and President Nixon resigned? V E R S E 1 B Things were all starting to change The Senate-approved E.R.A. We finally left Vietnam. People said, “Have a nice day.” C H O R U S 1 Why can’t it be like it was? Why can’t it be like it was going to be? Why can’t it be like it was? The world we all thought we could see, Like it was. V E R S E 2 A Women and men could be friends. Everyone seemed to be bi. I’m okay, you’re okay too. On the street, people got high. V E R S E 2 B Switching to meters and grams. We’d legalize victimless crime. Then solar power the world. There was still plenty of time. C H O R U S 2 Why can’t it be like it was? Why can’t it be like it was going to be? Almost but not quite enough. Though everyone seemed to agree That it was. B R I D G E It’s not that I’d choose to live just like we used to Somehow, somehow… But it’s not even close to What it was supposed to be By now… V E R S E 3 (B) We started saving the whales. No more nukes not far behind. It was all gonna come true, When President Nixon resigned. C H O R U S 3 Why can’t it be like it was? Why can’t it be like it was going to be? Just when the going got tough, We coulda held on, couldn’t we? C H O R U S 4 Why did we have to give up? Couldn’t it be like it was going to be? Let’s start from where we left off By setting our old future free. ’Cause if we try, why can’t it be Like it was?
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Jury Duty 02:52
V E R S E 1 I got a notice in the mail today that caught me up short A summons from the Maricopca Criminal Court Like every other time I decided to ignore’t Talk about lame So I shoved it in a drawer with my spare rubber bands Out of sight, out of mind, definitely out of my hands ’Cause anyone with half an IQ understands How to play that game P R E - C H O R U S 1 Give me a break C H O R U S 1 Only suckers fools and cranky old men serve jury duty Not people like me who get up at ten - not jury duty I've got somethin’ to do and places to be Not cooped up inside, I've got to be free Well, it may be for you but it isn't for me Not jury duty V E R S E 2 I won’t go bowin’ down or kowtowin’ to the man I don’t recycle any kind of bottle or a can I’m not what you would call a “civic duty” fan I blaze my own trail Any damn day I please I’m gonna water my lawn Never use my blinkers. I leave my brights on No one’s gonna make me a government pawn Keep your summons outta my mail P R E - C H O R U S 2 Don’t tread on me C H O R U S Only people with too much time on their hands do jury duty Only people who’ve got no significant plans do jury duty I got places to go and people to see Not stuck with some upright citizenry It might do it for you, but it doesn’t for me Not jury duty I N S T R U M E N T A L - dobro solo - V E R S E 3 Since I knew I’d probably never get ’em to exempt me I returned the next summons the bastards sent me With a fabricated forwarding address in Tempe Psych! But a couple months later, illegal U-turn The cops pull me over, no cause for concern Till they run my license, and, come to learn The fake address I’d given turned out to be a crack house under FBI surveillance P R E - C H O R U S 3 I wouldn’t cop a plea But now, alas, I see C H O R U S 3 Only suckers and fools and cranky old men are doin’ jury duty Only jerks who enjoy puttin’ folks in the pen are doin’ jury duty Their hearts are all stone, they laugh at my tears They’re lockin’ me up for twenty-five years I don’t understand why there’s none of my peers doin’ jury duty E X T E N S I O N They put me away and tossed out the key I’m cooped up inside, I’ll never be free If only there’d been more people like me doin’ jury duty
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I N T R O You build your smug stabilities To keep from feeling ill-at-ease You carefully construct your world Just wait till I have fucked your world V E R S E 1 I never met a paradigm I couldn’t disrupt I’m gonna make some changes and they might be abrupt I’m a man on a mission, of creative demolition So get with the future, or your ass is sure to be whooped You want improvement but it’s only a patch Take my constructive feedback and start over from scratch If tired ways of seein’ have got you disagreein’ The best way to fix this mess, is just to hand me a match P R E - C H O R U S 1 Forget your status quo Alas, it has to go So you can learn to detach C H O R U S If it ain't yours, take it If it ain't true, fake it If it ain't broke, break it V E R S E 2 People look at me like I gone off of my meds But ya cannot make an omelet without breaking some heads So now you gotta scramble But don’t ya take the gamble Of tryin’ to make a better plan, I’m gonna rip it to shreds You wanna know what I’ve been drivin’ at here? You best give up the wheel and let the blind man steer I’m an innovator. You’re gonna thank me later So get with the program now. Am I makin’ it clear? P R E - C H O R U S 2 Your rules do not apply They’re for the little guy Me, I’m a true pioneer C H O R U S If it ain't yours, take it If it ain't true, fake it If it ain't broke, break it B R I D G E You say you don’t want a revolution But if you’re not a part of the problem You’ll never be a part of the dissolution I N S T R U M E N T A L P R E - C H O R U S 3 I need to rock the boat You sink so I can float Thank you for playing your part C H O R U S If it ain't yours, take it If it ain't true, fake it If it ain't broke, break it L A S T C H O R U S Nest o’ hornets, shake it Sleepin’ giant, wake it If it ain't broke, break it If it ain't broke, break it
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V E R S E 1 Assistant coach Ladybugs soccer team Taft Elementary Three year champions Lincoln High visit K-9 officer Drug-Free Zone Homeless youth outreach Buyback program T-shirt Raffle Police Benevolent See something – say something Broken tail light? Let ya off with a warning C H O R U S He’s patrolling the border Between chaos and order Just don't cross the thin blue line Of the good cop/bad cop Good cop/bad cop V E R S E 2 Officer to dispatch Subject spotted Jefferson and Third Matches the description Black male, white sneakers 5-10,180 In pursuit on foot Non-compliant with verbal commands Suspect now fleeing Down a dark alleyway Running toward Jefferson Another gangbanger trying to get away Shots fired Suspect down C H O R U S 2 And now he’s insisting The deceased was resisting And his body cam was not online That’s the good cop/bad cop Good cop/bad cop V E R S E 3 Ladies, Gentlemen Of the jury Decorated officer Credit to the force Loving husband Devoted father Loyal son Friend of the community Menacing suspect Criminal record Reached into his waistband Officer responded Fearing for his safety Following protocol His fate is in your hands C H O R U S 3 His weapon was fired He says it was required That call can’t be yours or mine Who’s the good cop/bad cop Good cop/bad cop V E R S E 4 Time for dinner Say grace Elbows off the table Pass the ketchup Dennis called To say congratulations He knew I’d beat it Bowling next Tuesday Listen to your mother Finish your homework Work hard Play fair When I grow up Can I be a police man? You can do anything R E F R A I N Good cop/bad cop, etc.
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V E R S E 1 A There’s ninety miles between Manuel and Cuba That’s as the Osprey flies. Well, so does time These sixty years he’s waiting to unexile He still relives their crime V E R S E 1 B He’s just one more expropriated expat They took his farm, his Chevy Bel Air He lost it all to traitor campesinos His only light stayed there P R E - C H O R U S 1 Oh, some day, come what may He’ll come take her away Though she chose to stay He will pray He can sway Her to stray Drinkin’ rum And Cuba libre C H O R U S 1 “Lucy, I’m home Lucy, I’m home“ But it’s not his home to choose And so he must refuse Till nothing’s left to Lucy, I’m home P O S T - C H O R U S Gimme some sugar Gimme some sugar V E R S E 2 A For sixty years Sue has been a true believer The old new left, with tales left to tell She walks the walk, a lonely fellow traveler A wet spot for Fidel V E R S E 2 B She’s chained herself to chains of chain link fences Miami old folks home volunteer A border witness, Everglades protector One beacon helps her steer P R E - C H O R U S 2 And it’s Che, fearless Che His life not his cliche He’s her shining ray Through the fray Re-runs play To this day No cigar “Venceremos” C H O R U S 2 Lucy, I’m home (BGD: Heeding the call) Lucy, I’m home (BGD: Havana Ball) Chickens coming home to roost The bosses are vamoosed The workers’ chains are Lucy, I’m home P O S T - C H O R U S Gimme some sugar Gimme some sugar B R I D G E Dementia’s thrown a wrench into Manuel’s retirement plans When Sue works at the home she has to fight his grabby hands She brings his cafe. He paws at her candy pinafore He says, “Just two more sugar cubes, mi Lucy, por favor” C H O R U S 3 “Lucy, I’m home (BGD: Where have you gone?) Lucy, I’m home“ (BGD: !No pasaran!) Sue knows that if you make a truce Righties tie the noose The left needs revo- Lucy, I’m home P O S T - C H O R U S Gimme some sugar Gimme some sugar
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V E R S E 1 White people, come on We need to shut up and listen Shut up and listen We’re not really listening We’ve spoken enough White people, do what I’m doing And shut up and listen right now V E R S E 2 Step up, fellow men And start believing the women You say you believe them Why should we believe you? I’m calling you out Because you don’t believe women So shut up and listen right now V E R S E 3 Come on, liberal allies This isn’t about you It isn’t about you Don’t make it about you Don’t try to relate, no ‘Cause you’ll never get it Still shut up and listen right now V E R S E 4 Watch out, people now You better check what you’re saying Yeah, check what you’re saying Like I check what I’m saying You say something wrong We’re never gonna forgive you So shut up and listen right now V E R S E 5 Shout out, everyone You best speak up, I can’t hear you Don’t stand on the sidelines We need you to join us Shout out, everyone I said speak up, I can’t hear you Hello, I can’t hear you, Step up, say it louder Hey, where are you going? Is anyone out there? Shout out! Are you with me? Shut up!
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C H O R U S 1 Poor landlord, poor landlord Poor landlord, poor landlord V E R S E 1 A Pity the landlord, with his whole heart and soul He fights the good fight, and it’s taking its toll As he marches to battle against rent control Poor landlord V E R S E 1 B Corrupt city hall’s got him down on his knees They’re raising his taxes, increasing his fees He gives ’em donations, they vote as they please Pool landlord C H O R U S 2 Poor landlord, poor landlord, etc. V E R S E 2 A The rent board expects him to act like a saint The tenants are whining, they file a complaint Let ‘em put up with a little lead paint Poor landlord V E R S E 2 B The heater’s broken, the roof has a leak The rats in the attic are starting to reek The real crime is that rent has been behind for a week Poor landlord B R I D G E So let’s show some compassion For the things he must go through. He wouldn’t ever want to wish His tragic fate on you. I N S T R U M E N T A L C H O R U S 3 Take pity on the Poor landlord, poor landlord, etc. V E R S E 3 A The homeless are camping out all over town They shit in the river, they’re turning it brown And bringing his property values all down Poor landlord V E R S E 3 B They want to build shelters, move folks out of tents With subsidized housing, but that makes no sense Because if they do, it will drive down the rents C H O R U S 4 Poor landlord, poor landlord, etc.
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V E R S E 1 I’m in awe of their devotion Of their fearless sacrifice Of their duty and their readiness To pay the dearest price Where they can summon everything Here I can only muster up the nerve to say I oppose the troops V E R S E 2 I admire their commitment To the rightness of their cause And I understand the impulse And the principles and laws There is evil to be battled, But it’s evil that no firepower will allay I oppose the troops B R I D G E 1 I oppose the troops With all their codes of honor That kind of honor is a curse The more they try to right the world The more they serve to make it worse V E R S E 3 ’Cause they’re not fighting for our freedom At least not since the Civil War Even then, half fought against it If we’re really keeping score Like each abandoned veteran, war is soon a Relic from a distant time and day I oppose the troops I oppose the troops B R I D G E 2 I oppose the troops Though they don’t give the orders They’ve got to share some of the blame For what they line up for And sign up for There’d be no war if no one came And they say it’s unrealistic To think that war could ever cease And yet they demand the world’s respect To spit on any chance for peace. V E R S E 4 So, no thank you for your service For your protocols and ranks Your guns, missiles, drones and warheads To the war in our heads - no thanks It’s all over if you want it And it starts when every AWOL soldier gets away I oppose the troops, etc.
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V E R S E 1 I got a sweet little habit Makes me feel so good And I’ll never give it up Though people say I should I know it’s a compulsion I’m its willing slave ’Cause I just can’t get enough of that good stuff I crave P R E – C H O R U S 1 You can snort that coke Fire up that crack But I’m a junkie with a bigger monkey on my back C H O R U S 1 I get my kicks from guns and ammo Get my fix from guns and ammo ’Cause nothin’ addicts like guns and ammo And people say it’s gonna be the death of me V E R S E 2 Now, some folks have to chug their morning coffee cup But me I gotta get loaded And I need to shoot up There ain’t no liquor, ain’t no drug, there ain’t no sweet There’s no delight can get me right like packin’ some heat P R E – C H O R U S 2 You can drink your booze You can smoke your meth But I like gettin’ high from instruments of death C H O R U S I get my kicks from guns and ammo Get my fix from guns and ammo ’Cause nothin’ addicts like guns and ammo And I don’t give a damn if it’s the death of me B R I D G E I don't really see the risk or who it harms If I'm puttin' all my cache into my golden arms There's no tellin' how much ordnance that the other guy owns So I know I gotta keep on keepin’ up with my jones V E R S E 3 Well, I'll happily admit I have no will to change The only twelve steps I need Lead to the firing range I got just one commandment From the Bill of Rights And the Second’s never comin’ second In my sights P R E C H O R U S 3 ‘Cause I’m in control Never gonna cower I won’t quit or submit to a higher fire power C H O R U S 3 We get our kicks from guns and ammo Get our fix from guns and ammo Confuse our dicks with guns and ammo And I think my addiction is what makes me free And I’m prepared to stop you if you disagree Even if it’s gonna be the death of me
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I N T R O There’s a man Who stands before a chasm There’s a crowd Who hollers from below So overcome With how he holds the power And now he sets their souls aglow V E R S E 1 Beware of famous people Who make you stop and whisper Whenever they walk into view They’ll make you wish you knew them To drop their names at parties And let that fame reflect on you V E R S E 2 The famous seem familiar Expressing all your feelings Their likeness to you reassures So startling, so authentic Their talent overwhelming Until there’s nothing left of yours C H O R U S 1 Beware of famous people For you didn’t get to choose them Nor they you But still you cannot refuse them Beware, beware V E R S E 3 Beware of famous people Who form your aspirations Who make you strive, who make you yearn You’ll want to imitate them To join or overthrow them Believing you deserve your turn V E R S E 4 They’ll make you seem unnoticed Alone and so unworthy For your not being famous yet But they feel just as you do They sense that they’ve been cheated Of further stardom they could get C H O R U S 2 Beware of famous people The great and the undeserving You don’t know The masters that you are serving Beware, beware B R I D G E They’ll tell you that fame can be yours Work hard, always hang onto your dream But what do they know Of the rest of the show? From a spot on the topmost beam C H O R U S 3 Beware of famous people For they are the ones who need you You don’t need them They’ll sell you and then they’ll bleed you Beware, beware, beware, beware C H O R U S 4 Beware of famous people Who’re willing to die for glory In your eyes And killing to make their story your story Beware, beware, beware Beware
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I N T R O Mirror mirror on the wall, What’s the unfairest thing of all? Why must we let this rule of hot Decide who is and who is not? V E R S E 1 So you’re lookin’ for a girl with a pair of decent boobs And a narrow waist, a bangin’ ass, she better wax her pubes And long blonde hair and pouty lips and blazing eyes, albeit You don’t really have a list of traits. You’ll know it when you see it. P R E - C H O R U S 1 But what calls her to your notice? Pheromones or DNA? Or subscribing to the beauty myths the culture throws your way? Or is it something that, no matter what, you must obey C H O R U S 1 Is it destiny or a crude transaction? Either way, you can’t break the law of attraction V E R S E 2 Is she looking for the kind of guy who’ll spend a couple bucks? Are you wearing last year’s fashions like some dude nobody fucks? Are you workin’ on your moves and trying to reach a higher stratum? Do you think when Eve got to the garden, she said, “Let me at ’im”? P R E - C H O R U S 2 Go ahead and try to up your game. Go on and shave your pits You can tighten up your abs, and you can cover up those zits For every hundred misses, mister, there’s a couple hits C H O R U S 2 Try to beat the odds, demanding satisfaction But there’s no way to fake the law of attraction B R I D G E You’ve heard that love is blind But it seems it’s also crass Do you want peace of mind Or just a piece of ass? ‘Cause beauty’s only skin deep At least till you get in deep V E R S E 3 You could spend another lifetime all in trying to crack the code While you rail against the other sex like they’re a thing you’re owed Or assert each woman is a sister, every man a brother But then you are still an animal, the same as any other P R E - C H O R U S 1 You can’t argue with an instinct, you can’t reason with a doubt You can battle mother nature, but it’s gonna be a rout If the eye of the beholder snubs you, you can’t pluck it out C H O R U S 3 The wheels of justice they won’t get you any action And you cannot forsake the law of attraction No, you cannot forsake the law of attraction
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R E F R A I N 1 The South will rise again, Again like bile in the mouth It never was far down But then, it wasn’t just the South V E R S E 1 For its bigotry’s contagious It has spread throughout our land This losing cause, this vile urge We gag and retch, but cannot purge Despite the flags and statues banned It’s dormant in our guts And ever close at hand R E F R A I N 2 The South will rise again, Again like bile in the mouth It never was far down But then, it wasn’t just the South V E R S E 2 It will foil our reformations Then consecrate its crime And spoil what it can't achieve And vanquished, still refuse to leave Like sewage under ash and lyme The rot of Johnny Reb Will linger for all time S H O R T R E F R A I N I N S T R B R I D G E We'll push it back and beat it We'll challenge and defeat it And keep it down as best we can That is until such time as when The South will rise again S U M M A T I O N And when finally all is said The victors and their victims wed Interwoven and inbred This legacy still won't be dead For underneath some future skies In some cruel unexpected guise With brand new scapegoats to despise The South will rise again
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Small Penis 03:46
V E R S E 1 I’ve got a small penis But that never hurt me none I said, I got me a small penis But I still get to have my fun They say less is more. Well, not about penises, Maybe they will when I am done V E R S E 2 I got me a small penis Don’t make me any less a man I reiterate: I got a small penis It does almost everything that any larger one can I don’t care who likes it or who doesn’t I am still its biggest fan V E R S E 3 Yes, I got me a small penis It isn’t a curse By which I’ve been struck I admit that I have a small penis And I feel no need To compensate for My so-called bad luck I don’t brandish an AR-15 I don’t play my electric guitar strapped low Nor do I drive a monster truck V E R S E 4 I got me a small penis It’s neither wide, nor is it long As I have made patently clear already, I’ve got a small penis But, people, do not get me wrong For while my penis isn’t very large I got the balls to sing this song I N S T R U M E N T A L - sax solo - V E R S E 5 I got me a small penis My condom’s not an ultra max I once again proclaim I have a small penis But it can withstand any and all attacks You cannot insult me about it With a simple restatement of the facts V E R S E 6 I got me a small penis I don’t consider it a drag I said I got such a small penis It could never make anybody gag And if you or your man got a big one I see no reason you should brag V E R S E 7 I got me a small penis Two and a half from base to tip Well, maybe three, but that’s a stretch Ain’t no point. Why should I even trip? (Small penis, small penis) But if you think that isn’t good enough You’re the one who needs to get a grip V E R S E 8 I got a small penis It doesn’t stand out in a pair of jeans It doesn’t even stand out in a dick pic Whichever way that little puppy leans Now, most guys say they’re above average I stand out 'cause I know that’s not what “average” means V E R S E 9 So rise up with me, brothers Confess you’re less than well-endowed I said, rise up with me, brothers You need no more than God has allowed If we can be cool with our small penises We will make all of mankind proud (Mi burrititito es pequeno.)
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V E R S E 1 Oh, my child, listen to me Now that you are almost grown There is one thing I must ask you As you set out on your own Please do me this single favor You’re the one who’ll do it best Sorry that I’ve left it to you Please just heed this one request C H O R U S Save the world Save the world Is all I ask of you To save the world Just save the world The one thing you must do V E R S E 2 As a boy, my father told me Anyone can sing a song I need you to seize your moment Heal the wound, and right the wrong Tyrants rage and tides are rising Set your sites and move the sun You have youth and you have power You have time to get it done C H O R U S Save the world Save the world The thing I didn’t do Was save the world Just save the world It’s all I ask of you B R I D G E No, it’s not that I thought I could be of no use Yes, I should have done more And I have no excuse Still there’s mountains to climb Righteous seas to be swum Always something beyond That we shall overcome V E R S E 3 And when you are old as I am Years from now when I’m long gone Your descendants may begrudge this Burden they’ll be taking on C H O R U S 3 Save the world Save the world In dire circumstance To save the world To save the world Why did you miss your chance? C H O R U S 4 Save the world Save the world It’s all they ask of you So, save the world We’ll save the world The one thing we must do The only thing that we can do

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Volume 3 of Anthems & Antithets

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released December 28, 2020

Produced by Brian Woodbury
Mixed by Dan Cubert
Mastered by Danny Blume
Design by John Goss
Brian photo by Cat Gwynn
Mark Pardy uses Sabian cymbals and Promark sticks
Andy Sanesi uses DW drums, Sabian symbols, Remo drum heads, Vic Firth sticks and Beato cases
Drums for Next, Broke, Cop, Troops, Guns recorded by Marc Doten (Trend Coma Bootlegs)
Car recorded by Al Houghton (Dubway Studios)

Brian Woodbury: vocs, acous, nylon, elec gtr, bass, keys, perc, programming, arranging, FX
Marc Muller: elec gtr (Next, Breathe, Better, Car, America, Landlord, Guns); acous (Better, Jury); dobro (Jury); slide gtr (Landlord); pedal steel (Better); co-arranging (Guns)
Sam Woodbury: elec gtr (Cop); acous (Why)
Carmack Celestin: elec gtr (Troops)
John thomas Oaks: piano & arranging (Supplies)
Peter Lurye: piano, bgd vocs, programming, arranging & FX (Better)
David Witham: piano & organ (Broke)
Van Dyke Parks: piano & co-arranging (Lucy)
Michael Webster: piano & arranging (Save)
Jerry Wheeler: hammered dulcimer (Famous)
Jonathan Feinberg: drums (Breathe, Car, Why, Landlord, South, Penis); perc (Breathe, Why, Jury)
Mark Pardy: drums (Better, Broke, Cop, Law); perc (Broke, Lucy, Law)
Joe Berardi: drums & perc (Troops)
Andy Sanesi: drums & perc (Next, America, Guns)
Dan Cubert: perc (Jury, Cop); FX (Car, Why, Jury, Law)
Edwin Livingston: bass (America, Broke, Cop, Law); upright (America, Lucy, Law)
Oren Bloedow: bass (Car)
Sara Parkins: violins (Better, America)
Ben Powell: violin (Jury)
Maggie Parkins: cello (Better, Why)
Glen Berger: alto sax (Cop); clarinet & piccolo (Famous)
Mark Hollingsworth: flutes (Lucy); fifes (South); baritone sax (Penis)
Chris Tedesco: trumpets (Better, Cop); french horns (Better); flugelhorns (Law)
Dan Levine: trombones (Better, Cop); tuba (Better)
Tulasi Rain: bgd vocs (Next, Breathe)
Amy Keys: bgd vocs (Breathe, Cop, Penis)
Elma Mayer: bgd vocs (Breathe, Penis)
Johnny Unicorn: bgd vocs (Breathe, America)
Marc Doten: bgd vocs (America)
Heather Marsden: bgd vocs (Cop)
Kathi Funston: bgd vocs (Lucy)
Amy Engelhardt: bgd vocs (Penis)

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Brian Woodbury Los Angeles, California

Brian Woodbury is a Los Angeles composer, lyricist and bandleader who writes musicals, post-modern jazz compositions, quirky pop, country songs and music for children's TV.

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