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Begin
02:50
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I’ve lost my faith again
Hard to say why or when
The tweeted tirades nightly
The gun sprees mounting monthly
No telling how it all ends
We are the builders
Of the dreams we live within
Our task today is as it’s ever been:
Begin
Begin
I lost my faith in friends
I know all good things come to end
The bitter heartbreak of all ghosted kin
Thickens the blood under skin
And strengthens every impulse to be done
And then, again,
Begin
Begin
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Lazy and Low
04:14
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Lazy and low
Lazy, lazy, and low
All contemptuous lies
Of this criminal regime
We abhor and despise
In their cruelty and perfidy
Lo!
For all taxes imposed
For all cut-offs in trade
Being deprived of our trials
As in barbarous ages of old
Lo, lo!
Slain, and our blood flows low
We been low but not lazy
Disaffected and dirty, yes
But we never been lazy
That bastard is low
That rascal is low
Damned, mutinous, dirty
We, mutinous? Maybe!
We’re gonna get low, low, low
Keep it low, low, low
And so, mutually we pledge
With our fortunes and lives
To give justice our voice
And to keep centers of gravity low
Low, low
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Guilt Spoils the Wine
04:05
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The guilt, it had nearly spoiled the wine
It taints to gray the fruit
These sacred vines have given us
Oh mercy, how their mercy lies
Oh, the lows
The lows to which their lies have driven us
But we remember well this bitter truth divine:
That evil tongues despise a taste too virtuous
So drink, for guilt-gray wine is sweeter still
Drink, plead guilt, and serve your time
Oh drink, drink we must
For hope is lit and lush
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Live Like Love Lasts
02:23
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You’re so creative and innovative
You must have gone to a school of art
Cause every day you find a more creative way
To break my heart
Did you get the package and the note inside it?
Did you get the sonnets and the roses too?
Did you get the sense that I’m a little bit obsessed
With the thought of you?
Love lasts long, but not long enough
I wanna live like love lasts longer
Live like love lasts long
Long last love!
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Dogs of Paradise
02:24
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Leo
Is tired of being chased by fire
He’s run enough in life
Allie
Has seen death in the burn zone
He’s scared to be alone
Winnie
Has seen ghosts haunt the empty lots
So she cries a lot
We’re cold and scared of
Who might be creeping out there
But I won’t get in the shelter lines
I’ll pack up my clothes
Keep the tent flaps closed
And sleep at night with open eyes
But I’ll never leave the dogs of Paradise
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Sanctimonious Pricks
02:12
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I had never decried
The lies of sanctimonious pricks
I had sheepishly lain
In Catholic confessional booths
And to tell you the truth
I had no one to blame
I had no one to blame
Except for the nitwits and dipshits
Sitcoms and soccer moms
All contemptuous tricks
Presumptious tricks
To keep us in line
But today I decline
Sanctimonious pricks
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Kevin Healey New Hampshire
singer-songwriter and professor of media studies based in the New Hampshire seacoast region.
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