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Alternate Timeline
02:36
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There are many possible worlds, there are many possible worlds
So we didn’t lose Betty, we didn’t lose Betty
Betty is alive in another timeline
Betty didn’t die in the tower, Betty didn’t die in the tower after all
And Pete never went to the war
And if Pete never went to the war
Then he may not have any swords and I may have never met him
If Pete never went to the war, that’s one more cycle ended
One more violent cycle ended
In another timeline Wallace never hears a buzzing sound
In another timeline Charlie and Charlie are together
2012: the Mayans were right
Hurricane Sandy was a timeline switch
From that world to this, from that world to this
In that world Mitt
In that world Mitt wins
And none of this happens
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I just wanna drive my car and go to the store
Nothing more, nothing more
Buy an açaí bowl and a phone or four
Nothing more, nothing more
I know I won’t be rich, but I don’t wanna be poor
Nothing more, nothing more
I want a place to be with a roof and a door
Nothing more, nothing more
Give me a job and a salary
Direct deposit it straight to me
I’ll use it for rent and for groceries
Dignified and free
I want a return to normalcy
We need a return to normalcy
I want a return to normalcy
I feel it deep inside of me
We need a return to normalcy
I wanna go drinking with my pals
I wanna creep up on all the gals
You know, all these crazy changes are affecting me too
Me too
Me too
Me too
I’m affected
I want a return to normalcy
Products as far as I can see
We’ll eat at a restaurant twice a week
I’ll take you out dancing cheek to cheek
I wanna get loaded up and drive
Take out a payday loan and thrive
It’s only several easy payments of $19.95
(There was a time) It’s almost all forgotten
(There was a time) When each race knew their place
(There was a time) The middle classes thrived
(There was a time) The white folk could survive
(There was a time) Survive!
I want a return to normalcy
Purchase a house with a college degree
Buy a sedan and an SUV
Have a couple kids or three
We had a supplemental fridge
We barely used it, but we did
You know, all these crazy changes are affecting me too
Me too
Me too
Me too
I’m affected
Me too
Me too
Me too
I’m affected
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Evicted
03:24
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Grab your toys kids and grab your clothes
We gotta go, we gotta go
Maybe to the shelter, maybe to my mom’s
I don’t know, I don’t know
Sheriff at the front door armed for a war
A platoon of men in a moving van
Grab what you can, leave the rest behind
We’re gettin’ evicted
You’re gonna have to change schools again and find new friends
We’ll make do, we’ll make do
I couldn’t pay the gas bill, couldn’t pay for heat
Now our stuff is on the street, our life is on the street
The place was a mess, the pipes were clogged and stuck
I slave for my pay just to give it all up
The landlord drives up in her fancy truck
We’re gettin’ evicted
Now my kids are hungry and my kids are cold
I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep
Seen seventy places full of cracks and mold
Denied each time, denied each time
Man at the last place dangles the key
Says maybe we can have it if he can have me
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It's Hard To Be White
06:00
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It’s hard to be white
It used to be cool
We used to be king
We could do anything
We could say, “Merry Christmas”
We could worship our Lord
Buy a Chevy or Ford
Or a very loud motorbike
It’s hard to be white
It’s hard to be white
We wrote all the rules
And now they keep breaking
And changing the bathrooms
And killing policemen
Who serve and protect
And deserve our respect
While they suffer and fight
It’s hard to be white
Faster and faster and more every day
They’re erasing our culture away
Now we get Spanish announcements on the store P.A.
They used to go back, now they come here to stay
Bills are due, money is tight
It’s hard to be white
We were doin’ it right in the suburbs
Sleepin’ all night in the suburbs
Livin’ the dream in the suburbs
We were happy to be in the suburbs
Keeping it clean in the suburbs
Livin’ the dream in the suburbs
If it’s war they want, then it’s war they get
They better believe that our blood and spit
And the tears we spilled to conquer this land
And the savages we killed were all part of the plan
Not for nothing we came, not for nothing we built
Not for nothing we revolted, not for nothing we rebelled
It’s easy to be victimized
To take handouts and believe elitist lies
And professors who teach you who to despise
It’s easy to be the underdog
It’s hard to be rich
It’s hard to be right
It’s hard to be white
It’s hard to be rich
It’s hard to be right
It’s hard to be white
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Burn Minneapolis
02:25
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If the violence won’t end and the killing won’t stop
Then the next one who dies I hope is a cop
And I hope that he suffers and I hope he can’t breathe
And I hope it lasts long and I hope we can see
And I hope that his cheek is pushed into the street
And it grinds and it tears and it bleeds
If it’s come to this, then it’s come to this
Execute the officers and burn Minneapolis
If it’s come to this, then it’s come to this
Execute the officers and burn Minneapolis
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Company Man
03:48
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He’s a slave catcher company man armed with weapons of war
He’s a meat-head murderer company man with a pension and perks galore
It’s easy to hate, it’s fun to despite, a man such as he
Armed to the teeth
Armed to do battle with the homeless and the poor
What else is he for?
He’s a slave catcher company man armed with weapons of war
He’s a meat-head murderer company man with a pension and perks galore
He upholds and he enforces laws of racist filth
Laws unjust and wrong
Armed to the teeth
Armed to do battle with with the homeless and the poor
What else is he for?
Laws created by men of means
Men of unjustifiable, unquantifiable wealth
Men who buy and pay men like these
To strut through the streets and extract petty fees like petty thieves
To intimidate black and brown children and hunt and kill citizens
In the home of the sick and the land of the trapped
In a uniform slick and a ridiculous cap
This is the world we made and accept
This is the world we made and accept
This is the world we made and accept
This is the world we made and accept
This is the world we made and accept
For so long
Since we settled on farms and we grew extra food and we needed an asshole to guard it
That’s how policing started
When we settled on farms and we grew extra food and we needed an asshole to guard it
That’s how policing started
He’s a slave catcher company man armed with weapons of war
He’s a meat-head murderer company man with a pension and perks galore
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WWG1WGA (Enjoy The Show)
04:36
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I’m a Q-duder, I’m a YouTuber
I’m in deep state probate
I live in Arizona, I live in Arizona
(Enjoy the show) CNN can eat my ass
(Murder the blacks) Suck my dick and sniff my gas
(Record it on your phone)
I live in Arizona, I live in Arizona
(It’s prophecy, not crime) I post and I tweet
(Suck my white behind) I eat meat
I tithe motherfucker, I tithe
Now let me log in and own some libard, fuckface, they/them, transfag, snowflake, deep state trolls
I’m on a fuckin’ roll
I live in Arizona
I trust the plan
It’s the calm before the storm
Where we go one we go all
Enjoy the show
(I trust the plan) We gotta focus on the family
(I trust the plan) Stock up and get swole
(I trust the plan) It’s apocalyptic Super Bowl
(I trust the plan) By hook or by crook we’ll learn the truth about Sandy Hook
(I trust the plan) It’s the calm before the storm
(I trust the plan) Where we go one we go all
(I trust the plan) Where we go one we go all
(I trust the plan) No one can stop what is coming
(I trust the plan) No one can stop what is coming
(I trust the plan) No one can stop what is coming
(I trust the plan) No one can stop what is coming
(I trust the plan) No one can stop what is coming
(I trust the plan) Where we go one we go all
(I trust the plan) Where we go one we go all
(I trust the plan) Where we go one we go all
(I trust the plan) Where we go one we go all
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Public Executions
06:15
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Heads will roll, heads will roll, heads will roll
I’m ready for the executions, I’m ready for the executions
Bullets in the brains
I’m ready for the executions
Bullets between the eyes
I’m ready for the executions, I’m ready for the retributions
I’m ready for the executions
Bullets between the eyes
Bullets in the brains
Public executions in the town squares
Everybody gonna be there
18 and over, 18 and over
You can put in on your Instagram
You can put it on your Tik Tok too
Explicit warning, adult advisory
Bullets in the brain, bullets in the brain
Public executions
Heads are gonna roll
Public executions
Bring a blanket, bring a snack
Bring a camera, bring a flask
Everybody will be there
18 and over
Bullets between the eyes
Public executions
Parents are advised, parents are advised
Everybody will be there
At the city hall or in the town square
18 and over
Public executions, public executions
We’ll make it look nice, make it official
Officers in uniforms carrying flags
We’re only following footsteps
Public executions, bullets in the brains
Bullets between the eyes
On the nightly news
Put the highlights up on YouTube
For everyone to see, for everyone to feel
You can hear the applause, you can see ‘em all kneel
You can watch ‘em all beg, when they know that it’s real
You can see ‘em all feel, you can tell that it’s real
A public execution, bullets between the eyes
18 and over
Parents are advised
A public execution, bullets in the brains
Bring a picnic and camera and an umbrella if it rains
A public execution, bullets between the eyes
Get dressed up nice
Parents are advised
A public execution, bullets in the brains
Bring a picnic and camera and an umbrella if it rains
A public execution, bullets between the eyes
Public executions, bullets in the brains
Public executions, bullets between the eyes
Public executions, bullets in the brains
Public executions, bullets between the eyes
Public executions, bullets in the brains
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We are who we were, we grow and we learn, we learn and evolve and transform
We are who we were, we grow and we learn, we learn and evolve and transform
So who was Ned before?
Who was Ned before?
Before he moved to the Mohawk Valley…
He was born in the fifties, grew up in the sixties
Came out in ‘78
He was a product of privilege and a product of wealth
He was poised to be rich and be great
He got his degrees from universities in finance and business galore
He moved to New York and got a job at the top of a tower, cocked to the core
As the 80s began he was hungry and able
He invested impressive amounts
His bosses were pleased, he fudged all his fees
He believed a man’s worth is what counts
And so it was and so it went for twenty-plus odd years
Ned the hard-ass banker man
Ned the stressed out suit, the downtown dweller
Those decades were fast and those decades were dark
Monstrous fortunes were made
Ned fell in love with a man in the park and the man had the gay plague
Nobody knew how to treat it or beat it
Reagan ignored it was real
Ned’s lover died alone in the hospital
Ned taught himself not to feel
He was lucky to live, he was not infected
He buried his hurt and his pain
He lost himself in his work, his stocks went berserk
And Ned rose to Wall Street fame
Yes, it’s safe to say Y2K was a bust
By then Ned was a billionaire
He was overweight and overworked and a heart attack waiting to happen
He was a company man
He was a company man
He was a company man
On the morning it happened Ned had an appointment in his office on the 69th floor
He got in at eight, he never was late
Whatever he had he could always make more
He happened to look out and up and at Tower One at 8:46
The airplane came fast, flew in with a flash
And Ned thought, “I can’t believe this”
His co-workers screamed, his bosses appeared
They all knew that danger was near
Ned thought, “If airplanes are targeting towers we gotta get folks out of here”
Then commotion ensued and the folks were confused
An announcement came on the P.A.
“Listen to me, this is the Port Authority
You’ll be safe if you stay where you are.
The South Tower is good, the South Tower is strong
You’ll be safe if you stay at your desk.”
The people calmed down, the people relaxed
It’s good to know what to expect
But Ned wasn’t buying it, Ned wasn’t sure
Ned simply did not agree
He looked out a window to the south and the west at the Statue of Liberty
He spotted the plane, he watched it fly in in a terrible trajectory
He watched it crash into the South Tower ten floors about him at 9:03
Oh Ned, Oh Ned
Thousands of people will be dead
The building exploded, the deafening noise assaulted their ears and their minds
And folks who were wealthy and folks who were not
Were suddenly all terrified
Ned saw it happen and Ned saw the danger and Ned’s intuition kicked in:
“We’ve gotta get people through hallways to stairways, we’ve gotta get people out now”
He calmed them all down
They were cooled by the sound of a man who was steady and clear
He brought them together down 69 floors and he sang to them, quelling their fears
They emerged from the building at 9:51
In the sun they were blinking and fine
They were walking away, feeling almost okay, when the tower collapsed at 9:59
They all ran for cover, they jumped in an alcove, with Ned again in the lead
In the smoke and the ash, through the screams and the terror and the coughs
Not a single employee was lost
He was a company (wonderful) man
He was a company (wonderful) man
He was a company (wonderful) man
An era was over, the towers were gone
The city was never the same
Ned went to his boss at the end of the month and said, “I gotta get out of the game”
He sold his place and he moved upstate where the air was quiet and clear
In the Mohawk Valley he started over again while the country collapsed into fear
It took several years to release and unwind and to find the sweetness in a simpler life
But Ned had the cash and Ned had the time to heal his heart and transform his mind
And do his part to end the cycle of violence
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I have a dream we can return to our way of life before the war
I have a dream, I have a dream
We can return to normalcy
I have a dream, I have a dream
I have a dream, I have a dream
I have a dream we can return to normalcy
Not heroics, but healing
Not nostrums, but normalcy
Not revolution, but restoration
Not agitation, but adjustment
Not surgery, but serenity
Not the dramatic, but the dispassionate
Not experiment, but equipoise
Not submergence in internationality
But sustainment in triumphant nationality
There are major strikes in meat-packing and steel
Fear of these radicals and terrorists is real
There are race riots in Chicago
There are anarchists on Wall Street
The Germans and Catholics are outraged at the British
Fear of these radicals and terrorists is real
Fear of these radicals and terrorists is real
After this Red Summer we need to wash our hands clean
I was there when Eugene crossed the line
In this timeline the white folks stoned him and the child drowned and died
In another timeline Eugene survived
I was there
I was there
Not heroics, but healing (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not nostrums, but normalcy (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not revolution, but restoration (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not agitation, but adjustment (Bring us back Warren G)
Not surgery, but serenity (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not the dramatic, but the dispassionate (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not experiment, but equipoise (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not submergence in internationality (Bring us back Warren G)
Not heroics, but healing (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not nostrums, but normalcy (Bring us back to normalcy)
Not revolution, but restoration (Bring us back to normalcy)
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John Elliott San Francisco, California
“John Elliott is the Andy Kaufman of folk music.”
“Post Seinfeld, Post 9/11 Eyebrow
Rock.”
“Well crafted and artful songs by a potentially disturbed individual.”
Singer/songcyclist.
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