Song Sheet
RIPPER SQUAD
On a hill or on a slope
They've come to dig the dope
With a rake or with a hoe
They destroy it row by row
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They are the ripper squad
Fly by on your TV
Ripping up the cannabis
No more THC
One mans little law
From a party of government whores
They don't judge wrong from right
Just continue on the fight
They are the boys in blue
But they haven't got a clue
To get crooks on the run
So they ride in helicopters for fun
Music and lyrics by Matt Cole-baker
ROUTINE/DREAM
To those who've never been surprised
And those who think the world is twice its size
To any who have given up their pride
Who start to rot long before their demise
They see what they want to see
And they're overcome by their tragedy
And they seem too much like you and me
And they seem too much like you and me
We know that every battle can't be won
The virus soon becomes our population
All apathetic robots all the same
Play out your routine til the end of days
You'll always be so bored
When your daily life becomes your daily chore
And all the time you wish that there was something more
It feels so wrong but applies to all now
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Fear - facing inside - hate the outside
Feel - can't be long now - we all go down
Did you ever want a different life where
Everything you wanted could be real
Did you ever face diverging paths and
Take the road whose end you could not see or feel
And step into the light
You'll see if you were right
Or maybe it just means the end of your life
To those who've never been surprised
And those who've finally grown bored with life
It's too late to amend your ways
Your life's a circle spiraling away
Music and Lyrics by Steve Gordon
RETURNING TO THE WOMB
Like the snake that self-consumes
It makes no sense what I have done here
So I crawl away inside myself
And Im free
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And I know that I'll be fine
When I eat away my mind
When I eat away my mind
And my past will stay behind
To the present I'll be blind
When I eat away my mind
It's hard to find something I did which wasn't wrong
My thoughts of good times fade away, its been too long
In my catatonic phase
I concentrate onto erase
My withered concience crawls inside itself
And I won't see
I cannot be forgiven for that which I've done
Forgot my motives and my reasons, there are none
Are none
I can no more be with myself
In turning inward I've become somebody else
I can't remember when the blissful insanity
Came to be one with me
And I can't find out what went wrong
Music and Lyrics by Steve Gordon
COWER
Herded through the land
Industrial due south
Feeding from the hand
Leaves a foul taste in my mouth
Tell me whats left for me
Help me whats best for me
Chorus
I'm such a baby I can't feel the pain,
As the bullet passed right though the brain,
I'm such a baby I don't know my name,
Do we all think and feel exactly the same
Many paths to follow
But I dont know where to go
Many people are fake
They're the ones who try to take
I've walked through time
And thought through space
But there's one thing I've come to realise
There's not for everyone a sacred space
Its tantamount to blasphemy
To say my stomach's full
The roof is on my head
But I'd rather feel free.
Lyrics and music by Matt Cole-Baker
CROSSROADS
Woke this morning, and i feel like i'm on fire
Colours fading, as I stumble to the wire
For any significant deal, excuses can be made and broken
But we all try to grasp at the things we know aren't real
Turn around, face away, and the flesh will waste away
And I leave myself, buried at the crossroads
And I know there'll be a day, when I need to run away
And leave myself - alone
Take some time out to step back
To address the need
You know what you have to do
But it still seems out of reach
We all change ourselves into what we think we are
Would you change it?, maybe
If it didn't seem so hard
One face - two minds
Music and Lyrics by Steve Gordon
2001
Sorry you never saw 2001
You always lived in your own reality
You kept life as distant as a jupiter moon
Death! Into darkness we all must fall
Life! A tragic script a white elephant stall
You always lived in your own reality
And kept life as distant as a jupiter moon
You showed us a picture of our humanity
A tarnished coin and a broken heart
You always lived in a strange reality
And kept life as distant as a jupiter moon
Sorry you never saw 2001
You always lived in your own reality
You kept life as distant as a jupiter moon
See ya Stan! You opened our eyes
And left them wide shut
See ya Stan
Music and lyrics by Matt Cole-baker
ABANDON SHIP
Hey, I've got something that I have to say
About how you're going to find your way
So you're gonna have to listen to me
I won't try and shape your ideas
I'll let you fight it out with your peers
And keep going as you have for years
Don't listen to what anyone else tells you
I'm the only one who knows the truth, the whole truth
Cut your head away and take a look inside your mind
I'll give u unversal insight on a paper plate
Then take a look at all the rest that you can throw away
Just let us think for you and you'll be prepared for life
For life
He took all of our sins away
And he's gonna return someday
They say it won't be long
But the last that I recall
I've collected no sins at all
Coz I know what's right from wrong
I take the effort to decide for myself
But I'm not one who thinks for anybody else
Like those who will tell you that you're not right
At least acknowledge what the choice is worth
Or be another insignificant birth
A simple minded clone or an individual who might
Decide
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It's time to abandon ship and refuse a seat on the lifeboat, run on the water
And close your mind off from the influence and consequences
We all could be fulfilled, If we were to exercise our will
To know our mind has chosen, what it will
I know that this might make you feel cold
After everthing else that you've been told
Prepared you for the journey ahead
But the blueprints that you've been sold
Have been cast around the erronous mold
That there's a life for you after you're dead
Don't be afraid to ask for a hand
To assist you in the time you have, a short span
Just be wary that what they say to you is flawed
The only way to be immune from this
Is to keep a closed mind - shut, tight, fist
And keep your sights focused on the distant shore
Be sure
Music and Lyrics by Steve Gordon
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