SET LIST EIGHTEEN
(18)
1 Gauging
Time…………………..194
2 War Leonard 19
(first two)
3 Battle
Cry………………...194
4 Free Speech
5 Beast………………..196
6 Flicker
7 Hidden
Evils……………..197
8 Patching the
Hole…...199
9 Enemy of This
State………..200
10 Building a Castle
11
Cliffhanger…………………...202
12 Happy Birthday to
Me
13 Apocalypse Now,
See Ya Later……..203
14 Wave My
Hands……………….204
GAUGING
TIME
Cracks
upon the walls
Pacing
up and down the halls
When
the walls start closing in
Then
the end will now begin
Freedom
is stripped away
As
today mirrors every other day
When
time starts growing old
Then
what a price we pay
You
don’t gauge time by the clock
That’s
hanging on the wall
You
tell time by the calendar
That’s
hanging in the hall
The
time you got in
That’s
not what it’s about
It’s
the days you got left
Before
they let you out
WAR
LEONARD 19
They
wanted war...
I
didn't start it
The
rich and the poor
Both
broken-hearted
The
haves kept wanting more
Have-nots
got less and less
The
battle in store
Anyone
might have guessed
BATTLE
CRY
When
our battle cry is save our shanty town
Then
your duty to your country is served
When
their false flag comes crashing down
You'll
finally get what you deserve
So
before we pledge our allegiance again
Best
to know which side we’re really fighting for
For
in this battle not everyone bleeds
No
guns nor swords used in this kind of war
This
is the fight for your soul
And
it’s a battle of wills
In
which your only friend is yourself
because
bad advice kills
You'll
need the strongest of convictions
Because
very few ever change sides
Needless
to say you must
choose
wisely if you want to stay alive
So
many say but not many do
Deceive
with bitter lies
Only
speak in half-truths
For
this war for information
Is
plagued by veils and disguise
The
media is a just puppet
That
tells tall tales and lies
While
the words of politicians ooze
Campaign
speeches and promises so great
They'll
say the choice now rests with you
You
and your state control our nation’s fate
Oh
the false prophets are many
In
a world full of masks
Some
get paid to make up facts
When
someone crooked gets attacked
Yet
the game is fixed
And
it’s the board game RISK
And
your country is the one that’s sacrificed
Because
it wasn't your hands that rolled the dice
When
our battle cry is save our shanty town
Then
our duty to our country is served
When
their false flag comes crashing down
We'll
finally get what we deserve
FREE
SPEECH
Well,
the speech maybe free
But
someone will have to pay for the lies
For
what’s been done to you and me
Offered
up to the Beast… sacrificed, yeah
Ain’t
no penance or priest
Giving
relief to the sheep who have died, no no
So
don’t go claiming you’re lost
Or
you’ll end up on a cross… crucified, yeah
You
can go tell a friend
But
they’ll just do it again
No,
the names never end
Who
have died
Throughout
history
That’s
how it seems to be
It’s
just more misery
Wrapped
in lies
BEAST
With
just the act of waking up
Wanting
to create
something
beautiful
and
magical…
It
came as no coincidence
in
this funny tragedy
That
something bad
had
to happen to me
But
luckily it was
just
a ha ha ha
Where
everybody
laughed
at me….
Everybody
lived
to
tell the story
And
at worse a few
Thought
it was boring
Of
course, certainly….
My
friends and I
Have
never been to the Middle East
Where
they are given guns not peace
As
I sit here
and
sigh for my side
Both
enemies and allies
who
die as they cry
Never
getting to
Comprehend
or realize
It’s
the war machine
that’s
the beast
And
it’s you who’s become obsessed
With
this thirst and this quest
for
blood and for flesh
A
newly felt passion for pain
that
your eyes now reflect
Yet
your mind fails to digest
On
famine it feeds best off
Of
indifference and neglect
With
just the act of waking up
Wanting
to create
something
beautiful
and
magical…
It
came as no coincidence
in
this funny tragedy
That
something bad
had
to happen to me
FLICKER
I
see light at the end of the tunnel
Yes,
we can get there from here but there's gonna be trouble
I
see light be it just a flicker
Yet
to me it's bright
Because
it's real dark down here motherf*cker
That's
right
Sometimes
you just need one single thing to believe in
To
hold onto
To
keep you standing
Opposed
to horizontal
Which
is right where they want you
That's
right
I
see light in the eyes of laughing children
That's
why I fight
Because
they're gonna face many problems during their lives
I
believe it's best that we no try to solve 'em
That's
right
I
see light at the end of the tunnel
Yes
we can get there from here
HIDDEN
EVILS
Tick
tock,
back
and forth
moves
the clock
But
time stands still
on
this here block
All
the people here are doing
the
same thing as yesterday
Satisfied
with repetition but
what
a price they pay
Tick
tock
Try
to remember to think
of
happy thoughts
When
your hands are bleeding
from
untying the knots
The
knots that stake you
to
your chain of being
While
you try to make your eyes believe
That
its not real what they are seeing
Tick
tock
What
are you thinking as
youre
sitting at your table?
Are
you still wondering
if
you are able
To
chase those dreams as fast
as
you could so many years ago?
Have
you misplaced the self
that
you once used to know?
Tick
tock
For
just when thought youve figured
all
the important things out
Some
situation occurs and returns
your
previous doubts
The
doubts which we
all
sometimes posses
The
reason we lose hope
when
the world is a mess
Tick
tock
A
crying teen wonders
how
much more she can handle
As
a mangy dog digs through trash
and
howls at the wind
Meanwhile
a priest in his church
lights
a holy candle
For
all of his lost children
who
have suffered and sinned
Tick
tock
Son
lays awake all night
dreaming
of tomorrow
Grandmother
prays for her soul
to
be saved
Father
works his second job,
his
eyes full of sorrow
Mother
wonders how
the
bills will get paid
Tick
Tock
A
child born of racists,
his
heart fills with hate
Paint
chips fall off the wall
of
the liquor store
An
abandoned building becomes
home
to a family of eight
The
donation bin stays empty
while
collecting for the poor
Tick
tock
A
pigeon wanders aimlessly
unsure
of where to look for food
A
wrinkled and ripped newspaper
blows
around in the park
A
homeless man on a bench
awakes
in a foul mood
As
night falls all thats wrong
with
the world is covered by dark
Tick
tock
back
and forth moves the clock
But
time stands still
on
this here block
All
the people here are doing
the
same thing as yesterday
Satisfied
with repetition but
what
a price they pay
Tick
tock
Try
to remember to think
of
happy thoughts
When
your hands are bleeding
from
untying the knots
The
knots that stake you
to
your chain of being
While
you try to make your eyes believe
That
its not real what they are seeing
Like
the maid in the kitchen
Cleaning
the same old drapes
And
the man face down in the gutter
With
seemingly no hope of escape
Tick
tock
PATCHING
THE HOLE
It
seems like there's
no
parking spaces
Only
unhappy faces
Untied
shoelaces
Now
you've covered
all
the bases
Those
with their thoughts
like
feet buried in cement
With
a sign on their mind
that
reads space for rent
If
only could a
conscience
be lent
Seems
like just wasted space
and
wasted time spent
Cannot
fix the flaw
only
patch the hole
The
potential of diamonds
still
stuck in the coal
Able
to race the race
though
blind to the goal
Only
glimpses and pieces
never
the whole
Never
a reasonable thought
about
why they're here
And
soon indifference replaces fear
The
voice of reason
they're
unable to hear
Never
aware of how
far
away or near
For
the truth of it all
some
could never bear
Answer
half-witted responses
of
life's not fair
Entering
every endeavor
without
much care
Have
somehow
lost
the passion,
lost
the flair
For
the truth of it all
some
could never bear
Answer
half-witted responses
of
life's not fair
Entering
every endeavor
without
much care
Rise
above the filth...
If
you dare?
ENEMY
OF THIS STATE
I
share my darkness with the morning
It’s
about time to set back the clocks
I
can see now that the world's been turning
Through
this tiny hole inside my prison box
Yes,
I'd rather sit here within my own seclusion
Then
go chasing after some make believe dream
So
many have become entrapped by the false illusion
That
what we think we see is what it appears to be
For
all of the freedoms
That
we once held dear
With
one lie and one swipe of the pen
I
have watched them disappear
Life
sure has changed
So
much since yesteryear
I'll
become an enemy of this state
When
hope can no longer conquer our fear
Perhaps
I’m being too critical
Of
this society in which we live
But
sometimes it becomes too hard to take
When
those who have the least are the only ones who give
Yes,
life sure has changed
So
much since yesteryear
I’ll
become an enemy of this state
When
hope can no longer conquer our fear
BUILDING
A CASTLE
I
just placed my head inside an oven
It’s
just too bad that it’s electric
Been
having suicidal thoughts
by
the dozen
But
I think that just makes me
a
little eccentric
Now
I know there’s been
worse
cases than me
But
how they found their way free
I
still can’t see
Some
call it bad luck
while
others mention fate
Here
I stand by an open window
as
it’s getting late
And
it’s much too late
to
simply turn the page
Become
such a creature of habit
at
such an early age
So
many faces I’ve known
just
seem to fade away
Over
the past ten years
very
few have stayed
At
this moment
I
can trace them all
I
sigh to myself,
place
another stone
upon
the wall
Then
my castle is finished
there’ll
be no more hurt and pain
The
drawbridge raised,
the
windows barred,
everything
locked and chained
Maybe
then I’ll be able to sleep
in
peace and quiet
I’ll
be all by myself
there’s
no reason to deny it
But
I’ll never have to worry about
who’ll
be the next to leave
At
least I’ll have my own garden
– to
hell with Eve
Every
day of my life
I’ve
thought like this
Lying
on the floor
and
clenching my fists
All
the time wondering
whether
I exist
Pass
the time trying
to
find some way to resist
I
can’t take back
what
I’ve seen
I
can’t take back
that
I’ve been
where
I’ve been
Figured
that I can end my troubles
though
I’m surrounded by sin
If
I never come out
and
don’t ever let anybody in
I
am not here
I
am someplace else
In
a room full of people
I
am all by myself
CLIFFHANGER
Alone
again
I
hold myself solely responsible
Inside
my looking glass of soul
Peeking
through the cracks
Falling,
falling, falling…fell
Did
I find the right way to go?
The
answer is yes but not too well
A
burning candle
Proves
meager
In
this world of electricity
Traveling
great distances
Can
be quite hard to handle
Even
though I am eager
To
build upon my legacy
And
meet and greet my destiny
Yet
I fear our meeting
May
be a little premature
Slipping
and sliding
On
Mother Nature’s
Curves
and contours
Down
the mountain
Off
the cliff
Straight
on towards
The
black abyss
My
fault
My
path
I’m
the one who chose it
My
life
My
clay
I’m
the one who molds it
No
standing and longing
No
wondering, “What if?”
I
climbed up the mountain
And
then I fell off the cliff
Alone
again
I
hold myself solely responsible
Inside
my looking glass of soul
Peeking
through the cracks
Falling,
falling…fell
Did
I find the right way to go?
The
answer is yes but not too well
HAPPY
BIRTHDAY TO ME
Since
it will never come true
I
am going to tell you my wish
One
year from now
I
long to have a soul
With
whom I can share this day with
Because
today I'm feeling old
And
kinda sad
Feeling
all alone and a little mad
Today
is my special day
But
there are no party hats
My
ears yearn for one single hooray!
For
just one present that I can unwrap
I'm
sitting here by myself at home
Never
had a day like this before
No
one called me on the phone
Nobody
knocked on the door
Another
candle
Another
year
Three
hundred and sixty-five
More
days have disappeared
There's
no surprise party
waiting
for anywhere
At
least as far as I can see...
Yet
tradition is tradition
So
I'll just sing:
Happy
birthday to me
Just
one more candle
Just
another year
Three
hundred and sixty-five more days
That
have disappeared
There's
no surprise party
waiting
anywhere for me
At
least as far as I can see
Yet
tradition is tradition
So
I'll just sing:
happy
birthday to me
APOCALYPSE
NOW, SEE YOU LATER
I
spent last night alone looking up at the stars
Given
up on seeing the sun
Feeling
sorry for myself
Feeling
sorry for what I have and haven't done
I
am back at square one
Stranded
on this giant sphere we all call the Earth
Still,
I’m sitting here standing guard over this
My
little pile of dirt
I
know it sounds deranged
That
the only time I can get relief
Is
when people share my pain
And
empathize with my grief
Apocalypse
now, apocalypse later
It
sure seems we've fallen out of favor
Someday
our dreams, soul and memories
Will
be all well have left to savor
Sitting
here watching the sky
Wishing
I was an astronaut
But
unluckily for me I’m not
I’m
just another guy who hurts
If
these clouds don't pass by
Soon
the flood'll come
Turning
everything to mud
Ruin
my last clean shirt
Apocalypse
now, apocalypse later
It
sure seems we've fallen out of favor
Yelling
hip, hip, hooray to others or myself
It’s
probably not okay to think or say
That
hopefully we’ll all get washed away
When
the end of our days begins…
Hey,
today could be the day
It
could happen right now and I wouldn't care
At
least I chose the right shirt to wear
Apocalypse
now, apocalypse later
It
sure seems we've fallen out of favor
Someday
our dreams, soul and memories
Will
be all we’ll have left to savor
I’ll
be here with my tears of joy
Sitting
while watching everything get destroyed
Amidst
this an ocean of sorrow
I
won’t feel disgraced
I’ll
be wearing a smile on my face
As
everyone else runs away
Hey,
I’ll be here all day…
But
I might not be tomorrow
WAVE
MY HANDS
I
wish I could wave my hands
Wake
up in LadyWeaver Land
All
my past sins be damned
Look
at me… here I am
Once
I travelled thousands of miles
Just
to gaze at your sweet, sweet smile
And
then everything crashed and burned
And
on a plane I had to return
It’s
been ten years since that day
Now
you have died and I have strayed
I
find it hard just keeping on
In
this world where you are gone
I’ve
decided to level the field
Share
with all this hurt I feelings
Soon
you’ll find my fate’s been sealed
This
monster inside I keep concealed
I
don’t gamble
I
don’t drink
But
I got problems with other things
I
had a wife
Then
that wife died
And
that unleashed a demon inside
No
hesitation marks on my first kill
I
ripped that shit like Buffalo Bill
And
now I’m off for number two-hundred
Learned
from John Douglas what not to do…
