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BUDDY LACKEY LYRICS
"The Strange Mind of Buddy Lackey" (1993)
1. Whispering Into Oblivion
2. It's A Ghetto
3. Sing
4. Five Years
5. Windsong
6. Let's Start A War
7. State Of Mind
8. Just Like A Timepiece
9. ...Whispering
1. Whispering Into Oblivion
the candy cane calliope
comes rushing ever slow for me
the paling shades of indigo
are raining from the sky
the storybook chameleon smiles
the dreamer stays awake awhile
detune the discord violins
play them long for me
two tries second flies
spider ties the little flies
wide eyed sky spies
idolized the bible lies
realize they hypnotize, remoralize, dehumanize
futilize, finalized the lies advise
or otherwise you know
your shoes, my plate
the god love you only feel through hate
your soul is dead, you're only living in your head
these pills you taste, they drag your shadow onto your face
your knees may bend, it don't matter if they bled
sometime you'll find the heaven that you all left behind
was all the time just a picture in your mind
the thing that's sad, I mean the thing that really makes it bad
is you knew it all along man, you knew it all along
whispering things to the everflow
the blue changing yellows that painted the sky
colors the place that I want to go
the slow breathing mescaline circus rows by
shadows that drip through this fluidness
they sink to the surfaces fluttering high from me
voices tell no one about me here
I sing to them slowly as they wave goodbye to me
two tries second flies
spider ties the little flies
wide eyed sky spies
idolized the bible lies
realize they hypnotize, remoralize, dehumanize
futilize, finalized the lies advise
or otherwise you know
in a pierce of light, sharp with the fragrances
of the thin and tired dawn
the silken and burning face of her sleeping frail picture
you know . . .
2. It's A Ghetto
would you believe what's going down inside my brain
I don't believe you'd understand
pay no mind to the ghetto man
I know the world is cold
well that ain't nothin' strange
but the way you push me down
well it's gettin' old
and I know it's never gonna change
now I'm gonna start pushing back
maybe that'll make you understand
you can't push down on a ghetto man
I think you'd finally understand
once you had to be the ghetto man
it's a ghetto man
well I've got more love than money
and I got more hope than fame
I'l like to buy the world from under you someday
and leave you sleeping in the rain
and eating from the drain
maybe that will make you understand
once you had to be the ghetto man
it's a ghetto man
3. Sing
I don't want to sing 'bout the revolution
don't want to sing about
the acid rain that falls down on me
I would never sing about a girl
who threw me away
I just want to sing
fill my soul with this music
sing about nothing
and this would be my favorite song
I don't want to sing 'bout opression
don't want to sing about any hopeless situation
I don't want to sing 'bout the love of Jesus Christ
I just want to sing
fill my soul with this music
sing about nothing
and this would be my favorite song
they're a million light years gone
they say the thing that will be, will be
light years . . .
I don't want to sing 'bout religion
don't want to sing about the political situtation
don't even want to sing 'bout America the corporation
I just want to sing
fill my soul with this music
sing about nothing
and this would be my favorite song
4. Five Years
I ain't looking to put you down
I have no reason to try
it's just the strange way that the world is turning 'round
as if I need a reason why
five years in the underground
shaping sound
it's just a question of ten or two
it's just a matter of time
more and more with life it comes through knowing you
it's just another trip of mine
five years in the underground
counting down
five years in the underground
longer now
my soul is lifted above ground
I think I'm learning to fly
so why's it feel as if you try to hold me down
when all my life that's kept me trying
five years in the underground
shaping sound
five years in the underground
counting down
I know what this means to you
but am I part of your dream
'cause wheels are turning and I've got to see it through
though I ain't expecting nothing
five years in the underground
shaping sound
five years in the underground
counting down
five years in the underground
longer now
over now?
5. Windsong
remember when I came just to sing a song to you
and you came up for a touch of my hand
you painted on the shirt you wore
words I wrote some time before
words I think you didn't understand
I think you didn't understand
you saw that I was sinking and I couldn't reach the shore
and you looked down to me with a smile
you said drowning angels make pretty circles in the lake
and I'd rather see you struggle for a while
oh I think you didn't understand
I fell from the sky with a word from the grey
a kaleidoscope singer, a son of the day
the ghost of the windsong a write of the play
the god of tomorrow's the freak of today
hey, do you want to free the butterfly
well then just open up the jar
the patterns on the wings have more colors in the sky
oh but you can't see their beauty from so far
will you open up the jar?
6. Let's Start A War
stimulation slowing down
the corporations underground
own the bloody world but they want more
the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on everyone
let's start a war!"
this idea is nothing new
it really just is something to amuse
I hope that you don't mind to die
simply just to passify my views
imagine all the people dead
all the missiles streaming overhead
people running screaming through the fire
all the soldiers lying down
muddy faces to the ground
bleeding from the twisted razor wire
school boys fighting through the trees
while the women run the factories
a machine gun is a fair trade for a dream
they taught us well to stand in line
they don't let no one fall behind
to fall into the turning war machine
this idea is nothing new
it really just is something to amuse
it's always been a rich man's game
it's no suprise, they'll ask the same of you
well the rich exchange a pat on the back
while the high school kids are sent to attack
and they know damn well they'll never come back again
well the rich exchange a pat on the back
while the high school kids are sent to attack
and they know damn well they'll never come back again
mountains made of human skulls
the bodies buried in their holes
the product of a genocidal mind
blackened sky with burning red
all the kids have guns held to their heads
the prisoners of war are left behind
this idea is nothing new
it's really just been something to amuse
I hope that you don't mind to die
or simply just to lose an eye or two
well the rich exchange a pat on the back
while the high school kids are sent to attack
and they know damn well they'll never come back again
and if you do well don't be surprised
when you find out they've been telling you lies
and the freedom that you fought for
cost you your mind or more, they don't care
the blood revelations turn
the dying watch their cities burn
the government can murder who they choose
the democrats are acting sad
republicans are truly glad
to set their mercenaries on the loose
this idea is nothing new
it's really just been something to amuse
there's really nothing you can do
to keep them digging all their gold from you
well the rich exchange a pat on the back
while the high school kids are sent to attack
and they know damn well they'll never come back again
and if you do well don't be surprised
when you find out they've been telling you lies
and the freedom that you fought for
cost you your mind
you never get back the life that they robbed
while you're out on the streets, they are high on the hog
you're a psycho veteran you can't get a job no more
now the paper sack that carried your wine
is a makeshift homeless veteran sign
you're a freakshow on display and you're out of your mind
stimulation slowing down
the corporations underground
own the bloody world but they want more
the televsion picture man smiles and say "I have a plan come on everyone
let's start a war!"
it was entirely too silly, and so I shall stop it
I only hope that we can put this all behind us now, and just get on with
the rest of the album
. . . in fact, maybe it's just bestif you never play that song anyway . .
7. State Of Mind
these days are crazed
I've been amazed the way he lays the maze
I care, I swear
I'm well aware that don't make it fair
on and on my life drifts by
I still ain't shit, but I got the guts to try
this time it's mine
I'm livin' in pain but I'm feelin' fine
it's just a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
I've tried to find
or hide behind just a little peace of mind
to live to wait
the more that I live man the less I trust fate
just stay awake I learn to overcome what you take
this face is fact
love is to give and not want to get back
what you must do
is hear the point that I'm trying to get through
to you the few
whose song is a prayer you don't care if it's true
that's fine this time
but the message of mine is often covered behind the rhyme
combined with the time
and the tempo of words that only fit the line
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
don't lay down if you don't love the ground
don't get high if you don't love the sky
turn it down if you don't love the sound
you don't love nothing and you don't know why
can't break from the underground
can't break from the underground
can't break from the underground
can't break from the underground
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
this life is now
if you fall and you can't fly
you'd better learn how
put your sweat into the plow
if you give it a try then you get to live from the ground
you know it's acid
the age old psalm about reaping what you sow
it goes to show
if you want to rock then you better learn to roll
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
it's all a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
it's just a state of mind
8. Just Like A Timepiece
the ghost of my own song
have named themselves no one
strings of their shadows have led through the world
the hands of the dream wind
that blows from beneath them
bring thin sheets of paper, they ask me for more
they offer a ride in their submarine dragonfly
brought me inside to a chair in her head
the blind jester pilot
he smiles and he says that she knows where to go as he lies down instead
I couldn't help noticing the pilot began to dream
started me wondering time of the day
the carousel seahorses picuresque circus dress
flowing behind them began their display
the pantomime syphony slowly pretends to me
I stopped for directions back to my dream
the one broke his silence and pointed to me
and said just like a timepiece keep circling, circling
blue for the sky
the world only turns from far away
only blue from this high
it feels like flying
it feels like dying
sun is sinking planet shrinking
looking through the windows thinking
floating high aove the weather
life and daydream come together
fly, fly
the harlequin juggler in porcelain masquerade
bicycle playing card joker in green
the jack-rabbit rocking-horse
penduate back and forth
tick-tocking aprature carnival stream
the came a time in which I began wondering
the distance behind us inside of this dream
the blind jester pilot, he woke and he said to me
just like the world we keep circling, circling
the ghost of my own song
have named themselves no one
strings of their shadows have led through the world
the hands of the dream wind
that blows from beneath them
bring thin sheets of paper, they ask me for more
the pantomime syphony slowly pretends to me
I stopped for directions out of my dream
the one broke his silence and pointed to me
and said just like a timepiece keep circling, circling
9. ...Whispering
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