Someone Else’s Life

The clothes, the walk, the smile, the hair, someone else’s life
Why care if you have to share, someone else’s life?
Grass is green and angel sings, clothing fits and nothing stings
Gone is fear of petty things, someone else’s life

A single ticket for a trip, the way is lined with trash
The destination disappoints and whoops, you are out of cash
Who says one must face the facts? What a drag to be alone
Weave a tale on a massive scale, why let the truth be known?

No steamroller paves the way, someone else’s life
Gone tomorrow, here today, someone else’s life
Ever caught in a sticky lie? Once so bold, now quite shy
Would I want to say goodbye to, someone else’s life?

Take the wheel and plot a course, take a part in the parade
But keep one eye upon the horse, while dreams become unmade
In romance or in times of war people are so mean
My greatest love is still a whore on the silver screen

I know, ’cause I awoke in, someone else’s life
Now’s the time to go for broke in, someone else’s life
Mountain breeze and starry nights, open arms and colored lights
Soaring heights and new delights in, someone else’s life

Oh my God, don’t you bother, for me, it is way too late
Self absorbed, an imitation, watch me now disintegrate
I wish I could, I wish I might take a pill and last all night
What looks much better in lower light and vanishes from sight?

I don’t know how to pretend, someone else’s life
Give it time, your heart won’t mend, someone else’s life
From back stage, it seems so cheap, some go through it all asleep
Until I find one I can keep, someone else’s life

Say the lines right, why care if it’s, someone else’s life?
Some parts crumble into bits, someone else’s life
Let the critics spoil the play, someone else’s life
But all the people love to pay for, someone else’s life
Someone else’s life, someone else’s life, someone else’s life.

No Turning Back

Who could have ever guessed? A wish on a distant star
Never knowing that our needs would take us so very far
If the Source is watching and guiding us today…
Then surely she has found a place for us to stay

So roll up your sleeves, this must be the place
This is a new beginning or the end of the race
We must be well prepared, find all the things we lack
Remember my friends, there’s no turning back, no turning back

O.K. now, let’s get to work before the others arrive
Let’s turn this dump into a home if we want to survive
The ozone’s scarce, the air’s too thick, there’s natives to be subdued
The real crime of it all is: we can’t use them for food

So roll up your sleeves and let’s change this place
Remember your families aren’t so far off in space
If the humáns become aware, they’re bound to attack
Remember my friends, there’s no turning back

(BRIDGE)
The vastness of the galaxy makes me feel so small
This ticking time bomb we called home has made orphans of us all,
orphans of us all… (alien chatter vocal solo improvisation)

Yes, they’re stupid and barbaric but, don’t underestimate these fools
The leaders are symbolic, corporations make the rules
The rebels can be swiftly sent to anonymous graves
Of course the smart ones could be useful, they might make excellent slaves!

So roll up your sleeves, this must be the place
Closest habitation in the database
Working as a team, pick up any slack
Remember my friends, there’s no turning back
So roll up your sleeves, this must be the place
Remember your families aren’t so far off in space
We must be well prepared, find all the things we lack
Remember my friends, no turning back.

Missing Is Tears

Who would believe that you’d go with such haste
The same who think I would call out to protest,
Where are the tears?

When I loved you, I ached, When you loved me I ran,
Not the way that you cooked or the way that you sang
Now, where are the tears?

I see no change, the shelves are still bare
And it’s hard now it seems to put something else there
When I call out your name, I know you won’t hear
The eyes are still dry, all that’s missing is tears

Where are the tears? They’re right over here…

It seems something green to crawl in your lair
Only a bad dream could abandon me there

You avoided my glance, the decision was made
There wasn’t a chance this deal could’ve been saved
When I call out your name, I know you won’t hear
The eyes are still dry, all that’s missing is tears

Where are the tears? They’re right over here.

The Girl Next Door

The girl next door
She’s my kind of lover
Now I’m sure
There’ll be no need for any other

I’ve been around and I’ve seen enough
I’ll settle down and begin to love
the girl next door if she’ll have me.

She came along and I watched her grow
She’s got the love I need to know
I’ve known bad and I’ve known good
I’ve checked out the entire neighborhood

Without her is a mistake
‘Cause she’s the one that takes the cake
Why should I try to explain
I will always feel the same

The girl next door
She’s my kind of lover

When she gets the mail, today she will find
A little note that says what I have in mind for
the girl next door if she’ll have me.

Between A Rock And A Hard Place

Between a rock and a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place,
Between a rock and a hard place, an ultimatum I have to face
“Hands in the air, put them over your head,”
Sayin’ “if you don’t move you might not end up dead.”
Just between a rock and a brick wall
Looks like I might have to take a fall
Behind bars or maybe something worse
What will it take to lift this curse?

But I can’t give in and I won’t let go
And if there’s only one thing I’m sure I know
That there’s an end in sight, and that there’s a passage through
And that all I need is the faith that is true

Between a rock and a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place,
Between a rock and a hard place, a situation I can’t erase
A ditch to dig, a new row to hoe
I grit my teeth and pray that something might grow
Between a chill and a cold sweat
No need to remind, I don’t forget
It seems I made it too easy to gain my trust
But under duress I guess you do what you must

Between a rock and a hard place,
Between a rock and a hard place…

But I can’t live in fear, while the walls come down slow
Still I hope this time next year, there’s a little bit more to show
That there’s an end in sight, I see a passage through
And all that I need is the light take me through

(rap/toasting) My little business is against the law
For the herb I have, you only need one draw
I prefer to sell to only those I know
But, in times like these, well, the trade is slow
So I took a little stash to the local park
And I sold a little bag to the local narc
I see the crime all the time but, now I’m held with out bail
While the guilty make the rules, it is I in jail.

Between a rock and a hard place.

Better Off Dead

I will never win the lottery, bad luck would be my only friend
Not only am I fat and ugly, but, I’ll never get laid again
I was dropped when I was a baby, paint chips was my favorite snack
My I.Q. is below sub normal, there are so many things that I lack
My pimples erupt constantly, my hair is falling out
I’ve even got housatosis. What is there to be happy about?
No hat will fit correctly on my weird misshapen head
I guess there’s not too much to live for
So I would be better off dead

(chorus)
I’d be better off dead (better off dead)
I’d be better off dead (better off dead)
Step off the misery Merry-Go-Round
Be dead and buried and in the ground
Anyway, It’s like I saidÖ I’d be better off dead

When I was conceived, my father cried. When I was born my mother died
A life like this has got to be a mistake, pray for the day when I won’t wake
It’s been made quite clear to me I’ve got a lethal personality
Have you seen me limp?, I can barely stand. C’mon everybody, ain’t life grand?
The doctor said I’m sterile. I never have any good dreams
The cancer has begun to spread. It is as bad as it seems
Every prick I know is a bastard. Every bitch I know is a slag
My cat prefers the hallway, because I am a motherfucking drag (chorus)

When I know that the moment is ripe,
I might take a long drag from the old gas pipe,
I could prove to you that I’m not so dull
Put a bullet through my massive skull
Make a date with the street below
Take the express through an open window
From the afterworld I may have to gloat,
If I pour a can of Drano down my throat
My welcome has been overstayed,
I could have some bloody fun with a razor blade
If I want to give somebody a laugh
I could make some toast while I take a hot bath
Spare the world of my agony
Tie my neck to the hanging (nearest) tree
Or run in front of a speeding van,
or you could help me come up with a better plan
You could help me come up with a better plan
Help me come up with a better plan…

Every prick I know is a bastard, every bitch I know is a slag
My cat prefers the hallway ’cause I am a motherfucking drag. (chorus)