1. |
Mr. Clean Genes
03:31
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I wanna be Mr. clean genes
Wipe the slate clean
Build on my self –self esteem
I wanna be, I wanna be
I am fearing my reflection
You left a lot of work to do, a lot of work to do
A lot of work to do, a lot of work to do
I am under my eye, I-eye-I-eye etc…
Dandelions will blow in the breeze
But you’re like Rats that spread disease
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2. |
Bygones
01:46
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Scat...
Is how I sing to you
So why do you say the things you shouldn’t say?
Scat…
Let bygones, be long gone
Like the wind, set them free
Scat...
Is how you sing to me
And when I say things that I shouldn’t say
Scat…
Let bygones, be long gone
Like the wind, set them free
Long – long gone – long – gone
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3. |
Water Colors
03:30
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Free Yourself
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4. |
Speaking in Dumb
04:37
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Skittl-e-wah a Scoobi do bop
Yabadabadumb
Oshala Boshala Goshala
Peter Piper picked a peck
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a
wood chuck could chuck
Eep Opp Ork
A Peck of pickled peppers
Hiddely hidely hodely
Feedely fideley fodely
Ahhhh…..
Glos-so-la-li-a
I sent my money to Robert Tilton
and he got a new Cadilac – hallelujah
Benni Hin threw his jacket on me
and my bunyons went away.
Televangelist babbling
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5. |
Plea
04:07
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To his face you’re pleased to meet him
And you might even seat him
But you know the next meeting
You might have tanks to greet him
Plea – can you hear them crying
Plea – So easy to shut them out
Cause his eyes ain’t your eyes
And his skin ain’t your skin
But the truth that’s always been
Lies somewhere within – But You know!
And his road you’ve never traveled
So you don’t get his mistakes
Can you see the golden path
That gave you all your breaks
Plea – can you hear them crying
Plea – Outta sight - Outta Mind
Cause his home ain’t your home
And his streets ain’t like your streets
But the fate that’s always been
We all have to meet – But You Know!
And some bitter men will tell you
How to hate and to rebuke
Their warring minds and hardened hearts
Muffle the sound of the
Plea – can you hear them crying
Plea – So easy to shut them out
Cause his eyes ain’t your eyes
And his Skin ain’t your skin
But the truth that’s always been
Lies somewhere within – But You know!
And the day life makes us old
And to dust we will return
Those things won’t really matter
I hope we all can learn – Love
Plea – Will you hear them crying
Plea – I hope you won’t shut them out
Cause his eyes ARE your eyes
And his skin IS your skin
And the truth that’s always been
Has always been within – But You Know!
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He loves me, he loves me not
He better love me if he knows what’s good for him.
I saw you strolling - through the park on TV
It was love – at first site
We met for picnics – same time, same channel
Remember September – episode thirteen?
Cotton candy – clouds drew our faces
Your lips – pressed on mine
I am your angel – sent to you from above
Eat of me, edification
Did you ponder before
You acted irrationally
You cannot ignore me
And here’s what I think of you
A carrier who spreads - myiasis that is my thesis
For you entered my heart – like maggots devouring meat
UH, UH, No you didn’t!
Dare to leave me this way
Bad choice you filthy scum
Here’s what’s in store for you
I’m scheming this minute – of things you can’t even dream of
I’ll drag you from my car – through rocks and broken glass
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8. |
Planned Obsolescence
03:09
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Eat, shit, sleep, piss, fuck, smoke a cigarette
Check your cell phone for a text
Buy some stuff you heard of from a TV show
Pack it in the attic in a box
We make big money to keep you stupid
Investments, no taxes
Convenience shopping, to keep you busy
Unable to ponder your plight
We sell you nothings
You like to eat them
Buy and repeat them
Like little knick knacks,
Those useless hobbies – low paying jobbies
Styles that change quick
You’re out of date slick
We sell you access
To what we’ve stolen
Behold the world
But you must pay
Round and round
You wash away the coming days
What have we done?
Eat and drink and breathe some toxins in
Go to the doctor for a test
Cheap stuff that breaks
The more we make
We make you hate yourself
Then sell the remedy
Sometimes it makes you sick
We have this little pill
Destructive fetishes, keep with the Jones’s
Billboard cups, billboard pens, billboard t-shirts,
Billboard hats, light’em up with a billboard match
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9. |
State of Emergency
03:31
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State of emergency, it's not a test.
Statement from the Emergency Broadcast System
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10. |
Reflections
05:53
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Scatting...
Chorus:
Space and time are rounded
And so should be our view
Reflecting the circle of life
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11. |
Tall Order
04:25
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It’s a tall order
Too high for most - to be
A lonely corridor
This walk to be free
But we can find
Comfort in solidarity
Take a pledge with all who thirst
Search ev’ry crevice and crack
Breaking down the cubicles
Chorus:
They say freedom isn’t free
And men with guns, are needed over here and over there
But the guns never done good anywhere
The world is armed
With a baneful brew
Cordially - invites you
For a spot of tea
And fallacious conclusions
Just for you - to steep in
All of us in servitude
Unveil the ones who reap
Reaping the pools of sorrow
Chorus:
The vision is lofty
And the lens isn’t clear
Muddied up - by the years
Let us think and feel
Peel away the fears
Beauty
Will reveal itself
Like someone who is dear
It resides in your heart
It always has been there
Chorus:
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12. |
Say
05:59
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I observe the beams – shot via satellite
Into this little box of near-say – I listen and I wait
Ho humming through out - I want them to say it, I yell
Say it! Guitar response
They never do – they ignore- talk around – they give it a different
Meaning – they soften it for your consumption
Look at the pretenders, going through the motions, teams of judges ordained by those
Who don’t want you to hear it and make sure those who say it go unheard
Our conversational inter-no-action is meant to go unnoticed, only used as a means of connecting with someone, for some ulterior – monetary - motive.
you might as well recite the alphabet – letters alone having no meaning, conversations of the same
We no longer stop to view, smell, feel, the life, the words elude us.
Quit the game the majority willingly play
They believe they have too much at stake in not saying it
When you don't say it you gain a lie
And what gain is there in a lie?
You don't say it because saying it means self examination
It means you have to deal with it
You just shrug it off, or make an excuse
You’re afraid to hear it, and hate when someone says it
Learned by school through our culture of cowardice
Say it!
You have no right to ignore it!
Say it!
Ignoring it is complicity
Ignoring it will kill you
Ignoring it will kill me
Ignoring it will doom your progeny
We have a voice…
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13. |
Ism's and Propaganda
02:59
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Social discussion set to music
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14. |
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social discussion set to music
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15. |
Lynching Occupy
07:55
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social discussion set to music
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16. |
Needs
04:02
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social discussion set to music
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17. |
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social discussion set to music
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18. |
Trickle Down
05:19
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social discussion set to music
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19. |
Innate Or?
11:17
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social discussion set to music
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20. |
Who Are We?
11:46
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social discussion set to music
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Ronnie Neuhauser New Haven, Connecticut
Ronnie Neuhauser is a composer / guitarist with three musical projects Nocheez Orchestra, Fe Fi Fo, and Styrocultural
Antidote, and nearly 25 CD and DVD releases.
The music is eclectic from rock, fusion, funk, free jazz, avant-garde, spoken word, rock opera, progressive rock, and more.
Wild compositions and improvisation, often with social commentary.
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