SET IT OFF
Got the scorched earth fever
Begging come on
White light dream in your head
Where you going?
Looking round the way
I don’t care no more this time
Got the scorched earth screaming
And begging come on
Black light dreaming
Don’t know what you want
Search light swing to me
To and fro sometimes
I leave it behind
No nickle and dime
But watch if I set it off this time
Set it off this time
Don’t even know what I want
Set it off this time

PAY NO MIND
Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus.
Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine
Bring the beat down low and dirty
Ain't got to pay no mind
Sometimes the low get lonely
Sometime left behind
Way back in the hills and hungry
They ain’t got to pay no mind
I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters
Pulling pervis of a whole new kind
Hold the nutsack rock steady
Ain’t got to pay no mind
Some talk the talk a’lurking
Some walk the walk in line
Flat broke in the land of plenty
But ain’t got to pay no mind


SOMEWHERE
Bury this away and come and run
Off to Louisiana to get it done
Something’s got to give
Don’t know when it’ll come
Someway, somehow, somewhere
Trying to find a way to grind it on
Sooner after later it won’t be long
Something’s got to give
Don’t know when it’ll come
Someway, somehow, somewhere
Crawling all the way from Roman lore
Broke in Alabama
Don’t know where we’re going
Search for something out there somewhere
In the nowhere beyond
Someway, somehow, somewhere
Somewhere


DAY I WAS BORN
I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change
Last of the bloodline to hold sway
The days get darker, you don’t say?
Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days
But you know I’m alive
Just like the saints of old
I came here to grind
Just like the day I was born
I sing to the mountain that don’t break
Over the fondling the same way
Days get darker, you don’t say?
Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days
Alive like the saints of old
Just like the day I was born


YELLABONE
Tell you what
You tell me why
Stack them up break high
You always get what you want
Sometimes you say jump
How high do you want me to go?
No matter what, no matter why
It goes up, don’t deny
You always get what you want
Sometimes ain't enough
But the way you give and take
Is so rough
She goes on and on and on
Yeah, my yellabone,
You know she goes on
She goes on and on and on
Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb
No matter what
Don't matter why
You show up
I got to follow
Before you leave me behind
To catch up
To get mine
Can I climb up
To the top of your throne

REVOLUTION
Revolution
Apolitical
Twice the mythical
Thrice the physical
Don’t know if I live not know now
I got to find the real revolution
Revolution

SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS
I said old man
Why are we sad and broken?
Where are our women and old kin?
What will you leave here to forget?
Said Old Man
Where are we from?
Where are we going?
When can I get it and know it?
Is there an end to the cold within?
We are souls of the darklands
One the same and none
So alone so many among
The zeros and ancient ones
Understand we are souls of the darklands
I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded?
Or hung-over and bloated?
You drug me here now we’re broken
Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan
Under the lash of your last stand
The father, son, and the back of his hand
We are souls of the darklands
So far, talking way beyond the stars
From the darkness where we part
To the dirty earth where it starts
Understand we are souls of the darklands



JONES FOR WAR
See no evil
Cause war is in season
Like spring or treason
All the atom bombs around the world
Strange men in a stranger world
Black night dreaming
I’m tired of thinking
Of all the meanings
All the loaded guns around the world
Aimed upon the flags unfurled
Make me see no evil at all
They want to sell your blood for oil
Make me see no evil at all
Stacking up the blood money
They got the Jones for war
See no evil
Cause greed’s in season
My TV is sleeping
In the land free
And the home of the fear
The mother of all bombs in the air
Old money dreaming
It’s stuck and scheming
Now who are you believing
The cowboy crooks or the billionaires
Victim or villain or bombardier
Stacking up the blood money
They got the Jones for war


WAY OF THE LAMB
Maria slits the dawn
I’m almost no one
No one like the unknown lamb
In the shadows of man
In forgotten holes
Where even animals
Surrender their command
This crown of thorns
This cross to the strange
Stranger than you wanted
Strange like the way of the lamb
I am powerless emotion
I am swinging from the night
The moon is on a string
I know you want it now
When the carnival of voices
Drowns the small talk and the jive
Like the way of the lamb
Can you dig the World War Zero
Like a man?
I tore the crown of thorns
From my head
It was such a drag
Now I’m free of all the bullshit
I know you’ll understand
Just like the way of the lamb
This crown of thorns
This cross to the strange
All the nameless gospels
All the faceless names
Of the lamb
Maria slits the dawn
I’m almost no one