Your lights are on, but Cheney's not home Your mind is blown its not your own Your heart sweats, your body shakes Another disaster is what it takes You can't sleep, you can't eat There's no doubt, life is cheap Your throat is tight, you can't breathe winning another election is what you need Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to war You see the signs, but you can't read all you care about is corporate greed You heart beats in double time because you got more bombing on your mind You can't be saved War is all you crave Then you say its the conserative way Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to war Might as well face it, you're addicted to war Might as well face it, you're addicted to war Might as well face it, you're addicted to war Might as well face it, you're addicted to war Might as well face it, you're addicted to war
Peace WE, man that was good! but it sounds more like a song though! what is the name of it? it sounds good. if its a poem, man you got a 10 out of 10 in m book! groovy man!
The melody was in my head;so I wrote the song last saturday night in about three minutes borrowing some lyrics from Robert Palmers "Addicted to Love". Addicted To Love Your lights are on, but you're not home Your mind is not your own Your heart sweats, your body shakes Another kiss is what it takes You can't sleep, you can't eat There's no doubt, you're in deep Your throat is tight, you can't breathe Another kiss is all you need Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love You see the signs, but you can't read You're runnin' at a different speed Your heart beats in double time Another kiss and you'll be mine, a one track mind You can't be saved Oblivion is all you crave If there's some left for you You don't mind if you do Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love [break] Your lights are on, but you're not home Your will is not your own You're heart sweats, your teeth grind Another kiss and you'll be mine Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love R.Palmer [RIP]
Peace WE, i think i have heard that song before. in 2 weeks i will have my old girl home and see just what she needs. and when i get enough money & get her running well i am going to take her to meet you she would love to stretch her legs. not on the interstate but hightway. i can take highway anywhere still and thats what the old girl will get. she is beautiful for a auto. as if the person who designed the 57 Chevy tried to make it resembel there wife! beautiful machines! when she is home i will rest a little easier. i am paranoid about the dealership selling the car to someone else. later the tired flower child
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see Marching to the fields of Concord? It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand, Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war. Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see Marching to the fields of Gettysburg? It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand, Marching to the Gettysburg war, hey marching to the Gettysburg war. Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see Marching to the fields of Dunkirk? It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand, Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war. Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see Marching to the fields of Korea? It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M1 in his hand, Marching to the Korean war, hey marching to the Korean war. Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see Marching to the fields of Vietnam? It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15, Marching to the Vietnam war, hey marching to the Vietnam war. Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see Marching to the fields of Birmingham? It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist, Marching to the Birmingham war, hey marching to the Birmingham war. Hey, it's a long hard road, it's a long hard road, It's a long hard road, before we'll be free. Hey, what's the use of singing this song, some of you are not even listening. Tell me what it is we've got to do: wait for our fields to start glistening, Wait for the bullets to start whistling. Here comes a hydrogen bomb, here comes a guided missile, Here comes a hydrogen bomb: I can almost hear its whistle. R.Havens
Love is but the song we sing, And fear's the way we die You can make the mountains ring Or make the angels cry Know the dove is on the wing And you need not know why. C'mon people now, Smile on your brother Ev'rybody get together Try and love one another right now. Some will come and some will go We shall surely pass When the one that left us here Returns for us at last We are but a moments sunlight Fading in the grass. C'mon people now, Smile on your brother Ev'rybody get together Try and love one another right now. If you hear the song I sing, You must understand {listen} You hold the key to love and fear All in your trembling hand Just one key unlocks them both It's there at your command. C'mon people now, Smile on your brother Ev'rybody get together Try and love one another right now Right now Right now! Jessie Colin Young
