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Talkin' World War III Blues

Some time ago a crazy dream came to me
I dreamt I was walkin’ into World War Three
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say
He said it was a bad dream
I wouldn’t worry ’bout it none, though
They were my own dreams and they’re only in my head
 
I said, “Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain”
He said, “Nurse, get your pad, this boy’s insane”
He grabbed my arm, I said, “Ouch!”
As I landed on the psychiatric couch
He said, “Tell me about it”
 
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o’clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on
 
Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town
I stood a-wondering which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter and walked on down the road
It was a normal day
 
Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
“Give me a string bean, I’m a hungry man”
A shotgun fired and away I ran
I don’t blame them too much though, I know I look funny
 
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man
I said, “Howdy friend, I guess there’s just us two”
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was a Communist
 
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
“Let’s go and play Adam and Eve”
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin’
When she said, “Hey man, you crazy or sumpin’
You see what happened last time they started”
 
Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody aroun’
I got into the driver’s seat
And I drove down 42nd Street
In my Cadillac. Good car to drive after a war
 
Well, I remember seein’ some ad
So I turned on my Conelrad
But I didn’t pay my Con Ed bill
So the radio didn’t work so well
Turned on my record player—
It was Rock-a-day Johnny singin’, “Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa
Our Love’s A-gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah”
 
I was feelin’ kinda lonesome and blue
I needed somebody to talk to
So I called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind
“When you hear the beep it will be three o’clock”
She said that for over an hour
And I hung up
 
Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
Sayin’, “Hey I’ve been havin’ the same old dreams
But mine was a little different you see
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me
I didn’t see you around”
 
Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody’s having them dreams
Everybody sees themselves
Walkin’ around with no one else
Half of the people can be part right all of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all of the people can’t be all right all of the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
“I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours”
I said that
 
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Run Me Dry

[Verse 1]
I think she love me, 'cause I got the check on me
Wan' spend the day and flex on me
Put a curse and hex on me
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
You should come check on me
Talk dirty and caress on me
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Love how you get that pussy wet for me
Put a lot of stress on me
You used to obsess for me
Call the station and request for me
You done went and got a big head on me
 
[Chorus]
You're running me dry
Oh girl, you're running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told her 'Bring it here'
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let's go
Let's go, oh yeah
Oh, you're the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her 'Bring it here'
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
 
[Verse 2]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Used to break my neck for you
Spend my paycheck on you
Put my account in the red for you
Damn near put myself in debt for you
You made me obsessed for you
Thought I had the same effect on you
Couldn't see I was the best for you
Now you gotta figure out what's next for you
Now you feel regret, oh, do you?
Baby, I could care less for you
Trust, I'm not even sweating you
You ran me dry, bet it gets to you (Oh yeah)
Out of respect for you
I curved bitches on the internet for you
I lost all respect for you
Baby, it's my turn to flex on you
 
[Chorus]
You're running me dry
Oh girl, you're running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told 'em bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let's go
Let's go, yeah
Oh, you're the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
 

A sad country song

If you're feeling lonely
And think you're the only one left
That's alone in a bar
If you need somebody
With shoulders to cry on
Well baby, I'm not very far
 
Just look for my name on a jukebox
When you're tired and feelin' alone
Put in a dime and I'll take the time
To sing you a sad country song
 
If you started drinking
Still can't stop thinking
About all those long nights alone
If tear drops start falling
And you keep on calling
To find out there's nobody home
 
Just look for my name on a jukebox
When you're tired and feelin' alone
Put in a dime and I'll take the time
To sing you a sad country song
 
I'll sing you a sad country song
 

Heart

[Verse 1]
Call me by name
This name I can't remember
I can't connect to
A vicious game
Is calling to push forward
Yet expect it to remain
 
[Pre-Chorus]
All of these moving parts
From the start we were changing
I should have seen the signs
All the time we'll be staging
Bigger scenes and bigger stars
It's not hard to contain it
But to never lose it?
Well...
 
[Chorus]
We've got the heart
It's true
Don't wanna waste love
Don't wanna hurt you
Hurt you
Lifting off deeper blues
We're gonna pull through
We're gonna let heart hold true
 
[Verse 2]
We entertain these people that we create
That we dream of
'til there remains no trace of what they stand for
What they could be
 
[Pre-Chorus]
All of these moving parts
From the start we were changing
I should have seen the signs
All the time we'll be staging
Bigger scenes and bigger stars
It's not hard to contain it
But to never lose it?
Well...
 
[Chorus]
We've got the heart
It's true
Don't wanna waste love
Don't wanna hurt you
Hurt you
Lifting off deeper blues
We're gonna pull through
We're gonna let heart hold true
 
[Bridge]
And for so long
I've lived my life listening to the wolves
Looking for scraps to tear from me till I lose control
Can't take my heart
No matter how your teeth sink and pull
Won't lose my heart
Won't lose my heart
 
(Won't lose my heart, Won't lose my heart)
 
[Pre-Chorus]
All of these moving parts
From the start we were changing
I should have seen the signs
All the time we'll be staging
Bigger scenes and bigger stars
It's not hard to contain it
But to never lose it?
Well...
 
[Chorus]
We've got the heart
It's true
Don't wanna waste love
Don't wanna hurt you
Hurt you
Lifting off deeper blues
We're gonna pull through
We're gonna let heart hold true
We've got the heart
It's true
Don't wanna waste love
Don't wanna hurt you
Hurt you
Lifting off deeper blues
We're gonna pull through
We're gonna let heart hold true
 

The Litany of Satan

O thou, of Angels fairest and most wise,
God by Fate’s treachery shorn of liturgies!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
O Prince of Exile, Sufferer of wrong,
Whose vengeance, conquered, rises triply strong!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Who knowest all, of under earth the king,
Familiar healer of man’s suffering!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Thou who on Death, thine old and strong leman,
Begottest Hope—a charming madwoman!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Who knowest in which caves of envious lands
God has hid precious stones with jealous hands!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Whose broad hand hides the giddy precipice
From sleepers straying about some edifice!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Whose skill makes supple the old bones, at needs,
Of the belated sot, ’mid surging steeds!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Who taught frail man, to make his suffering lighter,
Consoling, to mix sulphur with salt nitre!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
O subtle complice, who as blatant Beast
Brandest vile Crœsus, him that pities least!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Who in girls’ eyes and hearts implantest deep
Lust for the wound, the twain that wound bids weep!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Staff of the exiled, the inventor’s spark,
Confessor of hanged men and plotters dark!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Adopted sire of whom black wrath and power
Of God the Father chased from Eden Bower!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!
 
Gloire Et Louange
 
Glory and praise to thee, O Satan, in the height
Of Heaven, where thou didst rule, and in the night
Of Hell, where conquered dost dream silently!
Grant that one day my soul ’neath Knowledge-Tree
Rest near thine own soul, when from thy forehead
Like a new temple all its branches spread.