Grace of God(s)
by Kevin Crosby
29 April 2009
[sung loosely to Redemption Song et al]
Bob Marley sung His redemption songs
Central Intelligence Agents played right along
The Director’s son sent him a pair of boots
Then Bob died of foot cancer, what a hoot!
Martin Luther King, Junior he had a dream
That our kids play together without a seam
Until some racist seems that he had a gun
And stole that God from us not so fun
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all we ever had
Redemption songs
[cut straight to Building a Mystery]
Our radios screaming loud
The prayers from our secret God(s)
6.5 in the Book of Matthew
Which the preachers never call
We’re having our tantrums
Seems a suicide race
Like Disney’s lemming lies before us
Accelerate that pace
We’re so beautiful
Each and every fucked up plan
Trying to wipe out each new Jesus
Thinking Christs are just a man
[cut to The Fear give or take]
That wants lots of money
Thinking oh they’re so clever; thinking they’re oh so funny
Buying all sorts of clothes and tossing lots to the honies
I heard people die while they’re trying find them
Spreading diseases around while screwing ’round nameless
Because some people think that’s how to become famous
I’ll look to the Son(s) and I’ll look to the sinners
Hope we’re on the right track, hope we’re onto some winners
[cut to Halo]
When The Wall came tumbling down
They always seem to put up a fight
They always want to make a sound
They lock our doors to keep us in
But we always seemed to have a doubt
Smoking Mother Nature: blow halos
Hippies have their Angel now
Writer’s block has been awakened
Every rule we’re always breaking
It’s the risk that we’re always taking
He ain’t never gonna shut you out
[cut to Something's Always Wrong]
Cause nothing’s changed at all
Hope we can feel
Much hope for anything
Cause we will be there to catch you if you fall
[cut to Colors]
Like a hopping mad dissident playground ball
I am black today
Shooting hoops standing proud and tall
I am green today
I chirp like mosquitoes in the classroom hall
I am gray today
Cellphone ringing loud, teacher can’t hear the call
[cut to Ironic]
Isn’t it ironic, don’t you think
A little too ironic
That I can’t even think
[cut to Possession]
Of voices trapped in yearning
Memories trapped in time
A Knight is my companion
Global Positioning my guide
What I’d spend on computers here
That’d they’d keep me alive
And I would be the one
[cut to Hands Held High]
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up swallow you
[cut to Only Happy When it Rains]
When it reigns?
I’m only happy when it’s complicated
I pray for your hope’s sake: appreciate it
I’m only happy when we reign
Pour your misery down
Pour more misery down the drain
Pour some misery down
Tour your melody sounds for free
[Chong soundbite from Earache my Eye]
Oh wow! That didn’t even hurt!
