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Original Song List

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Heaven

Smiles are warm upon their face,

Plain to see how much they love this place,

The sweetest ambrosia never too hot or too cold,

The softest cloth and cloud engraved with gold,

And you get paid to play along,

Do your favourite things to your favourite songs,

Singing flowers, painting the trees,

Drinking lullabies and swinging from the breeze,

Play with the angels and the devils are good,

Always do the best, yes, never misunderstood,

Compassion and kindness as spare as the air,

Double helpings of tender loving care,

A place where faith healing properly works,

Could be useful but well nothing ever hurts,

And you know, you've found your own way to go,

And when you get there you know,

It's on you, it's the only thing you'd do,

Try your best and pass the test and see it through,

And you'll find, your own peace of mind,

Gift wrapped, first class, arrived on time,

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I hope to God that will see you there,

The place that's in my mind,

God I hope to God that I will see you there,

Hope we don't get left behind.

Kid The Gun

A flash of light, a song of sound,

They heard before ti rang out loud,

The bandit thieves were trembling but couldn't say a word, The operation's busted, they silently concurred,

We've got to get out of here, quick boys run,

Too late they all lay slaughtered by, Kid the Gun,

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The Shaman walked beside him and told him of his ways,

A plethora of paradoxes some might say,

The vigil you must stand, for only by your hand,

Terminates the evil coursing through this land,

You're the only way, you're the only one,

And so they chose their name, Kid the Gun,

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Warriors and wizards, Kings and Queens,

Rose up from their thrones and bowed down to their knees,

One mustered up the courage to utter a sound,

Amidst the presence of such renown,

Forgive me my champion but what have you become,

Apology accepted, I'm Kid the Gun,

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The Galaxies were hiding from the great Un-man,

A fearsome death dimension, unleashed with no plan,

It's misdeeds knew no boundaries it wrath untold,

A being with no mercy a being far too old,

But piercing through the ages, blinding speed and sun,

Just as foretold stood, Kid the Gun,

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A cacophony of demon sirens screamed and wailed,

The agonising screeching blast of decimation failed,

It failed to move the moon tai we know is just a man,

Grinning cheek to cheek with a glorious command,

One shot of his pistol and the deed was done,

Un-man lay defeated by, Kid the Gun,

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Peace brought to the universe and soundly we can sleep, with evil gone forever we knew that he'd defeat,

And life can blossom once again and never has to fret,

The birds and bees are fruitful and the paradise can rest,

But should there come a day when the battle must be won,

Who will heed the call? Kid the Gun

The Golden Rule

I know you've got it in your heart to say,

Something's gonna come my way,

But if you don't then let me sooth your mind,

Cause maybe I'm just that kind of guy,

So go be lazy, it's just the right time,

For sitting back and drinking your wine,

And you can have it any way you like,

Cause I know you're out there walking your line,

But that don't mean you couldn't do better,

Though that's exactly what I imply,

Cause I know you follow it to the letter,

Even when you steal cheat and lie,

You're just a baby, you're just a child,

and it takes one to know one, ain't it wild?

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And here comes the clue, You already knew,

Here comes the rule, I guess the golden one will do,

When you see with your heart, like you did at the start,

And focus on your ultimate truths, you'll see what you do

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And you can pick a part that you can pick apart,

Analyse and write it all down,

Or let it go, let it grow, let it flow,

Forget it all and just ht the town,

Strategize, memorise your lines,

Wait for the moment to strike,

Turn it up, turn it down,

With your head in the sand walk on clouds,

I can't say that I know the way,

But I've got my own and that's how I'll stay,

but after politics and after God,

I'm still an animal on all fours,

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And here comes the clue, You already knew,

Here comes the rule, I guess the golden one will do,

When you see with your heart, like you did at the start,

And focus on your ultimate truths, you'll see what you do

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And here comes the clue, You already knew,

Here comes the rule, I guess the golden one will do,

When you see with your heart, like you did at the start,

And focus on your ultimate truths, you'll see what you do

Nameless Face

That's Nameless Face,

He's a collector of Faceless Names,

Simple symbols, sounds and sense,

He says sets up a game,

To let his mind play,

These are Faceless names,

Marked in his ledger, their faces erased

Adam, Guy, Sam and Clyde, Mary or Jade,

The designs are made,

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"Well what of mine?", you ask,

"Am I collectible for your silly way,

All my friends remember fine times that I spent with them,

Will my face remain, Well what of mine?"

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He gives you a look,

The pen in his hand twitches scribbles in the book,

He looks again says your name,

Sits back and smiles, to let his mind play,

You peer at the marks,

Scrawls are illegible drawings in the dark,

They make no sense and don't impress,

No reason no rhyme,

Another waste of time,

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"Oh no, you're wrong!" he says,

"For when you are gone and your ideas are crushed, to the dust, the names I have made will remain,

and all your faces will waste away with time,

Like music on the mind,"

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"That's not the same" you say

"Where are the sequenced letters spelling my name,

these are shapes and drawings of, well I'm not sure,

Still not my name"

"You're wrong again" he says,

These are the feelings I felt for your name,

Your letters are cold but my names they have grace,

A time and a place, an occupied space,

A name and no face".

Conversations With God

I was lost and lonely, still am today,

But that's on me and I accept the blame,

Anti-psycvhotics bringing me back from the brink,

Let me tell you Schizophrenia sure does make you think,

Singing the same songs, writing the same lines,

Same old rhythm and rhyme coming back in time,

Change the theme, change the scene change to be,

Reckoned with and seconded, to which I do agree,

Asking God "Are we just cogs inside your dream?"

And he says, "Why you worried son, are you scared of this machine?"

Well it don't feel good, this life of privilege I lead, while somewhere someones suffering and desperately in need,

Not far away, bombs away, for psalms today,

No alms for the poor but arms for the Corps,

But I'm so petty, yes I'm so unwise,

Been dealt a royal flush but I'm still wishing to these skies,

But I'll keep on going until I find,

The message I'm supposed to write and get some peace of mind,

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And so the story goes, We're each a Holy Ghost,

Conversations with God.

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So where do we begin, where do we start,

First of all I'm told you've got to move from the heart,

Follow your dreams it seems, well how I've still to learn,

I mean, what would you do for the rest of your life if money were not a concern,

Do that thing, do that thing,

Let your spirit sing, do whatever you must do to Mordor take the ring,

Patience, patience, take your time,

Don't focus on your weaknesses your strengths will align,

With the thing you like, the thing you might, Bedoing everyday for the rest of your life,

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And so the story goes, we're each. Holy Ghost,

Conversations with God,

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And so the story goes, we're each. Holy Ghost,

Conversations with God.

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