Kevin's Watch

Hello God by Dolly Parton:
(Dolly Parton)

Hello God, are you out there?
Can you hear me, are you listenin' any more?
Hello God, if we're still on speakin' terms
Can you help me like before?
I have questioned your existence,
My resistance leaves me cold
Can you help me go the distance?
Hello God, hello, hello

This old world has gone to pieces
Can we fix it, is there time?
Hate and violence just increases
We're so selfish, cruel and blind
We fight and kill each other
In your name, defending you
Do you love some more than others?
We're so lost and confused

Hello God, are you out there?
Can you hear us, are you listenin' any more?
Hello God, if we're still on speakin' terms
Can you help us like before?
Oh, the free will you have given
We have made a mockery of
This is no way to be livin',
We're in great need of your love
Hello God

Hello God, can you grant us
Love enough to make amends
(Hello God) Is there still a chance
That we could start again
Hello God, we've learned our lesson
Dear God, don't let us go
More than ever
Hello God, hello, hello
Hello God, we really need you
We can't make it without you
(Hello God) We beseech you
In the name of all that's true
Hello God, please forgive us
For we know not what we do

Hello God, give us one more chance to prove ourselves to you
Hello, God; hello, God
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Bad Religion by Motorhead:
Thou who wouldst make us devils
Thou shalt not poison me
The world hath been persuaded to believe thy heresy
I spit in the eye of Satan
And I will spit in thine
The devils that surround thee
Liveth only in thine eye

Bad Religion, Bad Religion
I need no gods or devils, I need no pagan rights
Bad religion, Bad religion
I need no burning crosses to illuminate my nights
HEY, HEY, You hear me now
You hear me now
HEY, HEY, For thou art Judas
The mark of Cain be on thy brow

Evangelistic Nazis, you cannot frighten me
The name you take in vain shall judge you for eternity

I spit in the eye of Satan
Spit right in your eye too
You are the spooks you're chasing
You know not what you do

Bad religion, Bad religion
I know you lie, I know you lie
Bad religion, Bad religion
Thieves and liars
Cross my heart I hope you die

If there be such a being
Then thou art Anti-christ
Turn men against their children
Turn beauty into vice
I say thy God shall smite thee
He will perceive thy lust
His wrath shall fall upon thee
Thou that betray his trust

Bad religion, Bad religion
I say that thou art liars, Thy souls shall not be saved
Bad religion, Bad religion
Here are the days of thunder, The days that thou hast made

HEY, HEY
Base seducers, I see thy greed
HEY, HEY
I am more fit for glory, Than any ten of thee

Brian Richie (of the Violent Femmes off one of his solo albums) - Religion Ruined My Life

When I was five years old, I walked out of church and got hit by a car.
I suffered a brain concussion and was put in the hospital.
Many friends and relatives visited me there and brought lots of cool presents.
Then Reverend McKenzie came bringing a boring coloring book with bible stories.
I thought to myself, "If this man is in touch with God, would he bring such a lame present? No way!"
My Mother says I was never the same after that day.

Religion ruined my life, Hallelujah, religion ruined my life
Well I'm traumatized, permanantly scarred, hoisted by religion's petard

When I was twelve, my famiily switched churches because the one were attending wouldn't admit black people.
In Sunday School I would ask questions like, "How did they fit two of every species on that boat? There are no boats that large."
The minister told my parents, "He's causing doubt." I became the first child to be expelled from the church.
When I realized my religion wouldn't let blacks in and would kick a boy out,
it set me on a path of antisocial behaviour, which landed me in jail within three years.

Religion ruined my life, Hallelujah, religion ruined my life
Well I'm traumatized, permanantly scarred, hoisted by religion's petard

As an adult, I thought I was safe from religion.
But when I was 26, my wife took all the money I had saved from years of touring with the Violent Femmes and went into hiding in Jamaica.
I didn't see my young son for five months. She came under the spell of a Rastafarian con man and the money dissapeared.
We're divorced now. She's into Hindu and says she's raising my four year old boy to be a great spiritual leader.

Religion ruined my life, Hallelujah, religion ruined my life
Well I'm traumatized, permanantly scarred, hoisted by religion's petard

Mercyful Fate: The Oath

By the symbols of the creator
I swear henceforth to be
A faithful servant of his most
Puissant archangel
The Prince Lucifer
Whom the creator designated as his regent
And Lord of this World
I deny Jesus Christ...the deciever
And I abjure the Christian faith
Holding in contempt all of it's works

As a being now possessed of a human body
In this world I swear to give my full
Allegiance to its lawful master,
To worship him our
Lord Satan and no other
In the name of Satan, the ruler of Earth
Open wide the gates of Hell
And come forth from the abyss
By these names: Satan, Leviathan,
Belial, Lucifer
I will kiss the goat

I swear to give my mind
My body and soul unreservedly
To the furtherance of our
Lord Satan designs
Do what thou wilt shall be the
Whole of the law
As it was at the beginning
Is now and ever shall be
World without end Amen

Martin Page: In the House of Stone and Light

O Mount Kailas
Uncover me
Come my restoration
Wash my body clean
I've been walking
Along a crooked path
Where the walls have fallen
And broken me in half
I'm telling you

I will not rest till I lay down my head
I'm gonna go
In the house of stone and light
I shall not cry for the blindman I leave behind
When I go
In the house of stone and light
In the house of stone and light

Holy lady
Show me my soul
Tell me of the place
Where I must surely go
Old man waiting
At the gates for me
Give me the wisdom
Give me the key

Chorus:
I'm telling you
I will not rest till I lay down my head
In the house of stone and light
I make my way O gonna be such a beautiful day
In the house of stone and light
In the house of stone and light
Let me in beneath my skin
In the house of stone and light

It's been too long
My spirit's been at war
Havasupai Shaman
Let me be reborn

Chorus:

And I will the sun upon my face
Come the day I awake the child inside

In the house of stone and light
And when I go I will op - open my eyes
In the house of stone and light
I will see you
In the house of stone and light
I'm looking in beneath my skin
In The House Of Stone And Light

Coming inside...

I must go there, to find my soul yeah.
(In The House Of Stone and Light)
I will go there, to find my soul yeah.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIa9UEXd98Q The best.

Wind-Up Ian Anderson (Jethro Tull)

When I was young and they packed me off to school
and taught me how not to play the game,
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success,
or if they said that I was a fool.
So I left there in the morning
with their God tucked underneath my arm --
their half-assed smiles and the book of rules.
So I asked this God a question
and by way of firm reply,
He said -- I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.
So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares):
before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers --
I don't believe you:
you had the whole damn thing all wrong --
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.
Well you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
and have all the bishops harmonize these lines --
how do you dare tell me that I'm my Father's son
when that was just an accident of Birth.
I'd rather look around me -- compose a better song
`cos that's the honest measure of my worth.
In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me,
as you lick the boots of death born out of fear.
I don't believe you:
you had the whole damn thing all wrong --
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.

Outdoor Elvis

from the album "Outdoor Elvis"

Words and Music by Camarillo Eddy
©1989 Broken Songs

out there where the air is clean
the red woods high, and the grass is green
people tell me they have seen
a giant footprint
is he fishing and skiing and hunting duck
with a guitar, shotgun, and a pick-up truck?
well, with any kind of luck
we'll photograph him

oh, oh, come again outdoor elvis
be our friend, save us outdoor elvis

the world has hope 'cause he's feelin' good
escaped the city, lives in the woods
this is the spot i think he stood
here's a giant footprint
a plaster cast where the pilgrims flock
and a ticket lines around the block
if we don't have the king what have we got?
life don't make no sense

oh, oh, come again outdoor elvis
be our friend, save us outdoor elvis
we have sinned, forgive us outdoor elvis

we'll build a shrine among the pines to you
we might have to set a trap to bring him back
dead or alive, if we want to survive
we gotta' bring him back (bring him back)
oh, oh, oh, oh

in his fishin' vest and his silver cape
i'll bet he's really looking great
you can pretty much tell that he's lost weight
from the depth of his footprint
it's said he croons when the moon's above
singing tenderly, "hunk a burnin' love"
it's nice to know he's still got his stuff
hasn't lost the accent

oh, oh, come again outdoor elvis
be our friend, save us outdoor elvis
we have sinned, forgive us outdoor elvis

we'll build a shrine among the pines to you
('till the end of time we'll stand in this line for you)
o.e. o.e. we look for a sign from you

we might have to set a trap
dead or alive, we'll bring him back

Awaken ~ Yes

High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?

Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past all mortal as we
Here we can be
Here we can be

Suns, high, streams, through
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touch

Strong, dreams, reign, here
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touch

Stars, song, age, less
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touching

Touching
Touching
Touching

Workings of man
Set to ply out historical life
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree
All awakening, all restoring you

Workings of man
Crying out from the fires set aflame
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
His promise for his seeing, his reaching so clearly

Workings of man
Driven far from the path
Rereleased in inhibitions
So that all is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you
All is left for you
Now

Master of images
Songs cast a light on you
Hark through dark ties
That tunnel us out of sane existence
In challenges direct
As eyes see young stars assemble

Master of light
All pure chance
As exists, cross divided
In all encircling mode
Oh, closely guided plan
Awaken in our heart

Master of soul
Set to touch all impenetrable youth
Ask away, that thought be contact
With all that's clear
Be honest with yourself
There's no doubt, no doubt

Master of time
Setting sail over all of our lands
And as we look forever closer
Shall we now bid
Farwell, farewell

High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?

Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past all mortal as we
Here we can be

Like the time I ran away
And turned around
And you were standing close to me

Like the time I ran away
And turned around
And you were standing close to me

Part 2

Just Be...

Sufjan Stevens - 'Casimir Pulaski Day'

Golden rod and the 4-H stone
The things I brought you
When I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car to the Navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry

In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens

I remember at Michael's house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared

Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you

Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother

On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes

www.youtube.com/watch?v=kRwzAYGz5Ug
(from 1.00minute)

Mojo Nixon - Are You Drinkin' With Me Jesus?

I saw you sittin' there
I was tryin' not to stare
I wasn't sure if it was you
I didn't know just what to do

[Chorus:]
Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
I can't see you very clear
Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
Would you buy a friend a beer

As I nestled on my barstool
I felt your warmness within
I looked down at my pants
That wasn't warmness
I wet myself again

[Chorus]

Does your head pound, Jesus
As hung over you do rise
How does paradise look, Jesus
Through holy bloodshot eyes

Should we take a cab home Jesus
Man, we can hoof it from here
I know you can walk on the water
But can you walk on this much beer

Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
I can't see you very clear