Homestead Prudence is crying Her bonnet is ruined Pa will beat her Her chores are not finished Sweep the wooden floor Feed the chickens Harvest in springtime Pa is a Christian Ma has burned supper Pa will beat her Prudence will watch it down by the school yard Church on Sunday The fence needs mending The cow is pregnant And Prudence is curious? Life on the homestead It wasn't so bad There were no telephones or "self-awareness" books No penicillin The fields are empty The cows are crying and Prudence is curious On the homestead

20 minutes closer Oh I'm not proposing a solution but $3.25 an hour is too little for my life each dollar brings me 20 minutes closer to the grave and I'm amazed that they think they can buy me for their pain to while my days away at a $3.25 and hour pay until i fall down dead and die inna grave Chorus: Don't waste my time don't lock me up don't make my mind come all unstuck your taste in life is just a waste of my time It's just work Oh I've been trying to get outta work since I was nearly 15 there are some people getting rich but it's not my dream I could try to climb to the top but I'm not that mean chorus It's just work It's no calling it's not a life style I'm not a vital person it's just work

Critic of the City He's the critic of the city a monkey in pyjamas his songs are sometimes shitty but you can dance to them

a prayer for peace Kill the junkie, who's dying in the street and burn the man who sold him death shove your revolver down the throat of the wino the rust in his brain, can you smell his breath? It's a prayer 4 peace String up the Klan with the white macho man Show no compassion and abuse them Cut out the eyes of the priest in the sky and the television shits who show him It's a prayer 4 peace Guard your house with your Teflon-coated death Protect your children and your family Don't kid yourself, it's them against you So say the righteous party It's a prayer 4 peace It's a liar on his knees

Inferno Come on down to my inferno Where you'll find a place to hide Come on down to my inferno You'll feel safe here by my side Thus the generals laid their plans While the people slept below And then general fate of man was left for all the fools to blow Come on down to my inferno I think you'll find it's not bad, hell Though there aren't very many peope in this place where monsters dwell Chorus: An endless rain of human pain Real nightmares it's so insane! Come on down to my inferno Satan's thrown a real blast Sure we knew it used to be nice But we knew it couldn't last So the people tagged along into the hole they'd dug themselves You can't complain about the hand when you've stacked the deck against yourself You say the button pushed itself You say there's no one really to blame I hope we find a better answer 'Cause we're the precedent in the case

The Lie As I undress you and caress you And knowing you'll be mine I whisper words of love and caring Into the night We join our souls in love Under the starlight from the heavens above Girl I love you

Hypochondriac I've got a pain in my side And my eyes are going blind J'ai un mal dans ma tete que fais moi peur I'm a hypochondriac Every day is a battle And death's drawing nearer J'ai un mal dans ma coeur que fais moi morte I'm a hypochondriac I'm a run down country I can't do my duty Prosperity is a sickness It's a disease Chorus: It's visiting time again This will be very painful Something's gone vitally wrong This will be very painful ...I can feel the tumor in my head getting bigger

Mission of My House The mission of my house To build a structured lie To draw a shallow breath A fault of evolution To glean a life of rocks and stones and buildings This is the mission of my house The mission of my house A flame of little heat A path of little value One I've seen before as I turned, and I turned to face the pasty mirror This is the mission of my house The clan I've come to live The seeds they've learned to plant To trust a covered sky To dream of love of man of love of man of love from another dimension This is the mission of my house This is a dream I've come to forsake A house where I've forgotten to live A play I've begun to write A lie I thought I knew To glean a life A life I've seen before I've seen on other channels This is a cycle I've come to know This is the mission of my house

Jungle Biscuit Preheat over to 450 2 c. flour 3 tsp. baking powder 1 tsp. baking soda 1/2 tsp. salt 1/3 c. or 6 Tbls. margarine 3/4 to 1 c. buttermilk Option: 3 Tbls. sugar 1/2 tsp. vanilla 1/2 c. chopped pecans Sift together flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Cut in margarine until crumbly. Add buttermilk and mix quickly. Add sugar, vanilla, and pecans. Turn sticky batter onto floured bread board and knead five times. Roll to desired thickness- about 1/2 inch. Cut with lightly floured cutter. Place on ungreased baking sheet. Bake 12 to 15 minutes.