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.