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1. |
Praises to the Sea
03:15
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Sing praises to the sea
Sing praises to the sea
sing praise, you and me
Praises to the thunder
Praises to the rain
Sing praise beyond the name
Feet upon the ground
Our heads well in the sky
Praise through the tears we've cried
One step into a dream
Sacred portal, all blessings gathering
Praises to the sea
Praises to the sea
Sing praise, you and me
Where all life was born
And how we carry on
Where all life was born
And where we will be gone
Sing praises to the sea
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2. |
I'll Be Gone
04:29
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I was traveling' around the country, singing' my anti-fracking song
In a club in Pennsylvania about to go on
The owner came over and got right up in my face
Don't sing that song boy, not in my place
I said, don’t you know your state is gonna wind up poor
When the corporation's done with you, they'll just walk out the door
First they took your lumber and then they took your coal
By the time they get your gas, they'll probably have your soul
He looked at me, like I was the dumbest thing he'd ever seen
He said, 'I already leased my land to the Gas Company
I'm drivin' a BMW and livin' it up in my new home
And by the time it hits the fan, I figure…I'll be gone.
CHORUS:
he was singing'
I'll be gone, you'll be gone
(He was singing' our Country's saddest song)
Everything is fine as long as I get mine and
By the time it hits the fan, I'll be gone
Everybody's talkin' 'bout global climate change
So much blah blah blah it's hurtin' my brain
Scientist get paid to agree with the man
Confusin' us, keepin' us from doin' what we can
And those Wall Street tycoons got a big idea
They could sell us lies as long as the lies were totally unclear
Tell 'em 'this don't seem right', they say 'you got it all wrong'
And by the time we for sure, they figure…they'll be gone
and they're singing':
I'll be gone, you'll be gone
(They are singing' our Country's saddest song)
Everything is fine as long as I get mine and
By the time it hits the fan, I'll be gone
Now our governor, Mr. Cuomo could stop frackin' in our State
There's still time for truth and to put on the breaks
He's no dummy, he knows the danger, but no stranger to the greed
Risking precious New York water, for no good reason and no need
He thinks he knows where his interests lie
He could fight the corporation, but he just won't try
He thinking' about the white house and movin' on
by the time it hits the fan, he figures…he'll be gone.
CHORUS:
he is singing'
I'll be gone, you'll be gone
(He's belting' out our Country's saddest song)
Everything is fine as long as I get mine and
By the time it hits the fan, I'll be gone
By the time it hits (it's a sad song)
By the time it hits (goes on and on)
By the time it hits the fan
(just get out here now)
(we got work to do)
(and the way i see it, we don't need you)
It's already hitting' the fan, please be gone.
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3. |
Our Wedding Song
03:23
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4. |
Ziggy
03:14
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he sleep by the door all day long
as if he don't know what's goin' on
my dog is such a sleepy head
like he was playin' dead
but when somebody open the door
just a little bit
he bolt so fast all i can say is
holy shit
CHORUS 1:
runnin' down the road 60 mile and hour
peein' on everybody's bush
the kids in the neighborhood laugh and laugh
see that dog, he's goin' so fast
that's my crazy little dog
ziggy is his name
zig zag Lazy wire haired crazy
son of a gun little dog
He always look so cute
when he's walkin around the house
he watches tv, never barksZ
quiet as a mouse
just when you come to admirin'
his manners and his smarts
he jumps out the window into the yard
quicker than a dart
CHORUS 1
everybody knows him
even the cops
'cause he walks all the way to town
and sort of window shops
and when he's done, he'll trot
to the town pool and jump in
that's when i get a phone call
'you gotta come and get him'
CHORUS 2:
but he's runnin' down the road sixty miles an hour
peein' on everybody bush
by the time i get to the pool
he's back home, he's no fool
that's my crazy little dog
ziggy is his name
zig zag lazy wire haired crazy
son of a gun little dog
zig zag lazy wire haired crazy
son of a gun little dog
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5. |
Born Again American
04:13
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Clean Up Man (Ode to Pete Seeger)
words and music by Marc Black
some folks chant all day long
put love and peace right into their song
others put their hands together, pray for sunny weather
ask the lord what's right and wrong
but somehow none of that appealed to me
i just deal with what i see
see a mess i clean it up
pick it up and wish the world good luck
CHORUS:
I pick up the litter
I ain't no quitter
glad to bend down
touch solid ground
I pick up the litter
I ain't no quitter
put my hands in the squishy mud
sacred
feel like love
some folks wanna change the government
make it more fair and efficient
others talk on tv shows, smart? yup, they've come to know
what's comin' and what's gotta go
but somehow none of that appealed to me
i just deal with what i see
see a mess i clean it up
pick it up and wish the world good luck
CHORUS:
I pick up the litter
I ain't no quitter
glad to bend down
touch solid ground
I pick up the litter
I ain't no quitter
put my hands in the squishy mud
sacred
feel like love
treat this world
like a beautiful girl
sparkle shine
she is mine
i am hers
and proud to be
and proud to say
she belongs to me
some folks dance all day long
put their bodies right into their song
others put their hands together, pray for sunny weather
ask the lord what's right and wrong
but somehow none of that appealed to me
i just deal with what i see
see a mess i clean it up
pick it up and wish the world good luck
CHORUS:
I pick up the litter
I ain't no quitter
glad to bend down
touch solid ground
I pick up the litter
I ain't no quitter
put my hands in the squishy mud
sacred
feel like love
feel like love
feel like love
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7. |
Pretty One
03:05
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I saw you across the room
You know you look so good
I wanted to be with you
My friends said I never would
You were so young and free
and you wanted to keep it that way
But child
You're such a pretty one
Eyes like jewels
Such a pretty one
Hopin' that you'll be mine, too
I'm askin' you
You're such a pretty one
skin like white like the moon
Such a pretty one
Hopin' that you'll be mine soon
In this age of speed and steel
They say love don't have a chance
I know you've been hurt before
Ain't got time for no silly romance
But my feel in's strong and true
Come on, let's take a chance
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8. |
American Children
03:03
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My daddy is Jewish, my momma is Buddhist
My grandma is Methodist, we all hope for peace
CHORUS
VERSE:
Some folks like classical, some folks like rock 'n roll
Some folks like reggae and they dance all day long
Some folks fight fires and some folks change tires
And some folks fix radios and we all hope for peace
CHORUS
VERSE:
Uncle Pete lives in Beacon and Mitch is in Detroit
Aunt Jane's out in Santa Fe and we all hope for peace
Jaime play soccer and Frankie shoots hoops
Sarah plays hockey and she's a tough as can be
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9. |
Sometime a Spark
05:59
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Mohamed Bouazizi lived on a dusty narrow street
In a tiny, three-room house with a patio of concrete
(where his) mother hung the laundry and the red chillis to dry
five brothers, and a sister, all somehow getting by
Mohamed Bouazizi this fruit vendor, standing tall
worked every day and somehow, he fed them all
But on December 17 two thousand and ten
The municipal inspector and Mohamed had a run in
CHORUS:
sometime a spark
is all that we need
to see how dark
our world has come to be
sometime a spark
sometime a spark
sometime a spark
will light up the world
Faida Hamdy followed the law down to the 'T'
She said, 'You don't have a license, give those apples to me
He said no and she slapped him and he fell against his cart
That moment changed the world, she broke Mohamed's heart
He was beaten by her colleagues several times that day
Teach him a lesson, disobedience does not pay
But at high noon, Mohamed went to the governor's high gate
soaked in paint thinner, Mohamed changed our fate
CHORUS
Mohamed, this fruit vendor, shook the world with his power
Tunis, Cairo and Washington, so-called leaders hide out and cower
'We'll give you what you want, Give you everything you seek'
'Just go back to pretending, it's you who is meek'
But there was no turning back, and just like in days of old
Sacred parchments torched the heaven, and touched every soul
But this was no cheap religion these flames purged every heart
Mohamed gave his life, and gave us a new start
CHORUS
Innaharda, ehna kullina Misryeen
Today we are all Egyptians
Tunisia, Egypt, Syria, Baahareen, China, Saudi Arabia, Madison, Wisconsin… Here we go!
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Hey, how you doin'
I just came by to say hello
I work for the gas company
I was just happened to be in the neighborhood, you know
but I was thinkin, you must be tired of workin'
that rake and that hoe
I could make you lots more money
than those potatoes
I know you probably heard
Lots of that propaganda
How fracking's bad for the environment
And we are out to destroy the land and
Blah blah, Don't believe it,
It's safe as the day is long
We drill, you collect the money
And nothing can go wrong
So?
CHORUS:
No frackin' way
Not on my land
No frackin' way
I'm talkin' to you man
Don't frack with me
And I won't frack with you
Go frack yourself, bro'
Go home
Don't be a dope
I got the law on my side
I paid Mr. Cheney in advance
And I'm gonna take my free ride
If you're smart, i'll cut you in
This is a big idea, you see
There'll be plenty gas…and cash money
(well, uh, well…)
CHORUS
Everything would be so cool
If you'd just settle In
There'll be plenty clean clear water from the icebergs
You know, they're meltin'
And the water from your tap
It'll have the colors of the rainbow
And if someone's got a match
Now that'd be a show.
CHORUS
I ain't no schmo bro
Go home
I seen the gasland video
Go Home! (get out here)
So when the man comes up to and he says
I wanna give you all this money to poison your land
What will you say, huh?
CHORUS
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Marc Black Katonah, New York
Marc plays a finger style blues in the traditions of Mississippi Hurt and the great Tim Hardin. Right up to Covid, he was a proud road warrior, inducted into the New York Chapter of the Blues Hall of Fame in June of 2014. As WFUV DJ, John Platt wrote about Marc. "We need to hear his songs now more than ever." ... more
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