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ALBUMS

I enjoy the creative process of putting words to music.These albums are  vehicles for my words.

 

Everybody fighting me

Always wrong and righting me

They try to judge me

But they can’t budge me

 

Everybody Yah everybody

 

Everybody’s telling me

Pushing and selling me

Arranging and exchanging me

Trying hard to change me

 

Everybody yah everybody

 

Everybody’s dressing me

Always second guessing me

No one really talks to me

they can’t rock with me

Everybody Yah everybody

 

I’m the young unsung American fool

Leave me alone our I’ll lose my cool

Yah Everybody

Wake me up when we can all live together

Break it

You can never say never wake me up

And let the music play

Check it out

Tomorrows gonna be a great day

For everybody Yah everybody

 

I’m the young unsung American fool

Leave me alone or I’ll lose my cool

I’m the young unsung American fool

Leave me alone or I’ll lose my cool.

 

MWL 3-11-91 / revised 11-24-19

Young unsung American fool
00:00 / 03:13

Young unsung American fool

 

So many ways

To keep a good man down

Keep those dogs at bay

That follow you around

A good woman is hard to find

If you’re in a barroom

 drinking yourself blind

We all know the answers

 not waiting at the bottom of a glass

You gotta get your act together

Time is marching on fast

So many ways to keep a good man down

Time to lock those dogs up in the pound

You don’t need any distractions

You need to feel satisfaction

Go get it now

 

So many ways to keep a good man down

find your road and mosey on down

so many ways to keep a good man down

the odds are stacked against you

 when you lay your money down

I see it happen

I hear the talk

There’s a liquor store on every block

You gotta be strong

Stay away from the juice

Cause if you don’t

 your putting your head in a noose

so many ways to keep a good man down

I herd you and the Devil been painting this town

You can try again or I’ll see you round the bend

Do it now

There’s no answer at the bottom of the glass

Time is marching on

It’s marching on fast

So many ways

So many ways

So many ways…to keep a good man down

MWL  6-15-95

So many ways

so many ways
00:00 / 02:57

 

So, you’ve gone a little stray

Had to do things your own way

 Which way do we go?

Which way is the way home?

Stand tall wayward boys

Spend all your money in one day

Hoping your luck will change someday

Hold your head high wayward boys

 

They drew you a line

Scolded you about time passing bye

responsibilities of the modern man

The dos the don’ts the yes, I can

 

Stand tall wayward boy

Spend all your money in on day

Hoping your luck will change someday

Hold your head high wayward boys

 

I see an endless circle

You see a hole

Were both the same inside

To find true love is the ultimate goal

Walking down to see the moon

That’s were the wayward boys get in tune

                                                                              Howling on a foggy night

Howling on a foggy night

Howling on a foggy night

And when the pain won’t go away

You spread your wing and fly away

High into the night

Wayward boys are out tonight

 

Gonna live my life in one day……...

 

 

MWL 2-11-92 /revised 11-25-19 MWL

Wayward boys

Wayward Boys(6)
00:00 / 03:08

 

In my canoe

 just us two

We float down the river

The water so blue

We’ve got no problem

They can’t reach us here

 and even if they could

We’d just have another beer

 

In my canoe

Just us two

We laugh and remember

All the things we’ve been through

We got no problem

They can’t reach us here

And even if they could

We’d just have another beer

 

In my canoe

Just us two

We’ve been out here all day

Yah we’ve had a few

We’ve got no problems

They can’t reach us here

I’m switching to soda

I’ve had to much beer

MWL 1992 revised 2-22-20

In My Canoe

In my canoe
00:00 / 02:33

 

By the look of things

Its time to get back on our feet

By the smell of things

Its time to change the smell of rotten meat

If we can contemplate

The poisons that we take

And can we put them down

For our own sake

 

Here I am born to die

Like a rat in a cage

I can feel the wind

I know where it’s been

And I can feel all the rage

 

Rage of Angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angles

Is coming coming down

 

Time to clean

This old machine

The cancer grows thick

Eliminate all the ingrates

Make it painless and quick

Rage of Angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angles

Is coming coming down

 

You can’t run

You can’t hide

The angels have landed

There right outside

 

Carrying the silver sword

The time has come to

Behead the beast

Let the vultures and rats

And maggots feast

 

Rage of Angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angles

Is coming coming down

Burning burning down

Coming down all-around

 

Rage of Angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angles

Is coming coming down

Rage of Angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angels

Is coming coming

Rage of angles

Is coming coming down

 

it’s coming down……

 

MWL               5-9-93

the rage of Angles
00:00 / 03:44

Rage of Angels

 

I walk alone

Just like a single stone

There no safe place

All the places I used go

No smiling faces for me

Try to recall how it all used to be

But all I see

Yes All I see

Is desolate land

Yes, desolate land

Everywhere desolate land

 

I walk alone

 just like a single stone

trying to get back home

but no matter where I roam

it’s all desolate land

oh, desolate land

oh, desolate land

and I’m walking

yes, I’m walking alone

 

MWL 1991

I walk alone
00:00 / 03:52

I walk alone

 

There taking me home in a truck (x2)

With a red light that glows

So, everyone knows

Someone is down on their luck

 

There synching me up in a vest (x2)

Its rater tight

 I’m not feeling quit right

They say that I just need some rest

 

Everything’s white in this room (x2)

The shadows they crawl

Play games on my walls

The night is when monsters loom

 

There trying to get in my head (x2)

To steal all my thoughts

And connect the dots

Look there’s blue mold on my bread

 

The needle brings on the dream (x2)

A new place to be

Where I can be free

I’m floating on freshly whipped cream

 

 

 

There taking me home in a box (x2)

It’s rather good

The smell of hardwood

No more tick of the clock

 

 Covering me up with dirt (x2)

This looks like farewell

I’m off to hell

I should have worn a new shirt

 

 

  MWL  8-81

  revised 2-12

 rerevised 12-3 19

Taking me home in a truck
00:00 / 03:39

Taking Me home in a truck

 

The king lay bleeding in the fields of discontent

His armor all rusted

His sword dull with resent

He fights back the tears

That well in his eyes

Fate has many faces

Today it’s in disguise

 

Love was his shield

That muffled the proof

To close to see

The undeniable truth

Not for love of a woman

But for the love of need

He waged war on her demons

But it is he who now bleeds

The king stands alone

No kingdom left to rule

His fist clenched with bitterness

For he’s been played the fool

Wisdom has now embraced him

With scars from this siege

Pinned upon his soul

 the weight of one deceived

now the king at a cross roads

he must choose a course

 

wisdom is his saddle

destiny his white horse

time will pass

 and pain will subside

 the words of the liar

 will always be by his side

 

3-3-97 

MWL

the king
00:00 / 03:25

The King

The world spins is spinning out of control

The suicide seeds have taken firm hold

It’s a struggle for power who’ll get the upper hand

Who’ll be the dominator of the land

Were divided so divided under god

 

As the world spin on its axis

And the government raises the taxes

The prisons are packed to the top

Will it end will it stop

Were so divided so divided under god

 

What about the money

We spend on weapons of war

Who can ignore?

The homeless veteran sleeping on the floor

Were divided so divided under god

 

Hay spend some money on a cure

Before you squeeze us anymore

How did it get so out of hand?

The need for greed and the power of brand

Were divided so divided under god

Yes, were divided so divided under god

 

Victims of science destinations unknown

Electronic kings on digital thrones

 it’s out of hand

 its out of hand

No safe place to run

 no safe place to hide

Every wear you go

 you’re under the gun

Hopping a stranger

 won’t blow you away

Don’t pull the trigger

Don’t pull the trigger- ger -ger…

It’s a struggle for power who’ll get the upper hand

who’ll be the dominator of the land

were divided

 so divided

 under God

 

MWL ,,,,,,,,

MWL (82)

Revised 6-15-93

were divided
00:00 / 03:10

We're Divided

 

Standing on main street

With a bible in my hand

Reading out the word

To every woman and man

People pass me by with the look of fear

They all think I’m crazy

But they take no time to hear

Such a shame such a shame

No one but us to blame

Stopped by the soup kitchen

With a pizza in my hand

I never ever knew I was in such demand

Its supply and demand

Its all supply and demand

Diamonds and coal

We’ve lost control

Do you have a hungry soul?

Diamonds and coal

Would you sell your soul for diamonds or coal?

I guess it depends on the weather

Weather your freezing to death on your last breath

You all failed the test

I can’t see any reason why people fear what they love

They look to the stars from sun roofs in their cars

But don’t even think of god above

Its all about supply and demand

You better understand

That if you live for the shinny things of the day

Tomorrow sneaks up on you and passes you away

Supply and demand

Supply and demand

Diamonds or coal?

MWL    5-20-89

supply and demand
00:00 / 03:25

Supply and demand

just let it go
00:00 / 03:50

 

You gotten to a point

where you feel pain in every joint.

Like a shaman you anoint

That your doctor-is your God.

 

Let’s get to the point

Away from this beer joint

Make it past all check points

Paying homage to a fraud.

 

Your confused at the conjoint

Slogging now in Midpoint

Swallow hard at gun point

Old memories Pokes and prod.

 

And it’s all the same

in the end, My friend.

We fade in to the black.

And some do say.

we’ll find our way.

And relive life in the sparks....

The fire is dancing with resistance it only wants to climb....

The wind is right on this star filled night for a glory filled

Final scene.

So, walk on down to the water

Walk on down with me.

Walk on down to the water

Together we shall be free.

Oh, together we shall be free...

August’s end

Desire bends

Lay down your arms

To need to defend

The flesh is the cocoon

From which you shall escape and on the breath of angels

Your destiny awaits.

Inhale the water

Like a baby in the womb

Don’t fear the flesh

Your soul can not be entombed.

 

You gotten to a point

where you feel pain in every joint.

Like a shaman you anoint

That your doctor-is your God.

 

Let’s get to the point

Away from this beer joint

Make it past all check points

Paying homage to a fraud.

 

Your confused at the conjoint

Slogging now in midpoint

Swallow hard at gun point

Old memories Pokes and prod.

 

Let it go

Join the others

Become a star

Glowing in love and harmony

And all the magnificent clockwork

Is your soul

You are one

With All

5-19-19

Just let go

Oh Mother
00:00 / 03:46

 

Oh mother

Your kids are getting old

The old man’s growing cold

Is it mother?

Are you half in the bag

Is it all just a drag?

Oh mother

Oh mother

Why do you wear a black vail?

You’re not the one who failed

Tears run down your face

What will now replace

The old man

The cold man

The dead man

Oh mother

 

Close your eyes and

Turn back the hand of time

Turn back turn back turn back

The hands of time

To the days of your youth

To the days of your youth

Oh mother

Your children all grown

Living their lives

They’ve left you alone

The phone can’t take the place

Of happy and smiling faces

Oh Mother

Drift into a day dream

its warm in there Remember

The smell of baby hair

Oh mother

Turn back the hand of time

Turn back turn back turn back

The hands of time

To the days of your youth

To the days of your youth

Oh mother

MWL 1978

Oh Mother

give it back
00:00 / 04:54

 

Gifted stranger

Embrace the danger

I’m not the lone ranger

I’m just a white avenger

Don’t cross my path with no grin

Ill take away your purpose

In the name of sin-

Talking to my shadow

He don’t know more than me

He’s waiting for the vultures to set him free

Dancing with a junkie

Crying for his life

He’s lost his home his family and his life

Give me back my streets

Pusher go to hell

Give me back my streets give em back

I’m not resting till ya do

I’m not resting

God send us an Army

Armed with pain

Like The pain I’ve been feeling all these years

or could you send just one man

Like you did before

You know like in that book of yours

 

God come and recue me x4

Give it back x4

 

I want my home back

I want my streets back

I want my people back

I want it back

 

Let go my sisters

Let go my brother

Let go my soul

Just let go let it go

 

1991 hurricane MWL

Give it back

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