The 90's A
The 90’s and all its glory
The 90’s were a crazy time
I became a father and now had a whole new perspective on life
The good lord blessed me with 3 girls. (payback)
I again failed at marriage and worked like a dog to pay for my responsibilities.
I didn’t have much money left over and could never afford or be in places to meet musicians that
may want to collaborate on a song.
I was a good Dad and I kept my girls together every time I could.
This is when I discovered the band the Squeeze, they spoke to me and my problem’s in life and
relationships, they inspired me more then any other band back then.
This is the time I learned about betrayal and sabotage; you can see that I get a little dark during these
Days. I’m plagued with regret and anger realizing I just can’t catch a break.
My song writing skill however grew exponentially and it shows, I felt some of these songs could change
the world for me only if they could be seen.
Another cigarette
It’s another rainy day
I’m driven to work
The same way everyday
There’s an old man
Standing in the road
He’s waving his hands
His eyes shine like gold
He said young man
Can you give me a ride?
I’d walks to town
But I hurt so inside
You see…
Things ain’t been the same since
My baby died
The thing that hurts the most is
I never said goodbye
Take me to the town grave yard
That’s were my baby lie
Take me to the town grave yard
I’ve got to say goodbye
I can’t help but remember
All the good times gone bye
So, son if you’d be so kind
Can you give me a ride?
Its twenty miles to the center of town
The road twists and turns
And the rain comes pouring down
He’s a tired old man
With not much to say
He said for my gas he would kindly pay
Every year on this sad day
I head to town to wash my sadness away.
Things ain’t been the same since
my baby died
The thing that hurts the most is
I never said goodbye
Take me to the town grave yard
That’s were my baby lie
Take me to the town grave yard
I’ve got to say goodbye
I can’t help but remember
All the good times gone bye
I need one last cry
I need one last cry
MWL 5-10-93
One last cry
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
Same lyrics different styles
Rage of Angles
Standing in Italian shoes
Sipping on some Mexican brews
Order take out at Bob Lou’s
Turn on your Sony and watch the news
I’ve got got the import blues (x4)
I’m standing in shoes
Where once a proud man stood
It’s all gone to hell now
Its all sell sell sell
No one gives a dam anymore
No one gives a dam
No one gives a flying fuck
About this old land
I’ve got got the import blues(x4)
I grew up in a little town
Not much going down
We waived are flags on Patriots day
“but guess what man those flags are made in China”
I’ve got got the import blues(x4)
“We better do something really soon or we can kiss it all goodbye”
Give me your poor
Give me your week
We’ll get them a job
And put them on their feet
Let them have their American dream
I see it happen everyday
People giving their pride away
Sometimes you gotto make a stand
Its time to stand for American
I believe that people have a common soul
The land and the people together as a whole
we’ve worked too hard
we’ve fought too hard
Were selling America by the yard
Were selling America by the yard
I’ve got got the import blues
The blues so blue
They look black
The blackest blues
I want my Country back
I see it happen every day people giving their pride away
Sometimes you gotta make a stand its time to stand for American
MWL 5-19-92/revised 11-25-19
Import Blues
10 more days till judgement day
Better get all your material needs out of the way
10 more days till judgement day
Ramp up that greed get it out of the way
In 9 more days were all going home
What will I do with my new I phone?
In 8 more days, god will end this hex
Better wash up and have some sex
In seven more days
I’ll be free
What will I do with all my TV’s?
Six days left
I’m praying on a star
Better get one last ride
In my new car
5 days to go and I don’t know if I can let go of my Nintendo
4 days left
Will I dress like a monk?
Better go out and get one last drunk
3 more days till judgement day
Blow all your money
Don’t let it waste away
Two more days till God comes to town
Crank up that music
So, you can remember that sound
One more day till judgement day
The holy ghost is coming
To take our sins away
One more day to go
And I don’t know
To all my possessions - can let go?
I woke up this morning
It’s judgement day
There Elvis and Jesus
Waving me their way
And over there’s the devil
In a red cashmere suit
With a bottle of win and a basket of fruit
He calls out my name
He says you come with me
We’re going to be late for the party
I tried to run toward Elvis
But a crowd forced me away
And the devil took me by the hand
Let me show you the way….
Alarm clock ringing like demons singing
I wake from such a crazy dream……
MWL 5-9-93 revised 11-9-19
Judgement day
Somethings happened to the human race
Somethings missing
I just can’t place
The life I live I love
I can’t embrace
What ever happened to that friendly face?
You want war and you want it now
Walk around the city with your sacred cow
Feel the greed
Who’s next to bleed
Just another day
Just another breakdown
I see the homeless
I watch the news
I see them down town
Wearing newspapers for shoes
Like a burning beehive
It’s out of control
So many people
Have lost their souls
Paint your face like a sadistic clown
Your all alone nobody’s around
Kill the seed who’s next to bleed
Just another day just another breakdown
You want a solution
You want it now
Its creepy like a cancer
It’s on the prowl
Hear the screams
Of the suicide machine
Just another day just another breakdown
Breakdown….
The holy men are puzzled
The philosophers are muzzled
The leaders of the land can’t understand
The teachers have lost heart
Say its pointless to even start
The parent cries the tears
For all the fears of all the years gone bye
Somewhere in their heart
Guilty for their part….
A million times around the sun
How many times have we begun?
The seeds of hope take’s to the air
Into the blackness we all stare
Just another day just another breakdown
Just another day just another breakdown
3-23-93 / revised 11-25-19 MWL
Just another breakdown
The sky was gray
The grass was blue
There is nothing I want more
then to be with You
Oh, to be with you
Its all running through my mind
It’s got to be love
My hearts keeping time
It’s got to be love
It’s got to be love
Her eyes were wide
Her words were true
Just thinking of her
Pulls me through
I’ve got love love love
Yah love love love
It’s got to be love
Love makes me crazy
Makes me give everything away
No need to worry
Ill worry some other day
Love makes me laugh; Love makes me high
She’s all I need; Love gets me by
It’s got to be love, got to be love
My friends all tell me it’s going to end
They say I’ve gone completely around the bend
Life’s to short to think that way
Man, I’ll worry some other day
I got love love love
Yah love love love
It’s got to be love
Her eyes were wide
Her words were true
Just thinking of her
Pulls me through
I’ve got love love love
Yah love love love
It’s got to be love
2-92
MWL
Love
I was born for you baby
I’m trying hard to make you see
You’re the only girl
In this world for me
I was born for you baby
I hope that you can understand
I give you my heart and soul
I wanna be your man
Get on my bike and let’s go
Down to the ocean in Mexico
We’ll party with the Mayan’s
And watch the grass grow
Come on little baby
Gotta live your life sometime
Stuck here in new England
Don’t you feel so confined
Spread your wings and fly with me
Let’s go find what we can be
We’ll ride on the wind
On wild dreams set free
(repeat)
MWL 3-22-93 revised 11-24-19
Born for you baby
I need you baby like a shark needs a kill…
I’ve got neon in my veins
I’m like the thunder rolling like a train
I’ve got the power and I’ve got the will
I need you baby like a shark needs a kill
Feel the leather close to your skin
Taste my chrome live for the sin
I’ve got the magic
I’ve got the gun
Just take a number baby
Pray that you’re the lucky one
Just take a number…
Don’t need no talk
Don’t need no sleep
The clock is ticking
I’m thinking deep
I’m on the re bound bound
Without a sound
I’ve got to make ground
I got to make ground
I’m on the re bound bound
I need you baby like a shark needs a kill…
MWL 5-20-91
Like a Shark
