Rubber Soul Train

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Track Name: Molten Blobs of Cheddar
Molten Blobs Of Cheddar

Guess that fryin'll be the death of me
At least that's what they say,
but nothing pleases like that hot grilled cheese
It's got everything you want it bleed
When it comes oozin' like a well-oiled train
it better make tracks for some mouth,
or we'll have molten blobs of cheddar on our chins,
and all our vices will come out
REFRAIN: Cheddar, I love that cheese [4X]
Everybody has some secret sin,
or so some people say
Whenever they come over visiting
you never know which closets they've been
When they come oozin' like a well-oiled train
we'd better make tracks for the door,
or we'll have molten blobs of cheddar on our chins,
and wonder what are secrets for
REFRAIN
Track Name: Love and Ecstasy
Love & Ecstasy

There was a time I thought
I'd never find nobody
to share my wakin' thoughts
liven up my dreams
But now I've given up
on all tomorrows
I find today's enough
to move me down the stream
REFRAIN:
I just got to tell you
what you're lovin' means to me
Oh, I never realized
how sweet a love could be (that it could set me free)
Oh, I'm not the same tonight
as the one you've seen
Oh, I just got to tell you
'bout all my love and my ecstasy
Now every day's the beach
beside your body
You occupy my thoughts
and share this bed with me
If only everyone
could know this beauty
then surely peace would reign
in silence utterly
REFRAIN
REFRAIN
Track Name: Dambala
Dambala

Here come the loa [repeats]
REFRAIN:
Damballa, the good serpent of the sky [2X]
Of the world before these troubles began
He comes like a snake, and dives in the sea,
but then he rise, the source of all wisdom
REFRAIN
Aida the rainbow arches 'cross the sky
World inside a mirror, immortal reflections fly
A-a-a-aida, A-a-a-aida

REFRAIN
He comes like a snake, arched in the path that the sun travels across the sky
He is in love with the rainbow, and he can fly
He is the maker of these waters, of these heavens which he dominates,
and of the springs and of the rivers which his water nourishes

REFRAIN
Of the world after these troubles are gone
Dive in the water
Back of the mirror [4X]
Track Name: Ballad of Socrates
The Ballad of Socrates

This is a song about Socrates
A man who asked a lot of questions
He didn't care about the deities
or the politics of indiscretion
He just sat back and drank the poison
He had an interest in Philosophy
but all he brought to it were questions
Could he be the only one to see
that all the answers are reflections[just questions]?
The answer of the State was poison
Boys of Athens, gathered round his feet,
with whom he traded tricky questions
they didn't learn to hate the liberty
that so frightens politicians
They had to watch their friend drink poison
The moral of this story is:
Don't ask a lot of questions
It's too annoying to society
if you ask too many questions
Unless you dare to drink the poison
Track Name: 500 Guns (lyrics: Mort Shapiro & Bob Huff, music: Bob Huff)
500 Guns

Well, I almost killed a man the other day
I caught him trying to break into my apartment
Turned out to be my landlord with something about the health department
"Well, I'm tired of this shit," I said
"You fuckers are always out for blood
I think I'll call me a little rent action"
But he just smiled at me and he said,
"Go right ahead, son, 'cause I own the Sheriff
and he'll be here with a gun to put you out on the street"
But was I scared? No, not at all
REFRAIN: Five hundred guns could not convince me, make me change or go away
Five hundred guns could not dissuade me from the way I feel today
Well, sure enough, on the very next day I went down to answer my door,
and there was the Sheriff and he had a pistol pointed straight at my heart,
and he had two deputies with him and they had rifles pointed at me,
and out in the street there were National Guardsmen with bazookas
and an M-1 tank and an F-111 Skyhawk and a naval destroyer
and it looked just like World War Three
But was I scared? No, not at all
REFRAIN [2X]
Track Name: The People
The People

They tell you that your different from the day your born and
then they come to wonder why you treat their world with scorn
They never seem to notice the fingers on their feet
They think that evolution is impossible to beat


REFRAIN:
But they're not alright when they're not at home
and they're so uptight when they're on their own (when their cover's blown)

They never seem to stumble even when they fall
They're neither proud nor humble when they're either big or small
You ask them what they worship, you bribe them with the truth
The answer's disappointing and impossible to prove
u that you're different from the day you're born
and then they come to wonder why you treat their world with scorn
They never seem to notice the fingers on their feet
They think that evolution is impossible to beat


REFRAIN:
But they're not alright when they're not at home
and they're so uptight when they're on their own (when their cover's blown)

They never seem to stumble even when they fall
They're neither proud nor humble when they're either big or small
You ask them what they worship, you bribe them with the truth
The answer's disappointing and impossible to prove


REFRAIN
REFRAIN
Track Name: Set It Free
Set It Free

It's the closing dispensation, a time of karmic reparation
and the sickle's gonna spray those seeds away
For whatever it is worth you owe it to your birth,
taking up the timelines without fear
And your body's in the web with the living and the dead
and the salmon knows the way only too clear
You gotta jump like hell into the torrent's mighty swell
to a higher place to spawn those new ideas
Well, you're living for the wild or you're slaving for the deathdealers
Give the day to the child or throw away the years
Pick up the incantation for a living destination
Redefine the situation
Save the trees (4X)
No, no poison food, your DNA trick and sway ain't my way
No technocrack hoodoo, I'll choose my medicine
Mother Nature does it best, does it (2X), Mother Nature does it best
My body belongs to me
Play your sound when it goes down, round and round, round and round (2X)
Think about it (7X)
Set it free (2X)
Track Name: Nourishment
Nourishment

A picture grows upon the wall, telling tales of giants
while seasons march right through it all, inconquerably quiet
There bellies burst with berries from the first most festive feast of Spring
There Summer burns with vital force, and War and Love make fitting kings
while Autumn's judgement sits in courts whose sentences the harvest brings
and Winter prisons freeze and crack like sharp reports of armed attack
and all the dreams of painters die each time one flower blooms again
It's fine enough for gods to cry when you and I need watering
to tell our tales of giants [4X]
Track Name: Alchemystery
Alchemystery

On the violet verge of paradise
a shining snake from the lion flies
and finds refuge in the eagle's nest
and with her eggs is thrice thrice-blest
and with her eggs is thrice thrice-blest

And there their hearts the worm entwines
The fire of bliss shoots up their spines
and down the eagle, now a dove
descends ablaze in fluid love
descends ablaze in fluid love

The kiss of Nu, the point of Had
O Ra Hoor Khu, unveiling god
if it be pleasing to thine eye
let us that wine of joy imbibe
let us that wine of joy imbibe
Track Name: One Good Reason
One Good Reason

My daddy shot hisself to death
though he didn't have a reason
No, he didn't have one good reason left
Now that lead has cleared his head
He's found some peace at last and yet
he never asked me what I thought,
an' he never tried to tell me
'bout the demons that he fought
He never spied those tears I cried,
the tears that he would never shed
My momma worked herself to death
though she didn't have a reason
No, she didn't have one good reason left
Now her grave has freed a slave
She's found some peace at last and yet
she cain't be happy with the rest
'cause she never took a day off,
an' she always did her best
t' keep us fed and tucked in bed
Right now she's trimming God's split ends
My baby drank herself to death
though she didn't have a reason
No, she didn't have one good reason left
Now the booze has cured her blues
She's found some peace at last and yet
I know we'll never meet again
'less in another lifetime
we can recognize old friends
But if that's so, well, I just don't know
if I would love her once again
Track Name: Epic Theater
Epic Theater

In this theater everyone is allowed to state an opinion
In this theater actors give a lot of the directions
Everything is given a trial
Mr. K is asked to insert an occasional grunt
in this theater
In this theater directors often try their hands at acting
Everywhere you look something's being born or just reacting
Mr. K looks up with a smile
Every pain lasts only a while
in this theater
Track Name: Son of A Bitches Brew (The Emancipation of America)
Son Of A Bitch's Brew (The Emancipation Of America)

You had to be tough
to make it across in the first place
crammed in the hot as hell hold
and you hadn't even heard of hell yet
but if you made it across
there'd be someone with a cross
to tell you all about hell
and eventually it came through
"Oh right, hell!
I've already been there!"
You had to be tough
to drink that bitter water
and taste those bloody whips
you learned to watch and listen
and you worked
and you worked
and into the spaces between being treated like an animal
and being treated like an object
you packed in all of the humanity which slavery can never repress
Your liberation had so much to offer
but then fear, and hate
and greed, and pride
and the will to power
sang such a mighty chorus in the ears of rich white folk of all faiths and factions
and pretty soon they were singing along
to lynchings where there could have been learning
and color bars where there should have been land grants
and no amount of your striving
was ever allowed far beyond mere surviving
So how is it that you have overcome?
For you have overcome
You have overcome to the center
to the core, to the marrow
You are now the masters
and only you can teach us the way to go forward
You had to be tough
to make it at all
in the concrete hall
of the disintegrating urban sprawl
that leapt out of a world unimagined by your friends
or even your greatest ofay
No government conspiracy to flood your neighborhoods with crack
no evil doctors engineering plagues to depopulate your future
no liquor stores on every corner
can compare to the devastation you found
when you finally won through to the center
to the very heart and soul of America
and found them broken and lost
Perhaps you can redeem this festering miasma
repaying injustice with your morality
and brutality with your excellence
Perhaps you can explain why the euromans should be happy
with the lonely, frightened, ugly, dying empire
which they have themselves created
Perhaps you can invent a rhythm to rap it into my skull
over and over, until the beat becomes my reason for living
and the voice of the turtle is heard in some imagined land
but not in this land
with its jury of housewives of every donahue
its judges going off like buchanans
its just desserts a humble pie
served cold and stale, and without a seat at the counter
How can you be blamed for shaking your head?
How can you be denied the few small snorts of laughter?
Why should you pick up the pieces?
Why should you save our ass?
I don't know, but only you can
You had to be tough
because we demanded it
Now you are the toughest we have
and you have earned the right to grasp America
and remold it to your will
That is what our posterity will call "The Emancipation of America"
Track Name: Empty-Headed Athenians
Empty-Headed Athenians


This is a song about Socrates
A man who asked a lot of questions
He didn't care about the deities
or the politics of indiscretion
He just sat back and drank the poison
He had an interest in Philosophy
but all he brought to it were questions
Could he be the only one to see
that all the answers are reflections[just questions]?
The answer of the State was poison
Boys of Athens, gathered round his feet,
with whom he traded tricky questions
they didn't learn to hate the liberty
that so frightens politicians
They had to watch their friend drink poison
The moral of this story is:
Don't ask a lot of questions
It's too annoying to society
if you ask too many questions
Unless you dare to drink the poison
Track Name: Rubber Soul Train
Rubber Soul Train

It's a crazy world where you can watch your children starve
while other children watch your children on TV
And it's a greasy pole that every monkey wants to climb
when it's the time for every monkey to compete
But if you'll take a look into your history book
you will find that everybody must agree
We aren't the captains of this ship
and any wave might make us flip
into the abyss at the bottom of the sea
Get on board the rubber soul train (4x)
There's no mystery here about just who is in control
'cause rubber soul can rail a road without no tracks
And where we're going to is where we've been before
although we're never gonna double back
A train that keeps on rolling till the end of time
is something you might call the Moebius Express
It's like a bird keeps flying when all the air is gone
never noticing it's nowhere that it gets
But if you'll send a spy into the universal mind
you will find what everybody must forget
We aren't the rulers of our fate
and any time we might be late
for dates we never can remember having set
Get on board the rubber soul train (8x)
Track Name: Life Without F Is A Lie
A Life Without F Is A Lie

Some dead people have been selected by fate
for a very different kind of eternity
Tlaloc has made his mark on you if you have been drowned
or struck by lightning or died of disease brought about by water
Could it be dropsy? It must be dropsy
Here in the tropics, green, flowers, and warm rain
Not like the corpses devoured by steppes of the north
in cold twilight country covered with bones masked by spiders
Hoot owl in Mexico
Could it be dropsy? It must be dropsy