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Breakin

"Breakin' Down" (1995 Single)

1. Breakin' Down
2. Firesign (Demo)
3. Slave To The Grind (live)
4. Monkey Business (live)







1. Breakin' Down

What was it you once said
That there would be things in life that couldn't be
Not for a second did I believe you
Not for a minute did I believe that
Within your need you lie alone
This empty space you call your home
(chorus)
If you just let me in
I wouldn't let you break down
I'm breakin' down
As if you thought the rain could wash away the day
And could heal you
Not for a second did I believe it
Not for a minute did I believe that
Within your need you lie alone
This empty space you call your home
(repeat chorus 2x)
What was it you once said
That there would be things in life that couldn't be
Not for a second did I believe you
Not for a minute did I believe that
(repeat chorus 2x)




2. Firesign (Demo)

Sailing ships go through my mind
Past wreckage on the way
Glory seekers fall in line
Getting closer
Summer laugh, some will cry
What will summer bring!
Some will take her by the reins
And ride the suffering
(bridge)
On a carousel through my yesterdays
Doubt sees the obstacles
Faith sees the way
(repeat 2x)
(chorus)
All the ways you kill me
They've begun to thrill me
Nothing there fulfills my firesign
Brotherhood betrayal,
Sabotage to no avail
Nothing there can kill my firesign
Beaten, burned, I'll take the fall
And get up right in your face
Walk all over what I believe
But I'm still here, you disappear
Without a trace
No need to follow, no need to lead
No need to beg or borrow
I just need to be me
(repeat bridge 2x)
(repeat chorus 2x)




3. Slave To The Grind (live)

You got me forced to crack my lids in two
I'm still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
I'm just another gear in the assembly line - oh no
The noose gets tighter around my throat
But I ain't at the end of my rope 'cause
I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Get it?
A routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ain't even close
There's no need to waste your prayers on me
You better mark my words 'cause I'm history
Yes indeed
You might beg for mercy to get by
But I'd rather tear this thorn from my side
I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart brick by brick
I'm sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide
They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart brick by brick
I'm sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide
I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
I said slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
Slave to the grind




4. Monkey Business (live)

Outside my window there's a
Whole lot of trouble comin'
The cartoon killers and the
Rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin' rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can't close the closet on
Shoe box full of bones
Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch
Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry
I know her act is terminal,
But she ain't gonna die
Slim intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch
Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch
Little creepy's playing dollies in the New York rain
Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife
Ooh the pain
I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when
The freaks come out at nine
And it's twenty to ten
What's this funk
That you call junk
To me it's just monkey business
Blind man in the vox that will probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers are telling
Him to jump
Into the fire from the frying pan
Tripping on his tongue
For a cool place to stand
Where's this shade
That you've got it made
To me it's just monkey business
Monkey business
Slippin' on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain't your business if I got
No monkey on my back
Monkey business
Slippin' on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain't your business if I got
Monkey's on my back
The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can't get you by that monkey

 


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