In your mind you have capacities you know
To telepath messages through the vast unknown
Please close your eyes and concentrate
With every thought you think
Upon the recitation we’re about to sing
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary craft
Slowly the thought
“There is no one to replace”
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age
I’m praying to the aliens
I’m praying to the aliens
Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random poll check
“Do you ever think of women?”
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere
Between dead and dying
I’m praying to the aliens
I’m praying to the aliens
There are no more
Do you begin to see?
The corner of my eye
Could give me away
Isn’t it strange
How times change?
I can’t imagine
Living any other way
I’m praying to the aliens
I’m praying to the aliens
Got out of bed, wasn’t feeling too good
With my wallet and my passport, a new pair of shoes
The sun is shining so I head for the park
With a bottle of Tequila and a new pack of cigarettes
I got a cousin, and she got a friend
Who thought that her aunt knew a man who could help
At his apartment I knocked on the door
He wouldn’t come out until he got paid
Now, don’t tell anybody what I wanna do
If they find out, you know that they’ll never let me through
'Cos it’s no fun being an illegal alien
No, it’s no fun being an illegal alien
Down at the office had to fill out the forms
A pink one, a red one, the colours you choose
Up to the counter to see what they think
They said, “It doesn’t count man, it ain’t written in ink!”
I don’t trust anybody, least not around here
'Cos it’s no fun being an illegal alien, I tell ya
It’s no fun being an illegal alien, no no no no no
It’s no fun being an illegal alien, I mean it when I tell ya that
It’s no fun being an illegal alien, an illegal alien, o.k.
Everywhere around the world
They’re coming to America
Ev’ry time that flag’s unfurled
They’re coming to America
You’re a grand old flag
You’re a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave
Oh no, oh no
Here we go now
Oh no, oh no
Here we go now
Got a crazy feeling I don’t understand
Gotta get away from here
Feelin’ like I should have kept my feet on the ground
Waitin’ for the sun to appear
Mamma’s gonna worry
I’ve been a bad, bad boy
No use sayin’ sorry
It’s something that I enjoy
'Cause you can’t see what my eyes see
(I can see it, I can see it)
And you can’t be inside of me
Flying high again
Hey Ho Let’s Go
Shoot em’ in the back now
What they want, I don’t know
They’re all revved up and ready to go
I said, Shotgun!
Shoot 'em 'fore they run now.
Do the jerk, baby
Do the dirty now
Hey
Put on your red dress
And then you go downtown now
I said, Buy yourself a shotgun now
We’re going to break it down baby now
We’re going to load it up baby now
Oh can you shoot 'em 'fore they run now
I said, Shotgun!
Shoot 'em 'fore they run now.
Do the jerk, baby
Do the dirty now
Hey
Shotgun!
Shoot 'em 'fore they run now
Do the jerk, baby
Do the dirty now
Hey
Put on your high heel shoes
I said we’re going down here listen to 'em play the blues
We’re gonna dig potatoes
We’re gonna pick tomatoes
I said, Shotgun!
Shoot 'em 'fore they run now.
Do the jerk, baby
Do the dirty now
Hey
I said it’s twine time
I said it’s twine time
I said it’s twine time
Hey Joe, where you goin’ with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand?
Alright. I’m goin down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin’ ‘round with another man.
Yeah,! I’m goin’ down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin’ 'round with another man.
Huh! And that ain’t too cool.
Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down,
you shot her down.
Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot you old lady down,
you shot her down to the ground. Yeah!
Yes, I did, I shot her,
you know I caught her messin’ ‘round,
messin’ ‘round town.
Uh, yes I did, I shot her
you know I caught my old lady messin’ 'round
I’m gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whities I see
I’m gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whities I see
When I kill all the whities I see, then whitey he won’t bother me
I’m gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whities I see.
Then I’ll get a white woman who’s wearing a navy blue sweater…
In the Navy
You can sail the seven seas
In the Navy
You can put your mind at ease
Walking with care as I climb
Every step of the stairway
Knowing that she’s thinking
Only of me while her parents
Are holding her their way
Why must I feel like
I’ve tried to steal
What she’s giving
Now is the time that
We both take a stand
And it’s time that we
Learned about living
Put your mind at ease
Go put your mind at ease
Under the trees
Out where it’s breezy
Nobody here but me and you
We’ll do the things
We meant to do
Sit back, relax
We’ll take it easy
Things that are good can be
Misunderstood and mistaken
Dying to know the direction to go
And it’s time that
Some action be taken
We cannot fight
Cause we’re doing it right
But you’re losing
Going for the ride
Gotta let you decide
On the exit
You plan to be using
Put your mind at ease
Go put your mind at ease
Under the tree
Out where it’s breezy
Nobody here but me and you
We’ll do the things
We meant to do
Sit back, relax
We’ll take it easy
Sit back, relax
And take it easy
Put your mind at ease
Put your mind at ease…
Turn off your mind relax and float down stream
It is not dying, it is not dying
Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void,
It is shining, it is shining.
Yet you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being
Love is all and love is everyone
It is knowing, it is knowing
And ignorance and hate mourn the dead
It is believing, it is believing
But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not leaving, it is not leaving
So play the game “Existence” to the end
Of the beginning, of the beginning
Take my hand / you know I’ll be there if I can / I’ll cross the sky for your love
For your love
I’d give you everything and more, and that’s for sure
For your love
I’d bring you diamond rings and things right to your door
For your love
To thrill you with delight
I’ll give you diamonds bright
There’ll be things that will excite
To make you dream of me at night
Daddy
I want a diamond ring
Bracelets, everything
Hey, Daddy
You ought to get the best for me
Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum
Look at Molly now
Here she come
Wearing her wig hat
And shades to match
Got her high heel shoes
And an alligator hat
Wearing her pearls
And her diamond ring
Got bracelets on her
Fingers now and everything
Devil with the blue dress
Blue dress on, she’s the
Devil with the blue dress on
Lord, have mercy
Devil with the
Blue dress, blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress on
Down in the bayou where the alligators roam
Live some people, you leave them alone
Getting lost may be your last mistake
Unfriendly strangers, unkindly they take
Living off the fat of the land
They hold their justice in the palm of their hand
Lay down your gun and surrender quiet
Or there’s gonna be a Cajun Riot
Danger in the swamp that waits for you
There’s nothing left that you can do
Better watch your back, for the vicious attack
‘Cause they’ll be looking for you
Playing with your life, for your life is too short
Pain is too good for you
Your last breath, is all you have left
Take it before you’re doomed
Cajun Hell (Cajun Hell)
Cajun Hell (Cajun Hell)
Cajun Hell (Cajun Hell)
Cajun Hell…before you’re doomed
Said the Alligator King to his seven sons,
“I’m feeling mighty down.
Whichever of you can cheer me up
Will get to wear my crown.”
Here they stand, brothers them all
All the sons, divided they’d fall
Here await the birth of the son
The seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one
Here the birth from an unbroken line
Born the healer, the seventh, his time
Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds
Slowly unveiling the power he holds
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Then they watch the progress he makes
The Good and the Evil - which path will he take?
Both of them trying to manipulate
The use of his powers before it’s too late
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son
Seventh son of a seventh son