The Other Side Of Somehow
by ShootT he Messenger
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about
Explores corporate & govt. corruption; and subliminal love.
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released 22 February 2011
Rob Frail: all words, music, & performances, except track 9: Tom Connolly wrote the music & plays rhythm guitar.
Rob Frail: all words, music, & performances, except track 9: Tom Connolly wrote the music & plays rhythm guitar.
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- Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - Alive (My Iraqi War Diary, Part 1)
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Verse 1:
I hate the Shia, the Sunni, too
I hate what this war has reduced me to
I hate my government, I ain't exactly loyal
I'm a killing machine just looking for some oil
I gotta fine girl back at home
we write letters, talk on my cell phone
I just hope when this is all through
I don't end up hating her too
Chorus 1:
Salute me, prosecute me, why not just take my gun and shoot me,
Cause I don't think I'll make it out alive
You gotta help me make it alive,
Forgive me if I don't make it alive
I got no business being alive, alive, alive
Verse 2:
Riding in my tank, I might call an air strike
Some might say that's unsportsman-like
Sometimes I make mistakes, but there's nothing I can do
'cause you gotta kill them before they kill you
OK, so here we are, guarding this pipeline;
when this embed comes up, says he's with Nightline
He asks if were bringing 'em democracy,
I said "you want the answer with or without hypocrisy"
Chorus 2:
Salute us, prosecute us, or just take our guns and shoot us
Cause I don't think we're gonna make it alive
You gotta help us make it alive,
Forgive us if we don't make it alive
Everyday I wonder why we're alive, alive, alive
Bridge:
Out in the desert, the grains of sand fly,
each one's an enemy that wants me to die
We're bringing democracy & the freedom it allows,
but what good's a vote when they blow up your house?
Why do people always have to say
it's the Hand of God when things go their way?
There's a rocket comin' at you, looks like a direct hit,
and you can see God's fingerprints all over it.
Verse 3:
I'm a killing machine, I'm not supposed to feel, but if you
saw my nightmares, you'd swear they're real.
Those TV ads make it look like fun, but that
stops pretty quick when the blood starts to run
When your out on a patrol,
there are things you just can't control
Sometimes it's live, sometimes it's a dud,
you just pray you don't lose too much blood
After I was hit, I was tended by a nurse
She took me her arms, said it could'a been worse
Sometimes a blessing comes from a curse
Hope had a face just like hers
Chorus 3:
Salute me, prosecute me, but whatever you do, don't let them shoot me
Cause I'm gonna make it out alive
She helped me make it out alive,
We're gonna make it out alive, before we die
Gonna make it out alive, alive
Gonna make it out alive - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - What Did I Miss?
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Verse 1
I am Jawad Amir, I'm here to testify I spoke against Saddam, so he said I must die.
I fled to my parents, and after writing my will, I climbed into a wall near the window sill.
It's been 21 years living inside my wall, hoping for the day that Saddam would fall.
The US invaded and the Guard all ran; my legs are a little stiff, but here I am.
I'm feeling OK, but answer me this:
Chorus 1
What did I miss? Nothing much: People still get born, and then they get old,
while OJs' search for the killers has grown pretty cold.
What did I miss? Nothing much: Madonna, Brittany, Yanni, Cher, The Smiths, & The Cure,
Techno, Rap, New Age, & The Stones 'last' tour.
What did I miss? Nothing much: the Macarena, and Double Dutch,
Nothing much, nothing much, nothing much, nothing much.
Verse 2
You'd think that living in a wall is a curse, but it beats an Iraqi prison (or even worse).
I fixed it up with curtains and some building caulk; if my neighbors' couldn't see me, then no one could talk.
You'd think there's not much freedom with 2 1/2 feet, but I had my Koran and something to eat.
Some people call me the Ann Frank of Iraq; I'm just glad they didn't bomb my block.
I'm feeling OK, but answer me this:
Chorus 2
What did I miss? Nothing much: a few presidents, and maybe a pope, they fixed the Hubble telescope.
What did I miss? Nothing much: the Yankees won it 4 years in a row, but the subway series was a no-go.
What did I miss? Nothing much: they got these computers and gadgets and such,
Nothing much, nothing much, nothing much, nothing much.
Chorus 3
What did I miss? Much too much: some dissidents smashed, some Kurds were gassed.
What did I miss? Much too much: sorry to say some dear friends have passed.
What did I miss? Much too much: your little baby girl became a doctor last year.
What did I miss? Much too much: your best friend Ahmad has disappeared.
What did I miss? Much too much: they're just so many with whom we've lost touch.
It's just too much, it's just too much, it's much too much, it's much too much. - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - On & Off (I Wanna See You)
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Verse 1
I wanna free you like a hurricane frees the wind
I wanna lead you back before original sin
I wanna lift you beyond your purgatory
I'm gonna make you my bedtime story
Chorus 1
I want to see you with the lights on, with the lights off, when you wake up, when you lie down
I want to see you with your tears on, with your tears off, with a smiley face, or a big frown
I want to see you with your halo on, with your halo off, as a good girl or without a prayer
I want to see you on your best day on your worst night if you feel down, I don't care
Verse 2
I wanna need you like I never needed someone before
I wanna lead you where we've never ever been before
I've got you bad getting worse yet I can't refuse
I've never had a verse as poetic as you
Chorus 2
I want to see you with the lights on, with the lights off, as a brunette, as a carrot top
I want to see you with your halo on, with your halo off, in your high heels or your flip-flops
I'm gonna make you your own ring tone a sing-song, so when you call my phone I'm gonna meltdown
Chorus 3
I want to see you with your groove on with your groove off, put a move on, take a load off,
I want to see you put a show on, be a show off with your smile on with your smile off
I want to see you with the lights on, with the lights off, with your clothes on, with your clothes off - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - My So-Called Democracy
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Verse 1
Now the White House is making news videos,
just to make sure I know what to know,
about legislation that affects nation,
let 'em think for me, don't disturb my vegetation
Chorus 1
Cause I've got 500 channels of hi-def TV, in my so-called democracy
Dis-information in crystal clarity, in my so-called democracy
The rise of American idiocy, in my so-called democracy
Home of the neo-con consent factory, in my so-called democracy
Verse 2
Where the 4th estate is bought by the 2nd,
I'm sure this is just what The Framers had reckoned.
Where town hall meetings with the president
are screened for the right kind of sycophant
Chorus 2
And I've got justice for all who have enough money, in my so-called democracy
Unfair, unbalanced crazies on TV, in my so-called democracy
Don't look toward the FCC, in my so-called democracy
Dude, where's your accountability? in my so-called democracy
In my so-called democracy, In my so-called democracy
Brdige
If the White House needs to pay the press,
well, they're only looking out for my best.
And if rich folk are feeling oppressed
let's give 'em more tax breaks, cause that's what's best.
And if they need to draft us for their next conquest,
well, they're only looking out for our best.
Looking out for our best, can't you see just don't call it democracy
Chorus 3
Where the government spies on us domestically, in my so-called democracy
Hurricane recovery incompetency, in my so-called democracy
Let's give the bankers a raise & claim recovery; just don't call it democracy
Let's call it a corportate kleptocracy just don't call it democracy
In my so-called democracy, In my so-called democracy
In my so-called democracy, In my so-called democracy - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - Talkin' A Noose Too Far Blues
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Verse 1
We's behind the barn, after the dance
Mabel & me was enjoying our chance
When a pickup pulled up from out of the black
All these white hoods sittin' in the back
They said 'yous get in & make it quick'
With their shotguns aimed, my heart forgot to tick
Chorus 1
1 hood, 2 hood, 3 hood, 4
Leave my girl alone, what you need her for?
5 hood, 6 hood, 7 hood, 8
Quit your yakking, boy, your making us late
Verse 2
We were driven to the river to meet some folk
They were hangin' in the breeze from a big old oak
Poor Mabel & me didn't get the word
Some dumb fool stole Jackson's bird
Such a lotta fuss for a silly ol' hen
We used to mind their chill'un, I remember when
Chorus 2
1 hood, 2 hood, 3 hood, 4
Looks like I better sweep my killing floor
5 hood, 6 hood, 7 hood, 8
Seems my date with Lord won't wait
Verse 3
You complain you're work'in hard for a lousy check
Well, you don't know trouble 'til a rope's around your neck
But when they turned their backs at the thunder crack
I broke for the woods, and didn't look back
I caught a glimpse of Mabel as I ran by
She had a noose for a necklace and a river in her eyes
Chorus 3
1 sheet 2 sheet 3 sheet 4
That's a noose too far, I can't take it anymore
5 sheet 6 sheet 7 sheet 8
Lord, what kinda animals did you create?
Bridge
Daddy, why's a man gotta where a hood?
Let's just say he's up to no good
Daddy, why's a man gotta ride at night?
He hates hisself so much, he's trying to feel right
Daddy, why's a man hanging from a tree?
Why that's no man, that's an angel set free
Verse 4
You've heard about the devil and the deep blue sea
That's Sunday mornin' bisquits, compared to me
Mabel in the tree, swinging in the tree
Oh dear Lordy, how I wished it was me
Daddy, don't be sad, dry your tears
Mama forgives you, she wispered in my ears
Mama forgives you, she wispered in my ears
Chorus 4
1 hood, 2 hood, 3 hood, 4
The bible says to love your brother next door
5 hood, 6 hood, 7 hood, 8
How do you love your brother when there's so much hate?
How do you love when there's so much hate?
Dear Lord, how do you love when there's so much hate? - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - The Other Side Of Somehow
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Verse 1
The ink on the pink slip started bleeding in a drop of rain,
If I catch the drop before it hits the ground, maybe that'll hold off the pain
19 years on the assembly line, a line the bankers put to an end
The rumors said it was coming, but sometimes you need to pretend
Chorus 1
I'm on the other side of somehow, a place where ends don't meet
How come "Ten-Thousand CEOs Laid Off" is a headline we'll never see?
Verse 2
Betty, she took it well, at least that's what she showed
She said "by the way, I gave the bank all our money, was exactly what we owed"
They offered me a job at the new place, said we'll pay you to pack up & go
but at half the wages; and I don't speak the language, down there in Mexico
Chorus 2
I'm on the other side of somehow, where honest men are tempted to cheat
How come "Ten-Thousand CEOs Laid Off" is a headline we'll never see?
Bridge
I'm not an educated man, I work with my hands, but there's one thing that I know:
Big Business eats all the donuts, then leaves us with the holes
C'mon, give us a little justice, along with all the larceny
Then I'll know life was meant for living beyond its warranty
Verse 3
I had a funny dream last night, the CEOs were working for me
They were digging holes, then filling them in; they say that revenge is sweet
I handed them ten thousand pink slips; not a dime in severance pay
And now from my side of somehow, the vultures had become the prey
Chorus 3
I'm on the other side of somehow, where justice is blind to greed
How come "Ten-Thousand CEOs Laid Off" is a headline we'll never see?
How come "Ten-Thousand CEOs Laid Off" is a headline we'll never see? - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - No Ordinary Visionary
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Verse 1
I must confess I don't care if you take my advice
As long as you let me give it to you, that will suffice
I know I should stop right now, I know I'm paying friendships' price
You know I can't help it; it's both my virtue and my vice
Chorus 1
I'm no ordinary visionary, my hindsight's 20-20
I can tell you tomorrow what you did wrong today
I'm no ordinary visionary, if you read between my lines, you'll see
The advice I give to everone else is really meant for me
Verse 2
The more advice I give you the more you resent me
at the end of the day I turn all my friends against me
But the advice I give to you is helping me thru my blues
Isn't it ironic that my own tonic is helping me more than you
Chorus 2
If you meet no ordinary visionary let him talk til' he's blue in the face
Because he needs the ear of someone dear and the difference he sometimes makes
I'm a projector, a real dejector, I can really bring you down
My advice is like a life preserver the kind that lets you drown
Bridge
Let me save you so you can save me
Let me save you so you can save me
Verse 3
I just hate to see you screw things up so badly
It's not for nothing, it's cause I love you madly
Whoops, I didn't mean to say that to you just now
Love has a way of making you say these things anyhow
Chorus 3
I'm no ordinary visionary, my hindsight's 20-20
if you let me tomorrow I will love you today
I'm no ordinary visionary, if you read between my lines, you'll see
The advice I give to everone else is really meant for me
At the end of the day, my confidence sways like the bobble-headed man I am
But I hope you can find it in your heart to listen before you condemn
I'm no ordinary visionary.. I'm no ordinary visionary.. - Track Name: Shoot The Messenger - This Is Why Life Sucks
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Verse 1:
I'm not a ladys' man, my options are few
There's someone for everyone, too bad it wasn't you
Uptown: I bought a round
Midtown: we fooled around
Downtown: I fell in love
BringDown: you said let's be friends
Chorus:
It happens every time I start the mating waltz
The love arrow flies but Cupids' aim is false
He always misses her while my heart is struck
I'm Cupids' sitting duck
This is why life sucks; this is why life sux
Verse 2:
I'm not a ladys' man, that you can see,
There's someone for everyone, I hope that works for me
Uptown: you're in the arms of another
Midtown: we avoid each other
Downtown: I'm still in love
BringDown: we're still just 'friends'
Chorus:
It happens every time I start the mating waltz
The love arrow flies but Cupids' aim is false
He always misses her while my heart is struck
I'm Cupids' sitting duck
This is why life sucks; this is why life sux
Bridge:
was it true love or false hope? I can't tell I can't cope
my angel without wings moved on to better things
no grand love just a fling I was just her plaything
my greatest of fears: she's jerking my tears
Chorus:
It happens every time I start the mating waltz
The love arrow flies but Cupids' aim is false
He always misses her while my heart is struck
I'm Cupids' sitting duck
This is why life sucks; this is why life sux
