Petroleum Distillation
I've been having a hard time trying to justify
The clouds arising from the cars we drive
And a little too easy seems just a little too hard today
And I'm afraid my children are going to have to watch
the world
waste away
Been having a hard time trying to accept the fact
That paying money for four walls leaves the slavery
intact
And a little too easy seems just a little too hard today
And I'm afraid my children are going to have to watch
the world
slip away
I know, I know, I know, life has become slavery
Costs two dollars a minute and additional charges to
pray to god
today
See I've been looking for some guidance but the voice
on the phone
ain't got a damn thing to say
And a little too easy seems just a little too hard today
And I'm afraid my children are going to have to watch
the world
fade away
I was born a little too late to see the dream that they
called America
See I only want to be a Free man but it's against the law
to sleep on
the ground in Gods land
And a little too easy seems just a little bit insane
And I'm afraid I'm going to have to run for my life one of
these days
I know, I know, I know, life has become slavery
The ground is my body, it's been poisoned with lead and
junk food
and toxic waste
The sky is my mind it's been clouded with cigarettes and
fluorocarbons and petroleum distillates
The water's my heart, it's been broken with booze and
drugs and
shooting up paste
The sun is my spirit, it belongs to all of us, I guess we're
all one sick
race
And autonomy shall reward itself with freedom
And humility shall reward itself with peace
And the dissolution of possession and the integration of
humanity
Shall bring forth a sharing of our responsibility
For our lives and our earth

-I just thought I'd save someone else the trouble of pointing out my hypocrisy. I use cars to move musical equipment to shows. I use electricity, which is environmentally irresponsible, to make my music overly loud. Also, the record, cd or tape that you have purchased is made out of petroleum and the paper portions are made from trees. See I'm too untrusting and attached to do what I know I should do. But I swear after a few more years of this I'm going to play acoustically, walk or bike to shows and cease releasing recorded music.

Separation 1
And if I turn away, maybe I'm just too afraid to let you
into my life
Let you into my heart, maybe I think you won't like
what it is you
find
And if I run away, maybe I'm just too afraid to let you
into my life
Let you into my heart, maybe I think you won't like
what it is you
find
And if I leave today my intention is not to be away
And I know the only worthy act is union
I'm not seeking distance, only somewhere where I feel 
safe
I know the walls between us are the illusion, so I say
The separation between you and I is just an illusion
baby
Cause my eyes can't see what your mind thinks about
what it is my
heart is feeling
And your ears can't hear my mind is screaming, want
to let it all out
but I just drown in doubt, And I want you
I had a dream about such a sweet young girl, but now
she seems so
far away
Had a dream we would be together forever, but now it
seems so far away
And now she seems so far away, because nothing
lasts forever
And sometimes dreams seem to fade, because
nothing lasts forever
Sometimes I think tomorrow will be much worse
Sometimes I think that I should just give up today
I had a dream about justice in our world, but now it
seems so far away
Had a dream about peace on earth, but now it seems
so far away
And now it seems so far away, cause nothing lasts
forever
Sometimes I think tomorrow will be much worse
Sometimes I think that I should just give up today
Never give up
Cause dreams are what make the world go round

- I was going to write some kind of disclaimer about songs regarding women, something about sincerity and honesty being different things to different people, or maybe about societal conditioning's damage to human health by invalidation any expression that touches on the emotional, or maybe even the possibility that a person might not possess anything to give to a loved one but a simple piece of music: but never mind. I guess it makes more sense to publish criticisms of other peoples creativity.

Communication
Where have all the good times gone, when we
were together, and life was fun
I wanted to give you the Moon and the Sun, and
share my life with someone
I didn't want to change your life, I just wanted
affection, not a wife
I didn't want to steal your individuality, and it wasn't
just about sexuality
I used to think of your smile to myself
But now my life's a guessing game
Communications, broken down, Communications,
broken down
My head is spinning round+round you pick me up
then push me right back down
I just wish things could be the same, I know they 
can't go on this way
Sitting here on my birthday, wondering what can I
do or say
To bring your friendship back my way, A million
times I want to say
If you didn't feel so far away: I'd be picking flowers
for you again today
But if you leave me in the dark today: I'll just have
to be on my way
Hoping, you'll follow, my trail of tears, to work
things out someway
         

Perfection
The brain tends to divide between what's yours
and what is mine
And what it believes to be wrong and right
The brain does not seem to know that we all share
the same home
And existence is a fact it's not a right
The land is the land, the sky is the sky, the water
belongs to all of us
And I can find no reason to mutilate our mother
with fences and borders
And obsessive thinking, of proving our individuality
Yeah, so what can you do when your fellow man,
criminalizes your plan
For getting by, and the presence of your body
means you've acted
Irresponsibly, and you've failed to be born
before all the world was taken
Yeah, and you got nowhere to call home, on a
globe, 22,000 miles around
And gravity breeds illegality cause it'll always
bring you down
On someone else's piece of ground
The brain seems to think with enough
manipulation
The brain could be master of the sea, the land,
the sky
The poor little brain could not seem to realize
That no measure of intelligence could ever
improve upon
The land is the land, the sky is the sky, the
water belongs to all of us
And I can find no reason to mutilate our mother
with fences and borders
And obsessive thinking, of proving our
individuality
Yeah, we can put a man on the moon, but that
won't help us
When the ground's too poisoned and there ain't 
water enough
Left to grow our food
And rhinoplasty and transplanted hair will keep
us sexy
As we slowly die from poisons in the air we
breathe
Yeah, we can build a town in half a day, blow
each other all away
Go home latter on that day, watch it all on the
evening news
Despite our age of information, It won't help us
without wisdom
And all our ingenuity, has only brought us to the 
brink of Annihilation
Technology cannot replace responsibility
And 55(m.p.h.) don't justify our own poisoning
And progress seems like backwards lies, cause
we all started off with paradise
So leave your mark on our world by leaving no
mark at all(moreno)
Maybe it's security Maybe it's simple amibition
Maybe it's insanity Maybe it's just good old tradition

- When the Europeans came to North America, they brought with them the concept of private property. Not to mention the genocidal removing and terrorizing of indigenous peoples, the idea of private property set up a situation where eventually all of the land would be owned. From that point on every child born has no chance of living free. When existence necessitates compliance with the extortive relationship between "landlord" and "tenant", people can no longer live and work towards their own goals and dreams. But rather towards the aversion of eviction and starvation. There are commonly more abandoned housing units in our cities than there are homeless. Anything less than complete handing over of said housing is just more examples of the "work for $4.25/hr. or suffer the elements, the police and basically the condemnation of our entire society."

No Problems
No problems or worries in my life, Just smooth
sailing in my sights
But as soon as I turn my back, Everything just falls apart
I try to take these things in stride, But my hurt
feelings I just can't hide
I'm not the one to lay down and die, But I'm not
afraid to cry
I can't let these things get me down
Gotta let it go and get my feet back on the
ground
In time things will always turn around
It still hurts and I feel so betrayed
But I know with time, it all just fades away
Just have to remember, tomorrows another day
Look to the future for the calm after the storm
Looking for tomorrow and the new love that it holds


Lookin' For Trouble
Every since you've been gone, my tired mind
runs on and on
Through my memories of being with you
I got to wonder why my love grows stronger, as
these lonely nights
Grow Longer, And the pain of missin' your sweet
love just won't last
Another day, come and gone, another shot
won't do any harm
But the love I need to hold me can't be fixed
I hope that someday you'll be the one
you'll be the Rain and you'll be the Sunshine
But sometimes I'm afraid, it's all in my mind
Babe we let our time run out, missin' you really
gets me down
Never through I'd fall for you so hard
But now I'm left with this emptiness
Once so hopeful, lost and lonely again
Gotta find that feelin' I had when I was by your 
side
Cause you gave me everything, everything my
heart desired
And I got to find a way back to you
I hope that someday you'll be the one
You'll be the Rain and you'll be the Sunshine
But sometimes I'm afraid, it's all in my mind

Separation 2 (same as
Separation 1)

Fation
Yeah baby you and me, we're the perfect match
Maybe we could (Ab)use our sexuality, to justify
being attached
Yeah we're perfect for each other, cause someone
needs to care for me
And you need a reason for living, and baby that's
me
And you seem to need a man, to retain an identity
And we need each other, cause otherwise we'll die
so obviously
Together in crippled bliss, we can perpetuate our
insanity
See mom and dad taught us, what we need to find
in a mate
Find a man with power, find a woman with beauty
In our social sect, we call the punk rock scene
This means the man with the most popular, the
woman that looks straight
out of fashion magazines
See I'm afraid I'll die, if someone don't provide for
me
And you seem to need a man, to retain an identity
And we need each other, cause otherwise we'll die
so obviously
Together in crippled bliss, we can perpetuate our
insanity
I found out the truth today
I found self-sufficiency inside a human being
I found my real savior today
And my saviors name is me


End of the Century
Sometimes I just want to Fly, Sometimes I just
want to Die
Life is so full of dichotomy, It's so plain to see
The only sane choice is insanity
Welcome to the land of plenty, We are all so busy
In our quest for permanence, we lose sight of the relative
unimportance, of our conquest to see who can
produce the most trash
Before you Die
Welcome to the end of the century, Life is so easy
Wouldn't it be nice, if we could find a compromise,
between technology
And the well being of the Earth that grants us
every goddamed thing we need
You can't see the sun rise
When the buildings have grown too tall to see the
skies
And the smog is too thick to be pierced by your eyes
You can't feel the rain come down
When you're locked in a box, nailed to the ground
And the muffled cries for help are the only sound


Domination=Destruction
Yesterday don't seem so far away.  When I'm
dreamin' about cha
Tomorrows sun used to shine so bright, When
you were mine
Sometimes I don't want to live, Another day
without you
So I keep on trying to find, My way back home
But this road just leads on back, To where we
started
So I'd better be on my way now, So I'd better be
on my way now
I want to be the one you dream about, I want to
be your everything
My certainty will never, never die; You're the only
one for me
We must not forget the children that will follow
The same road that we have paved
Our greed has crippled our willingness to love
Once a caring man must be shot down
We have all built a culture, Where all is wasted,
and nothing is saved
Teach them that our domination meant our own
destruction
Teach them not to be deceived when given
choices that confirm this greed
Together we can overcome this poisoned culture,
And start again
No one should have to struggle to live their lives
If we are all created Free Men
Our self authoritative misguided rule gives us the
right to remain silent
And warns us that anything we say or do can and
will be used against us
My hands are tied now, I cannot be silent in the
face of the man
That denies me, the right to be free
Fuck You

- The words to this song were written by Jack prior to his departure. It was originally two different songs, until I got to it. More importantly, we all seem to live within a framework of expected rights which are legislatively created. This means a small group of people are given the power, by all of us, to decide what a human being can and can't do. To me the presence, or lack thereof, of a legal right to exist as one chooses is totally irrelevant. The ability of humans to choose is a fact. Our allegedly superior constitutional privileges are reluctantly given to us, as we are coerced into believing that they are an expression of our governments moral righteousness. The attempt to forcibly conform another being to one's own world view is absolutely insane and indicative of a severe lack of confidence in that view in the first place. Anyway, in our age of watching the happenings on our planet on T.V., rather than participating, it appears to me that everyone is waiting for someone else to start the "revolution", or take responsibility for their own lives and communities or whatever you want to call it. Someone else is You. And Bobby Sands was someone just like you.

End of the Summer
It's the end of the summer, come to the time when we have
to say good-bye
But only for awhile, we'll have time to reflect,
Maybe look into each others eyes
Maybe it seems just a little harsh now but
When it's all over we'll have another
Summer holding hands and staring at the moon light
So when I'm alone I'll dream of the summer you and I,
Had with not much else except for each other
And I'll dream about you, and the day that we can be
together, for
Another summer holding hands and starting at the moon
light
Seemed like no one could tear us apart
But I can see and it's fairly obvious now
Maybe it seems just a little harsh now but
When it's all over we'll have another
Summer holding hands and staring at the moon light
So when I'm alone I'll dream of the summer you and I,
Had with not much else except for each other
It is a test, to see how strong our love is for each other
And if there ever comes a day, when you should turn and
walk away
Then I'll say I love you anyway


Sweet Distraction
Sweet distraction, I wasn't looking for you
I was chasin' down a rainbow, but I must have had my eyes
closed
Cause you were everything that I dreamed of, just raining
down on me
My rainy day fantasy, you're just a reflection of the sunshine
But once I blinked and I missed her, cause she's headed
back to the grind
Don't you know success in this world is prostitution, stupid
pride
And I got a lot of better things to do, than worry about
tomorrow
Cause I can't just lay my dreams down by my side
Cause it's such a long road to walk all alone
And if I fall you know I'm gonna get up
And wait for the next time the sun comes shinin' through
And paints my rainy day with your smile
So come on and rain down on me, and I'll give you
anything I got to give
If you'll paint my shattered dreams, and show me some
way out
Help me leave these lonely, lonely days behind