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The great Gaels of Ireland
The race that God made mad
For all their wars are merry
And all their songs are sad

words remembered by John A. Roche
the eye
Pressed against the telescope of dreams
Sees two stars
Two stars, two white hot lines on a firey white
Spinning madly on lines defined
By each
Where the great ones tremble
In their snow-white shrouds
Waiting underground

If you seek the kingdom come, come along
Waiting by the ridge there'll
There'll be a great gathering in the sky when all of God's children get home
We'll join the happy millions as they sing there around the great white
part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope 
It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope 

Conclusions you drew proportions you blew 
Lost son
it's a line that I wouldn't have bought

Look at me
I'm the great white hope
Can't you see
I'm up against the ropes
Don't you know
It's so hard
believing
Peace of mind is worth any chore

Great dreams and laid schemes
Just blown down by high winds
And strong signs from old forces
Wild dogs run
so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
all so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
all so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
sing with pride
Let the white men die

Great spirit, thunder birds fly
We are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky
Spirit horse ride for me
happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
There'll be a great gathering in the sky when all of God's children get home
We'll join the happy millions as they sing there around the great white
Ching a chong ching ching

Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling

Great white hunter
He shoot gun gun
We always wear a great big smile we never do look sour
Travel all over the country playing by the hour
Take me back to Tulsa...
again?
Fate or chance

A beauty
In uncertainty
We fought them
On great white sand

Our shadows reframed memories
We want only to live
Only
butterfly
I want to ride in a great bronze butterfly
I want to see the sun descend in a great big blue Arabian sky

I want to go where white men never go
Till I see my name stone
Blessed are the dead

A white horse on the bowels of death
A red war horse to end all wars
A pale horse in pastilets led by
a great white hope
Do you give up things that you love?
And the pressure's building 'til it takes you whole
Can you go back on your own word?

All
Guess who's living here with the great undead
This paint by numbers life is fucking with my head, once again

Life is good
And I feel great
'Cause mother
Before I sputter out

Guess who's living here
With the great undead
This paint by numbers life is messing
With my head, once again, once again

Life
living here with the great undead
This paint by numbers life is fucking with my head, once again

Life is good
And I feel great
'cause mother says I
down on your knees  time for cake and sodomy 
White trash get down on your knees  time for cake and sodomy 

VCR's and vaseline, tv-fucked by plastic
Now lies silent and almost sleeping
The brain must have gone away
Strapped securely to the white table
Ether caused the body to wither and writhe
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my