Lyrics:
Christopher's lily
Silver dollar eucalyptus
White african iris
Katie's charm ruellia
Variegated shell ginger
Florida coontie
Datura
Ming fern
Sword fern
Dianella
Walking iris
Chocolate cherries allamanda
Awabuki viburnum
Is there room in my heart
For you to follow your heart
And not need more blood
From the tip of your star
Walking iris
Chocolate cherries allamanda
Awabuki viburnun
Natal plum
Black magic ti
Mexican bush sage
Gumbo limbo
Golden shrimp
Belize shrimp
Senna
Weeping sabicu
Golden shower tree
Golden trumpet tree
Bird of paradise
Come in
Vaiegated shell ginger
Datura
Ionicera
Red velvet costus
Xanadu philodendron
Snow queen hibiscus
Frangipani
Bleeding heart
Persian shield
Cat's whiskers
Royal palm
Sweet slyssum
Petting bamboo
Orange jasmine
Clitoria blue pea
Downy jasmine
Datura
Frangipani
Dividing Canaan
Piece by piece
O let me see
Dividing Canaan
And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying, "Come and see"
And I saw
And behold, a white horse
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names
An' he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down
When the man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singin'
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum
Voices callin', voices cryin'
Some are born an' some are dyin'
It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise men will bow down before the throne
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the man comes around
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singin'
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum
Voices callin', voices cryin'
Some are born an' some are dyin'
It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundredweight and penny pound
When the man comes around
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked and behold: a pale horse
And his name, that sat on him, was Death
And Hell followed with him
"And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying,
'Come and see.' and I saw, and behold a white horse"
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reachin' down
When the man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter's ground?
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singin'
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum
Voices callin', voices cryin'
Some are born and some are dyin'
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singin'
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum
Voices callin', voices cryin'
Some are born and some are dyin'
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees
It's hard for thee to kick against the prick
In measured hundredweight and penny pound
When the man comes around
"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked, and behold a pale horse
And his name that sat on him was death, and hell followed with him"
(Nothing goes on forever
No-no-no- nothing goes on forever, uh)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, uh
It takes a little bit of practice
It's a fight on a day to day basis
Everybody switching up faces
Ever since we learned to tie laces
Walk on the grass with your bare feet
Feel it in the air that revenge is sweet
Those demons got nothing on me
Not even those claws yeah I cut the strings
Never been a fan of puppetry now life is a pink like a trumpet tree
My minds at peace so I stay buzzing like a hundred bees
Like a hundred mes
My angel's halo kinda dusty
Time to say hello, wakey wakey
It's a long road get a good pair of shoes
On your way to the top get a good parachute, yeah
If I was a witch in San Francisco
I would love to vanquish demons from below
I'd play them like a switch or a casino
You can't fuck with my shield I'm a real hero (If I)
If I was a witch in San Francisco
I would love to vanquish demons from below
I'd play them like a switch or a casino
You can't fuck with my shield I'm a real hero
Now,
Back on the field
Back in the ring
Back on the ground where they tried to kill me
Got rid of the shame
Rid of the blame
Rid of the dirt that they threw on my name, yeah
Ugly, wrong or insane
I am none of these three things my man
Swear to God I'mma turn these ten
Into a million fans, my plan
Set you free get a little peace
You gotta feel it to believe
You can leave it, you'll still receive
But you gotta conceive to achieve, and
What goes up has got to fall
But I'mma sing on my way down
And no I ain't worried at all
I'll see heaven when I touch the ground
If I was a witch in San Francisco
I would love to vanquish demons from below
I'd play them like a switch or a casino
You can't fuck with my shield I'm a real hero (If I)
If I was a witch in San Francisco
I would love to vanquish demons from below
I'd play them like a switch or a casino
You can't fuck with my shield I'm a real hero
If I was a witch in San Francisco
If I was a witch in San Francisco
If I was a witch in San Francisco
I would love to vanquish demons from below
I'd play them like a switch or a casino
You can't fuck with my shield I'm a real hero (If I)
If I was a witch in San Francisco
I would love to vanquish demons from below
I'd play them like a switch or a casino
You can't fuck with my shield I'm a real hero
"And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying,
'Come and see.' and I saw, and behold a white horse"
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reachin' down
When the man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter's ground?
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singin'
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum
Voices callin', voices cryin'
Some are born and some are dyin'
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singin'
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum
Voices callin', voices cryin'
Some are born and some are dyin'
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees
It's hard for thee to kick against the prick
In measured hundredweight and penny pound
When the man comes around
"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked, and behold a pale horse
And his name that sat on him was death, and hell followed with him"
Slow down, don't fuck with my high
I want to be left alone here with my monsters, and
Say, now it's time to ride
To see lovely girls and to not put the moves on them
Praise now the baby genius
She skips in the shade of the lonely sour apple tree
While she snaps on her gum
Her gleaming teeth bared and the shine that she shows to me
All of your ill-gotten gains
That you have whipped up to a rich foamy lather, girl;
Nameless gnaw of my pains
Like 300 trumpets and just one is out of tune.
One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day they led Him up Calvary's mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now is ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my Beloved One bringing
My Savior Jesus is mine
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
Glorious day
Oh glorious day
Opening Introduction (Spoken part)
And I heard as it were the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying 'Come and see', and I saw
And behold a white horse
Song
There's a man going around taking names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down
When the man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the man comes around
[Chorus]
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
'Til Armageddon no shalom, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise men will bow down before the throne
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the man comes around
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the man comes around
[Chorus]
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound
When the man comes around
Close (Spoken part)
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked and behold, a pale horse
And it's name it said on him was Death
And Hell followed with him.
One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day they led Him up Calvary's mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now is ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my Beloved One bringing
My Savior Jesus is mine
Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
Glorious day
Oh glorious day
That old tree is the first that I climbed
I skinned my knee when I jumped down
That old tree held all the treasures that I found
In a hollow near the ground
That old tree swung me high in the air
On a swing my daddy made
That old tree waved our American flag
We were proud everyday
Winter spring summer fall
That old tree it's seen it all
Its roots grow deep
It did not bend
Stood the test of time
Against all wind
It's not just Mother, Mother Nature's friend
That old tree
That old tree was marked with my first love
Names carved inside a heart
That old tree was my secret hiding place
Strung with lights in the dark
That old tree took a blow from my boot
When I got mad at Tommy Jones
That old tree held a nest a bluebird made
Babies born grown up and flown
Winter spring summer fall
That old tree it's seen it all
Its roots grow deep
It did not bend
Stood the test of time
Against all wind
It's not just Mother, Mother Nature's friend
That old tree
That old tree will grow old like me
Turn to dust in the ground
That old tree it will rise up again
New life when the trumpet sounds
That old tree
So walk to the edges of a dying kingdom
There's one more summer just around the bend
The amber in your smile is brave and winsome
For though your highway has no end, it never ends
There is still the sky
The windy cliff
And the sea below it
I'd take an angel's ram horn trumpet
And I'd blow it
I'd blow it.
So walk to the edges of a dying kingdom
There's one more summer just around the bend
The amber in your smile is brave and winsome
For though your highway has no end, it never ends
There is still the sky
The windy cliff
And the sea below it
I'd take an angel's ram horn trumpet
And I'd blow it
I'd blow it.
© 1970, 1971 Chandos Music (ASCAP)
[Intro]
Static on the line, December twenty-fourth
Piano keys like falling snow, memories drift north
[Verse 1]
Old man winter's calling, cancer in his bones
Ten years of radio silence through disconnected phones
Remember '82, that plastic trumpet under the tree
While you were God knows where, living wild and free
Jazz records spinning tales of what we could've been
Your genetic gift of rhythm, wrapped in original sin
[Chorus]
Midnight's apology, too damn late to heal
These Christmas Eve confessions, tell me, are they real?
The poor son of a humble chimney sweep
Fell to a cheap crowd
So stay asleep and put on that cursive type
You know we live in a toy
You know that Paul Cates
Bought himself a trumpet from the Salvation Army
But there ain't no sunshine in his song
We must reinvent love
Reinvent love
Reinvent love
He took the days for pageant
And became as mad as rabbits
With bushels of bad habits
Who could ask for anymore?
The poor son of a humble chimney sweep
Fell to a cheap crowd
So stay asleep and put on that cursive type
You know we live in a toy
You know that Paul Cates
Bought himself a trumpet from the Salvation Army
But there ain't no sunshine in his song
We must reinvent love
Reinvent love
Reinvent love
He took the days for pageant
And became as mad as rabbits
With bushels of bad habits
Who could ask for anymore?
Now tales Prince Rupert's peacock brings
Of walls and trumpets thousand fold
Prophets chained for burning masks
And reels of dreams unrolled . . .
Farewell the temple master's bells
His kiosk and his black worm seed
Courtship solely of his word
With Eden guaranteed
For now Prince Rupert's tears of glass
Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed
Scar the sacred tablet wax
On which the Lizards feed
Wake your reason's hollow vote
Wear your blizzard season coat
Burn a bridge and burn a boat
Stake a Lizard by the throat
Go Polonius or kneel
The reapers name their harvest dawn
All your tarnished devil's spoons
Will rust beneath our corn
Now bears Prince Rupert's garden roam
Across his rain tree shaded lawn
Lizard bones become the clay
And there a swan is born
Wake your reason's hollow vote
Wear your blizzard season coat
Burn a bridge and burn a boat
Stake a Lizard by the throat
Gone soon Piepowder's moss-weed court
Round which upholstered Lizards sold
Visions to their leaden flock
Of rainbows' ends and gold
Now tales Prince Rupert's peacock brings
Of walls and trumpets thousand fold
Prophets chained for burning masks
And reels of dreams unrolled
Night enfolds her cloak of holes
Around the river meadow
Old moon-light stalks by broken ploughs
Hides spokeless wheels in shadow
Sentries lean on thorn wood spears
Blow on their hands, stare eastwards
Burnt with dream and taut with fear
Dawn's misty shawl upon them
Three hills apart great armies stir
Spit oath and curse as day breaks
Forming lines of horse and steel
By even yards march forward
Oh Daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Daniel saw the stone that came rolling through Babylon
Daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Well, meet me, Jesus, meet me
Meet me in the middle of the air
'Cause now if these wings should fail me
Lord, I want to hitch on another pair
Oh Jesus was the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Jesus was the stone that came rolling through Babylon
Jesus was the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Oh, well the tree it was bending
Up in the heavenly land
Well, my God spoke unto the Holy Ghost
He said, "Come on and let's make man"
I'm looking for the stone that was hewed out the mountain
I'm looking for the stone that came rolling through Babylon
I'm looking for the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Well, now, early in the morning the trumpet's gonna sound
The dead and Christ is gonna rise
Well, if you ain't got good religion
Lord, then hell you'll open your eyes
I found that stone that was hewed out the mountain
I found the stone that came rolling through Babylon
I found the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Well, I saw a weary traveler
He was walking on down the road
Well, I saw him later that evening
He was walking on down that road
"walk, walk, walk..."
One season I was born
fell down like an acorn
I am the only tree
and everybody leaves
I've got to get away from you
Bud growing up at me
resentful face I see
a harsh light seems to damn you
is it because I am you?
Dark clouds gather in the afternoon
Come together just to cry
Seagulls struggling against the wind
Falling out of the sky
Grandma's gathering aluminum cans
In a rusty shopping cart
Born-againers get their lives together
While the whole world's falling apart
Open up your eyes
It's happening all around you
If it hasn't found you
Well you know it's just a matter of time
Surprise surprise
What do you think the world owes you
It's not the way it's supposed to go
Well you know it's just a matter of time
Songbird sitting in a tree house
With a trumpet to her lips
I'm laying on my back in the tall green grass
Staring up at the eclipse
Whispers lurking in the alley behind
Where the children where no shoes
Call girls and corner kids hustling
Saying what do you got to lose
Open up your eyes
It's happening all around you
If it hasn't found you
Well you know it's just a matter of time
Its just a matter of
Surprise surprise
What do you think the world owes you?
Not taping like I want you to be
I said take advantage, I'm tied to a tree
I wonder the trumpets, I wonder the bee
I might wakey-wake if you're bringing me
Breakfast in bed, you find that I'm dead
If you want this tree, you'll go right through me
Go right through me, see what you see
Take what you want, I have all that you need
Goddamn, the guns and the pigs and the greed
So how can I show you I'm not just some hippie?
Ring around the rosy
A pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down
Ring around the rosy
A pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down
Fishies in the water
Fishies in the sea
We all jump up with a one, two, three
Bunnies in the backyard
Eating all the carrots
Thunder, lightning, hop, hop, hop
Elephants in the tall grass
Swinging their long trunks
Trumpet, trumpet
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Monkeys in the jungle
Playing in the branches
Swinging, swinging
Tree to tree
Ring around the rosy
A pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down
Fishies in the water
Fishies in the sea
We all jump up with a one, two, three
Bunnies in the backyard
Eating all the carrots
Thunder, lightning, hop, hop, hop
Elephants in the tall grass
Swinging their long trunks
Trumpet, trumpet
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Monkeys in the jungle
Playing in the branches
Swinging, swinging
Tree to tree
Ring around the rosy
A pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down
Bring out your junk and we'll give it a home
A broken trumpet or a telephone
Ah, come on, ah, come on, ah, come on
Come on and give it to me
Yeah
Ah, come on, ah, come on, ah, come on
Come on and give it to me
Oh, rag and bone
Rag and bone
Ah, come on, ah, come on, ah, come on
Come on and give it to me
All of your pretty
Your pretty little rags and bones
Well, man, look at all this, you don't want it?
Oh, shame is a prison as cruel as a grave
Shame is a robber and he's come to take my name
Oh, love is my redeemer
Lifting me up from the ground
Love is the power when my freedom song is found
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
When I hear that trumpet sound
I'm gonna rise up outta the ground
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, fear is a liar with a smooth and velvet tongue
Fear is a tyrant
He's always telling me to run
Oh, love is a resurrection and love is a trumpet sound
Love is my weapon
I'm gonna take my giants down
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
And when I hear that trumpet sound
I'm gonna rise up outta the ground
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
Oh, there was a battle
A war between death and life
And there on a tree
The Lamb of God was crucified
And He went on down to hell
He took back every key
He rose up as a lion and He set all captives free
There ain't no grave
Could hold His body down
There ain't no grave
Could hold His body down
When He heard the trumpet sound
He rose up outta the ground
There ain't no grave
Could hold His body down
There ain't no grave
Could hold His body down
There ain't no grave
Could hold my body down
There ain't no grave
Could hold my body down
Oh, if you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
Gonna sing about it, yeah
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
I'm gonna meet Jesus
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
Oh, if you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
If you walked out of the grave, I'm walking too
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
And when I hear that trumpet sound
I'm gonna rise up outta the ground
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
There ain't no grave
Gonna hold my body down
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