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Ideas At A Strange Hour

by Easy Steve Reed

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1.
One By One 03:38
The general's army came in threes and fours The rebel army fell one by one The general cried as he warmed up their guns Let them come, let them come One by one, let them come Well I guess that night we could have called it a day Because to go outside was to sign our own lives away In all truth, yeah we now have the vice But if all my good comes with bad I will take it twice And in the end there was fighting in the road The one sniff of blood they need to tear to the bone Well through soldier's eyes we see enemies But they look the same, so what do we really see? Men in blue or suits and ties Either way we will never forget that night
2.
Hotel Kigali 02:49
Endless conflict all the weakened suffer Apathetic, dims the fire in their eyes Hidden councils govern writhing borders Early warnings for another genocide Never history forget Rwanda The world stood idle letting murderers decide Foreign interest stirs a nest of hornets The vulnerable stung the hardest every time Romeo oh Romeo bore witness to the world Armed with just a mandate to defend it on his own Like a lion on a leash held restrained by a mouse As the devil turned the land into a charnel house Blood red memories, the horrors that you've seen Post card holidays in Hotel Kigali I get a shiver up my spine each time I think Of the million specters left to linger on the brink Paul oh Paul do you carry the torch of genocide? Surely not forgotten yet the tears your people cried I will believe it if it's vengeance that you seek Never served will it be, targeting the meek The guns that one your war if loaded long enough Are going to fire back at you when they do go off Romeo oh Romeo we need more men like you Humanity that no machete can cut through Endless conflict all the weakened suffer Apathetic, dims the fire in their eyes Hidden councils fuck with writhing borders Deaf to the warnings, ignorant of genocide Never history forget Rwanda The world stood idle letting little children die Foreign interest stirs a nest of hornets The vulnerable are stung the hardest every time
3.
We don't have any money, we don't have much time Although we keep on telling ourselves things are fine And if we have to worry, that is no good My only fear is worry, is that understood? Trying to make it through the Autumn Without a working teleporter Too much time sitting in that room Simply working on our bad attitudes And so we entered colosseums Faced off with hordes of angry demons Packed up like a tight little cube It all went up in smoke and then was gone Three came down with the sunlight Postcards, metaphors of fun We blended in with the wildlife Hoping to catch a glimpse at one They blazed like hay in a bonfire Well made children of the sun But they faded into the quagmire Unaccustomed to the guns And if that gives your heart a tremor Face off with your mental dilemma Head-butt a wall or two Maybe you'll call yourself a fighter Now get yourself a true opponent Get them to punch and kick and beat you Pray that it conditions you To take a punch and maybe you'll survive In the Spring of Ozymandias Do you believe he really triumphed When all that's left behind is ruin That all imploded with a bang and a boom And all we hear is news of violence Too few stories of benevolence What else is a poor boy to do? But try to make it through this world alive We don't have any money, we don't have much time Although we keep on telling ourselves things are fine And if we have to worry, that is no good My only fear is worry, is that understood?
4.
Valerie Rose 03:34
The first time I saw Valerie she seemed well out of my league Her darkness kept me at bay afraid of the mystery Downtrodden, brokenhearted that's when the trouble started Softly she beckons to me I've been seduced by Valerie Val was life of the party, big thrills, a little naughty Chanting her mantra, remember the good times She's just my summer fling, I can leave any time A well placed cruel comment, portent of storms coming Trapped within courtship, so desperate and fool-hardy Icy tear drops, they well up in her eyes Cascade down translucent lids, there chrystalise This spark between us burns up and liquefies Yeah yeah It's now too late to work it out This heart's so far past breaking Shout over words that call me out Valerie Rose has a hold on me Her kiss cause shakes and fits, scream like a lunatic Naked and in a rage Val left me alone now My head is aching from all of the holes in the wall Revved up and strung-out, tanked up yet blacked out Caught up and left out, so desperate and fool-hardy Hot burning anger smokes in my sweat-stream Flows out of vacuous pores, sheds off her skin Self-immolation guts, caves my head in yeah Yeah yeah It's now too late to work it out This heart's so far past breaking Shout over words that call me out Valerie Rose has a hold on me The last time I saw Valerie She left me down on my knees Defeated, confused and fey Shot down by hyper-misery Downtrodden, brokenhearted Can't remember how it started Softly she digs me my grave I've been seduced by Valerie
5.
Meditating on life's problems and solutions for too long can leave a person quite insane So why am I awake, 4am on a Tuesday Trying to sort out all these issues in my brain Could it be that we have reached our limitations I'm starting to think everyone looks the same Fit to burst with all this useless information When I leave this world at least I'll leave a stain Words trickle down in ripples, sleep comes to me in waves Ideas come in a strange hour, kind fate if still awake Whipped so hard and fast like pistol cat-o-nine tails Little fingernails tear flesh right off the bone Angry silence and blank stares gives me an idea Staying with it to appear as hard as stone Come again but this time don't bring so much pressure I get the bends every time you go away Eighteen years ago I got a ticket number I've been waiting since, near time I had my say Tunes run from me in rivers, the right words on rare days Ideas come in a strange mood, cruel fate to be this way Words trickle down in ripples, sleep comes to me in waves Ideas come in a strange mood, cruel fate to be this way
6.
They came in the night armed with guns and machetes High as the sky, young boys, men before their time They crawled through the jungle like army ants on carrion Committing unspeakable acts and though we cry she'll always Sing, clap and dance Sing, clap and dance Liberians united for reconciliation and democracy to stay Charles Taylor's hand They charged down from Nimba into Montserado In Monrovia they fired their mortars into civilian camps Sing, clap and dance Sing, clap and dance Singing and clapping, clapping and dancing Sing, clap and dance They forced her to the ground while two men had her daughter Pointed guns held her down with her husband by her side They forced her to watch him as they cut off his head And when she cried out they screamed "Sing, clap and dance." So that's what she did as they finished their crimes And to this day she is a broken woman That's how we saw her in that refugee camp And still she did (and will forever) Sing, clap and dance Sing, clap and dance Singing and clapping, clapping and dancing Sing, clap and dance Sing, clap and dance Sing, clap and dance
7.
Gettalong 04:34
Do you know what time it happened? Cigarette smoke and beer stained jackets Oh how long can you keep having fun forever it seems when you're twenty-one A trip, a hit, a toke for freedom But will it end when your brain is bleeding Oh look at all those pretty things you itch and scratch, there's bugs beneath your skin Calling my so-called friends who can only lend me attitude You will get what's coming to you Calling all my real friends who still believe and speak the truth Don't listen to a word they say You'll inherit the world someday Accommodating the evil agents Lying back like a dying patient Oh is this what they teach in school? Exploitation is the golden rule Live in fear of a final recall A cataract to the outside world Obeying all the prophecies God and Devil thought up in the trees Calling my so-called friends who can only lend me attitude You will get what's coming to you Calling all my real friends who still believe and speak the truth Don't listen to a word they say You'll inherit the world someday The hills have eyes so watch your behavior The hills have ears so watch what you're saying The river-mouth you know will be talking The hills tell lies so watch what you're listening to Let's get along
8.
Hey Dost, do you know what's right? Do you know what's right? Do you know what's right? Shah Shuja never put the fight to the English side so he paid the price Galbuddin rode into Kabul on a fine old horse it was a Charlie-horse The U.S. only learnt the risks like the soviets did it took them fifteen years In the elegy of time we will just seem like a weekend's span But will we ever look beyond the modern days of the common man All the blights on our past are destined to repeat again If we never ever look beyond the common ways of the modern man Hey academic did you know that when you'd come back home you'd see a puppet show And no say would you get, no way, all the foreign aid funded zealot crusade Najibullah danced the kozachok but he found it tough with his legs cut off Ashraf Ghani should beware, I don't think they care for that country-rock in Kandahar In the elegy of time we will just seem like a weekend's span But will we ever look beyond the modern days of the common man All the blights on our past are destined to repeat again If we never ever look beyond the common ways of the modern man Hey television did you tell of the overseas hell, of the refugee hell Does news tell of any abuse or where it lays its roots so many to accuse No coverage given to the fact the initial attack it was a government backed Hey Dost do you know what's right? I think you know what's right Yeah you know what's right In the elegy of time we will just seem like a weekend's span But will we ever look beyond the modern days of the common man All the blights on our past are destined to repeat again If we never ever look beyond the common ways of the modern man If the warning signs are ignored the consequences always come on home Till one day the West may play Kabul City Limits on the radio Take a page out of history, the past is prologue, we're at chapter ten It's better that we look beyond the common ways of the modern man
9.
On a hill with a chapel, a kindly old couple The groundskeeper and the head librarian Her I recall well, each smile for the children He kept well to himself and seldom spoke I thought nothing of it, his labor defined him Intent, immersed in his work, he did it well But was he so reserved at home with the family? Was there a sadness behind those smiling eyes? Who could have guessed how this story would end? Of every man I've ever met there was never one like him Revenge was his heroin, singing poison in the pills Was he a jack-in-the-box who had been winding for years? Taught, ready to spring Or was he beat down by society? Poor little Denis A logical idea, a patent invention No-one could criticize what Denis made But Heron said no thanks, our methods are fine thanks And they sent him back on his way, it was a shame The taste in his mouth left as bitter as strychnine the same that he used to show them how that it could be done And all of the children who thought highly of him Were lucky not tohave been the ones Who could have guessed how this story would end? Of every man I've ever met there was never one like him Heron was his nemesis, singing poison in the pills Was he a cat on the step who needs a pat on the head? Every now and then Or did he see himself as a godhead? Poor misled Denis Who could have guessed how this story would end? Of every man I've ever met there was never one like him Revenge was his heroin, singing poison in the pills Was he a wolf on the prowl detecting blood in the air? Did he pity his victims? Is that why he hung himself in his prison cell? Poor little Denis
10.
They all tell me that we don't belong here They all tell me that this is no home And they all seem to speak empty promises But they will see that we're not alone And we don't have opportunities Banging upon our front door And we live like ghosts, under the radar Yeah we're shocked and empty in bank But we are not poor Like we're diseased, no-one will take us Like a deep freeze, we're out in the cold But they will see their Rome is now burning So don't cry to me, because you have been told And we don't have opportunities Banging upon our front door And we live like ghosts, under the radar Yeah we're shocked and empty in bank But we are not poor They all tell me that we don't belong here They all tell me that this is no home Do you know how it feels when you have to start over? And everything behind you means nothing at all And we don't have opportunities Banging upon our front door And we live like ghosts, under the radar Yeah we're shocked and empty in bank But we are not poor
11.
We came here by the longest roads and We ruined it in the shortest time Friendships forged in the fires of pity Tend not to be the most rewarding or stand the test of time Her figure casts the longest shadow even though she stands with her back to the sun Sunstroke has never been a problem With a skin so thick it could never let anything in But we care about you We care about you We care about your ways, your moods, your feelings We care about your state of mind We care about you So don't you try to run away Don't you hide From this old scene So soon it seemed we've grow much older You'd think that we would grow more wise But we left a bloody mess in our ruin Unraveling the binding on our family ties I know that you can feel forgotten I know you can feel undermined I know it can feel overwhelming Is everybody else round you doing fine? But we care about you We care about you We care about your ways, your moods, your feelings We care about your state of mind We care about you So don't you try to run away Don't you hide From this old scene

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