Fifteen – Petroleum Distillation

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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

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The Ramones – Bonzo Goes To Bitburg Live

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This song has been calling me recently. This is one of the better live performances I’ve found of it. Also, it has a great key change.

You’ve got to pick up the pieces
C’mon, sort your trash
You better pull yourself back together
Maybe you’ve got too much cash

Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah
You’re a politician
Don’t become one of Hitler’s children

Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down
And I need something to slow me down

Shouldn’t wish you happiness
Wish her the very best
Fifty thousand dollar dress
Shaking hands with your highness

See through you like cellophane
You watch the world complain
But you do it anyway
Who am I, am I to say

Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down
And I need something to slow me down

If there’s one thing that makes me sick
It’s when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast
Somehow they manage to make it last

Ooh yeah, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down
And I need something to slow me down

Ooh yeah, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down
And I need something to slow me down
My brain is hanging upside down