L. S. U.

Grace Shaker

Double

Kill Will

Blame

Thinkin'

Bad Disease

Grace

Shaker instrumental

Gift Taker

Freedom

Christ Saves

Double

you're sittin' there wondering why is it like this
and the whole world's crazy and the earth is sick
and someone's yelling from the bathroom door
the toilet's overflowing on the floor
and the one by the phone says i cannot hear
while the one by the jukebox spills his beer
and the man on the pinball hits sixteen mil
someone ducks behind the counter to pop a pill
and you reach in your pocket to see if there's more
and the biggest bill falls so you're left with four
and you're too gone to look but you still try
then you see it in the hand of a great big guy
who looks just like he'd kill you fast
and you think for a minute
you let it pass

and the stool falls over when you set back down
it bumps a mean pool shooter from across the town
he misses his shot - it's all on you
and with your last four bucks you know what you'll do
sorry man can i buy you a drink
and he shakes his head and says, make it a double

the next thing you know you wake up at home
and the little one there won't leave you alone
she's awake and hungry
she needs some potty help
and you remember what happened last time she tried it by herself
and your wife says hurry, we're late for church
and you can barely see
and your head still hurts
and the preacher starts preaching
and you feel remorse
he's got five little kids and a big divorce
and your wife looks down and says she don't know how
he's been her guiding light for ten years now
and his marriage is over, it's barely alive
and how in the world will ours ever survive?

Kill Will

How did i get here
so helpless and alone
what am i looking at
shouldn't i be home
wait to sink the black ball
off the rail into the side
another sip from russia
and i'll think she wants a ride

kill will, he's got a mind of his own
kill will
kill will, he's got a mind of his own
won't you take me down to texas
sydney, fly me home

i don't know nothin'
but what i want to be
alive with this something
i can see my fill

Blame

i'll pick you up when you go down
i'll fight your battle very time
i'll ride with you to bring you 'round
though the doubts form in your mind

i'll take the blame

so if your mind hurts form this sound
and you can't see beyond this wall
forget that heavy load right now
i'll be the one who'll take the fall

i'll take the blame
away right now

i'll show you heaven in this town
you'll have to love more than you know
but when it all starts to fall down
just trust in me and i will show you

Thinkin'

there's a lie on my head it's true
everything i want i just can't do
every time i hope to change my ways
i get as naked as the truth

it's like this kicking ache inside my liver
caused by the rage that comes when i mistreat her
forgiveness is ours but no one deserves

what am i thinkin'

mix it up with mediocrity
spit it out with the likes of me
i've been hoping for the hand of God
i've been sleeping with you

what am i thinkin'

Bad Disease

i've been in you liver
put your head in a porcelain
upside down crown

made you lose a fortune
laughed when you torched your money down

i make you sicker than ever
when we're together
put your mind in a cesspool
of green and brown
look at what you've found when your carcass pleads

i'm your loving coffin
i'm your friend in need
i'm your sibling orphan
i'm your bad disease

Grace

striving for the answer
in fighting for the streets of gold
hope you're not forgotten
you wonder if you've killed your soul
i've heard the words of judgment
but not from the one i know

it falls down on me
it falls down on you
grace falls free
the proud feel the need to work the loom
yet grace falls free

holding up to heaven
the winnings of your plow
look into the poor man
show him what he must do now
you've got all the answers
but he's got a book that shows him how

it falls down on me...

think about the river
how it always flows
they're still digging in the desert
but that's not where this river goes
it's filled with all the living
and quenches every wantin' soul

it falls down on me...

Gift Taker

some say it's an alcoholic
some say it's a good dad
others don't know what to call it
mother says it's real sad
one man says it's a leader
another says it misleads
the world says it's all a sham
well i am
the gift taker
give it to me
i need it

some say this one is vulgar
another says it's like me
i only know that when i hold her
she never ever blames me
kill me says the psycho
save me from this freak show
i only want to understand

that i am
the gift taker
give it to me
i need it

Freedom

the bloody thorn of crowns
the bloody sinless life
the bloody cross of calvary
the bloody face of Christ
freedom, here she comes

risen is the payer
risen is the price
risen is the savior
risen is the Christ
freedom, here she comes

and the kingdom comes

Christ Saves

when a sick man needs a physician
sometimes the healthy come cutting
instead of stitchin'
when he's locked by indecision
the selfish make him more dyin'
than he is livin'
one thing i've learned through my wrong ways
one thing i've found in my day
Christ saves

when a man falls from position
the crusade starts on a mission
to make him feel more damned than he is forgiven
when the righteous come in trippin'
they take your words and they start twistin'

it makes you lose trust in 'em

one thing i've learned
through my wrong ways
one thing i've found in my day
Christ saves all songs copyright 1994 broken songs/ttonk publishing (ascap)

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