Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

I'll be your fantasy, but I won't be your property
Love you eternally, but I'll never be your property
Love from me's not guaranteed
Just because you think I'm property

I can love you totally and still not be your property
Every girl and boy wants to grow up to be loved someday
And you can't wait to give your heart away
But it's like worship in their eyes walking down the aisle

When you slip on that ring, they start to treat you like a thing, yeah
I call it slavery when you call someone your property
Don't waste your vanity, I will never be your property
Something wonderful happens when people fall in love

Your happiness is all they're thinking of
But it's like "anything you say" 'til the wedding day
When they get it in ink, they start to tell you what to think, yeah
Darkest day in history when someone invented property

'Cause of our misery is the constant lust for property
Since god began it, we've been dividing up the planet
When you see something you want it
You've got to put your name tag on it

And we go on carving, meanwhile half the world is starving
It's a crime [?] hands off what is mine!
Take all you can 'til you slam on the parking brake
And you need space to make your own mistakes

But it's like "I won't hold you back" 'til the bags are packed
Then they're struttin' about like they own you inside out
I call it slavery (you can't make me a slave),
When you call someone your property

Don't waste your vanity (don't be so vain),
I will never be your property
Darkest day in history (why did you have to do a thing like that)
When someone invented property

'Cause of our misery (misery, misery)
Is the constant lust for property

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

Don't quit your day job
Corporate-cry baby
A bit wiser and a whole lot older, feelin' bolder
Suckin' up to the last stockholder with a
Golden parachute slung over your shoulder
Jacked-up-be-boy
Another fool got stuck in the whirlpool
Lookin' for a fast break, not enough cake to go 'round
Another brother goes down, and he's out of the gene pool
Media-pimp
Day after day, night after night if the money is right
The campaign goes on to make right seem wrong
With computer animation and a hip-hop song
Land of opportunity, this is the
Stop
Don't quit your day job
Cowboy-politician
Suckin' up to the aristocracy
Not even sure if you like democracy
Tryin' to establish an American royalty, a personal dynasty
Priests-of-the-airwaves
Let the buyer beware, it's a jungle out there
So buy my advice and don't think twice
Then me and your money will go someplace sunny
Celebrity-stud-monkey
Kiss and tell, got a book to sell
'Cause you don't excel or do anything well
Since you slipped past thirty, better keep the sex dirty
Mo' money, mo' money, mo' money

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

Founding fathers and mothers left us a mandate
We've got to separate the church and the state
So get your head straight before it's too late
And you drop it in the plate, you must appreciate

Jesus and money make a man speak in tongues
Scream out his lungs, roll in the dung
And when the song is sung, he moves up another rung
And the deaf and the dumb are the ones who get stung

Here comes the sex police, they're at your bedroom door
Movin' in next door, searchin' from floor to floor
You know what they're lookin' for
Someone's always keepin' score every time you dip the oar

Love isn't fun no more
Fascist christ, come to the rescue
Gimme that old time religion, here it comes
Let's get fundamental about this strange philosophy

In which god and man are enemies
In which there is no serenity unless you happen to believe
Precisely what they want you to believe, and no diversity
Come join the army and learn the noises

That drown out the others' voices and please the devil
Who rejoices when mankind has no choices
And power exploits us, and peace avoids us
Guess who to the rescue on a holy mission

To uphold the tradition of the Spanish Inquisition
And preempt your decision by forcing your confession
Now let that be a lesson
Who do you think you're messin' with?
Somebody took our god away

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

Let me tell you 'bout the new world order
Not the kind to make you run for the border
It's a new religion wrapped in a revolution
With a proven solution for your mental pollution
Don't let no one tell you that God ain't got a sense of humor
Someone said he's pissed off, but that was just a rumor
I know he's laughin' when the preacher starts to scream about
How trippin' is evil, and sex is unclean
Cars and gold bars and chains and diamond rings
These are the symbols, we want the real things
Peace in the soul and a natural insight
Things that please the mind and make the body feel right
Nature wants your life to go on long and on strong
To have children and show them where you went wrong
So if your life style leads you into hell or into prison
Wake up and listen, this is what you're missing
Free will, we can't seem to get our fill
We are beggars, we are choosers drunk on a lack of power
I believe in understanding, I've got to know where we're landing
I'm takin' my survey now, hands up if you're with me
Do you want different choices? Can't hear the quiet voices
Got to dim all the lights, turn down the volume
Put on a little more forgiveness, who's gonna be my witness?
If we must endure this trial, someone is bound to touch us
Do you want more sex, more comforting
A little more foreplay and afterglow, let my people go
Everybody wants peace on the earth, children sheltering
Calling every man, every woman
We're gonna take control of our own bodies
Peace breaks out in the battle of the sexes
We start to learn what the other one expects is
We stay away from what the other one rejects is
And have respect for individual perspectives
We're gonna break out of this cycle of dependency
And liberate each other from a hopeless life of drudgery
And face up to the truth as we dispel all of this secrecy
And simplify the situation when we learn to speak plainly
We're gonna take control of the machinery
Bad little actors that chew up the scenery
Job number one is gonna be findin' a way
That we can rave all night and meditate all day
Mankind's strugglin' hard to see the light
To hear the voice of the spirit in the night
To lay down his heavy burden and pick up his soul power
And build a heaven on earth hour by hour by hour
Child protection, more careful mate selection
Everyone wants to be wanted by a natural father and mother
Lookin' for a sense of wonder, don't let your faith go under
This is a beautiful world, if we could only give up fighting
The answer is surrender, every race, every gender
Beat our swords into plowshares on the anvil of a pure heart
We gotta have honest answers and the courage to take our chances
Opportunity's knockin' loud, give me your attention

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

Walkin' along the sea and thinkin'
Deep in a reverie I'm sinkin'
Blind to the world, to myself I'm talkin'
Schemin' and dreamin' and sleepwalkin'

Dreamin' of colors, dreamin' of sounds
Dreamin' of things that can't be wrote down
Slippin' away so no one will miss me
Waitin' for angels to kiss me and bliss me

Time stood still
And nobody knew but me and you
What's the meaning of all that I've seen
All those images up on the screen

Which is the channel that's goin' to show me
Answers to questions I don't even know
This is the light I stand in the glare of
I'm here and I'm there, but I'm always aware of

Singin' a song in the back of my mind
Something mysterious, something divine
How many hours, I hear you breathing?
How many days, I smell your skin?

How many years, I watch the ceiling?
How many times, the fog comes rollin' in?
This is the light I stand in the glare of
I'm here and I'm there, but I'm always aware of

Singin' the song in the back of my mind
Something mysterious, something divine
Time stood still
And nobody knew but you and I

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

My new fashion is the ultimate reaction
Proactivity, proactivity yeah
No more waiting for what fate may be creating
Proactivity, proactivity yeah

Keepin' an eye on that karma goin' by
Proactivity, proactivity yeah
Ever ready and my gaze is rock steady
Proactivity for me, proactivity yeah

Wake up and face the animal in you
The frightened lizard that wants to win you
That wants the madness to continue
Screwed into every sinew

Go on pretending you don't know the ending
All the things that you weren't intending
But your broadcast continued sending
Now you're just hoping to blend in

I can't digs it, no one else is gonna fix it
Proactivity for me, proactivity yeah
Air keeps stinkin' while we sit here thinkin'
No activity, proactivity yeah

Keep on fakin', it's a fake world you're makin'
Proactivity, proactivity yeah
Crash test dummies never saw it comin'
Inactivity, proactivity yeah

Look who's talkin', the last believer
I'm the one who was happy with neither
The last to come and the first to leave it
I tossed my faith in the river

My mistake, my philosophy busted
I watched my future become encrusted
I had a dream, but I refused to trust it
Now I've finally sussed it

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

Suck my breast, I'm the word made flesh
Ain't no rest for the word made flesh

My lips are moving but I hear no sound
It's that same old noise, it's in sensurround
Tune yourself up and count yourself down

Word made flesh, word made flesh
Lord help me rise to this occasion
Word made, word made flesh
I've been toiling so hard in the vineyard

Pay your debts to the word made flesh
East meets west in the word made flesh

I see you talking, but I still can't hear
Like a box of glass blocking off my ears
Turn off the charm and prey on your fears

Brainless pests for the word made flesh
Wall Street desks curse the word made flesh

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : No World Order

Numb is the word when I get like this
Still out of touch, still couldn't feel a kiss, a kiss
Bells going off, but I can't say why
Trapped in the house with the walls and the roof on fire

On fire
Flames rise higher
Fever broke
Fever broke as you watched over me

Land of opportunity, this is the
Kiss
Don't quit your day job

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : The Individualist

Water, water everywhere and not a place to stand
My foundation rests on bedrock
But the bedrock rests on shifting sand

Once the mighty jungle gave way to the streets
Now the city's a jungle again
Every time the cycle completes
It's like nothing ever had changed

Tables will turn, tables will turn, tables will turn
Tables can turn
When will I learn that tables will turn
Tables can turn

It was always my hope to repay
All those favors that you would endow
Though I took what I could yesterday
Where are the crumbs when I'm so hungry now?

And the wind cries "Merry Christmas, Happy 4th of July"
When will I see you again?
Sometimes it's not safe to fly 'til
Tables have turned

This is the law and we didn't make it
But daily we twist it and bend it and brake it
And to prove just how little we understand it
We act as if it's just like we planned it

We're in a state of constant revolution
'Cause we got a small problem with our distribution
And if the balance of power needs arranging
Then the situation's got to keep changing

And if you start messin' 'round with the ratio
It's like tryin' to ride a seesaw solo
'Cause the further you get from the middle
You throw the balance off little by little

"Class distinctions come naturally"
You think that that can justify the inequity
And the sky grows black while the cities burn
And round and round and round, tables will turn

Tables will turn, tables will turn, tables will turn
Tables can turn
When will we learn? Tables will turn
Tables can turn

Tables have turned, tables have turned, tables have turned
Tables are turned, don't be concerned when
Tables have turned
Round and round and round, tables will turn

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Artist : RUNDGREN, TODD
Album : The Individualist

Someone stuck me on the losing side
Everything is someone else's fault
We're not good enough for me to care

And the mantra is
"Too much effort, there's never time"
And your sole solution is a high pitched whine
It's not red-hot coals, it's not busted glass
There's no Mau-Maus after your sweet pink ass

So if not now when, if not now when, if not now when?
If not you, who then?

No one wants to be the first to fail
I won't play unless you guard my back

And the mantra is
"Change the system, and please arrange it
To change some way that I feel no change"
It's not flaming necklaces, household spies
There's no market bombings, no bullets fly

Bosnia, Bosnia
Try spelling "Herzegovina"
Where money talks and bullshit walks
The bullet or the ballet box

Babylon, oh Babylon
We babble on in Babylon
The TV blows, the music sucks
The bullet or the ballot box

We're not good enough for me to care

And the mantra is
"Leave the gun on the table loaded
The first to grab it's as good as voted in"

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