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Grinnin' In Your Face
(1:35)

Written by House
Published by Soundick Music (BMI)

Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face
Don't mind people grinnin' in your face
You just bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face

You know your mother would talk about you
Your own sisters and your brothers too
Yeah, don't care how you're tryin' to live
They'll talk about you still

Ohh, but bear, ooh, this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face

You know they'll jump you up and down
They'll drag you all 'round and 'round
Just as soon as your back is turned
They'll be tryin' to crush you down

Yes, but bear, ooh, this in mind, a true friend is hard to find
Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face

Two, three, four

Mother Earth
(8:13)

Written by Chatman, Simpkins
Published by Arc Music Corp (BMI)& Soundick Music (BMI)

You may high hat me all the time
You may never go my way
Mother Earth is waitin' for you
That's the debt you got to pay

I don't care how great you are
Or what you're worth
When it all comes down
You got to go back to Mother Earth

You may own half a city
Diamonds and pearls
You may have your own airplane
You may fly all over this world

Don't give a damn what you 're worth
When it all comes down
You got to go back to Mother Earth

Play the horses, baby
You may own the race track
You may have enough money,
To buy anything you lack

Don't care how great you are
Don't give a damn what you 're worth
'Cause when it all comes down
You got to go back to Mother Earth

You may high hat me all the time
You may never go my way
Mother Earth is waitin' for you
That's the debt you got to pay

I don't care how great you are
Or what you're worth
When it all comes down
You got to go back to Mother Earth

Rocking Horse
(4:06)

Written by Haynes, Woody, Pearson, Allman
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI) / Woody Music (SESAC) / Candlerfly Songs (BMI) / D-Dem Music (BMI)

My guardian angel wears a hard hat
Said the boy with the microphone
I wouldn't be standing here today
Ever since I was a young a boy
I couldn't leave well enough alone
Always trouble standing in my way

Up, down, anywhere but in the middle
Off the wagon, under the wheel again
All are nothing - never could do just a little
Never could leave it alone

Hard living be the death of me
Yes, lead me to an early grave
To die in the saddle, must be my destiny
But to ride this rocking horse I must be crazed

Good clean fun is just my imagination
Down and dirty that's the way the game is played
This hard life has caused me aggravation
Never could leave it alone
Oh now Baby
Can't leave it alone
Got to ride that rocking horse

Can't leave it alone
Never could leave it alone

Monkey Hill
(4:40)

Written by Haynes, Woody
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI) / Woody Music (SESAC)

Last night and the night before
The thunder crowed and the rooster roared
I woke up sweating on somebody's floor
You know how the story goes

The dirty streets, they can be so mean
Everybody trying to live so clean
Me, I'm stuck here in between
And it's a fine line

Down on monkey hill
Saw a brother screaming on the corner
Talkin' 'bout some low down dirty shame
And he said
Gonna get so high that I just don't know my name

Between the buildings and the alleyways
That's where the living is done
Where the young boys chase the dragon
That's where flesh and steel are one

Down on monkey hill
Saw another brother testifying this morning
Talkin' 'bout how he lost everything
And he said
Gonna get so high that I just don't know my name

Everybody's talking shit and jivin'
Hard to tell which is which
Dealers and healers
Businessmen and bankers
They all be scratchin' that itch

Down on monkey hill
Saw another brother testifying this evening
Talkin' 'bout how he left his soul in DeNang
And he said
Gonna get so high that I just don't know my name
Gonna get so high
I don't know my name
Down on monkey hill

Temporary Saint
(5:44)

Written by Haynes
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI)

You ask me when I'm gonna return
I ask you why so much concern
The same snakes that drive you from my bed
Turn to voices and drive me out of my head
For fourteen days since you been back around
Trying to keep my spirits high and my demons down
But, can't you see
You got to save me or set me free

'Cause I'm falling in deeper - darkness, my old friend
I'm in deeper - stay with me till the end
Deeper - you know I got no restraint
I'm in deeper
And lucky you
You get to be my saint
Temporary saint

Cleaning up one more time is sure getting old
Why don't you bury me like the dirt that's in my soul
What makes you think you could love me, anyway
Ain't nobody told you about the way I operate
Ain't nobody told you, baby
Well, I guess that makes you the only one

'Cause I'm falling in deeper - darkness, my old friend
I'm in deeper - stay with me till the end
Deeper - you know I got no restraint
I'm in deeper
And lucky you, yeah, lucky you
You get to be my saint
Temporary saint

Angel of mercy set me free
Do you really give a damn for me

'Cause I'm falling in deeper - darkness, my old friend
I'm in deeper - stay with me till the end
Deeper - you know I got no restraint
I'm in deeper

Trane
(7:28)

Written by Haynes, Woody, Abts
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI), Jake Henry Music (SESAC), Jake Henry Music (ASCAP)

[instrumental]

Mule
(5:39)

Written by Haynes, Woody, Abts
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI), Jake Henry Music (SESAC), Jake Henry Music (ASCAP)

Say you try
But you just can't help your self
Wanna feel special
Man wanna make you feel like everybody else
Take away your freedom
Strip away your pride
Say you know you weren't born
With the blue blood son
So take your place in line

Where's my mule
Where's my forty acres
Where's my dream
Mr. Emancipator
Live this way
Might as well meet my maker
Where's my mule
Where's my mule

I say trust me
But you say it's too much bother
Yeah, the way the man try to beat you down
Make you wanna kill your brother
So go on and bust me
For what's in my mason jar
Yeah, I owes my soul
To the company store
How I'm doing so far

Where's my mule
Where's my forty acres
Where's my dream
Mr. Emancipator
Live this way
Might as well meet my maker
Where's my mule
Where's my mule

Where's my mule
Where's my forty acres
Where's my dream
Mr. Emancipator
Live this way
Might as well meet my maker
Where's my, my, my, my, my, my mule?

Dolphineus
(2:03)

Written by Haynes, Woody, Abts
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI), Jake Henry Music (SESAC), Jake Henry Music (ASCAP)

[instrumental]

Painted Silver Light
(7:07)

Written by Haynes
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI)

In the painted silver light
I watched you gently move
Now, in the cold early dawn
I long to have that vision in my head again
Conjure, as I may, my guilt won't let me sleep
Now I know what it means
To have and to hold
To let go and to lose

In the screaming silence
I try to lose myself
But there is no hiding place
No hiding place

Here they come again
Those voices, they'll be with me till the end
Maybe it helps the pain
How would I know
I never slow down long enough
But, ain't life funny
I don't know if I will ever see you again
But, in the painted silver light
I watched you
And I'll keep on watching you

In the screaming silence
I try to lose myself
But there is no hiding place
No hiding place

In the screaming silence
I try to lose myself
But there is no hiding place
No hiding place

Seven days I watched the sun come rising
No sleep for the wicked
Seven nights I lie awake
While my mind drifted across valley and streams
Shadows everywhere
Still I search for some kind of sign
But, in the painted silver light
I'll come running
Running

In the screaming silence
I try to lose myself
But there is no hiding place
No hiding place

In the screaming silence
I try to lose myself
But there is no hiding place
No hiding place

Mr. Big
(6:06)

Written By Rodgers, Fraser, Kirk, Kossoff
Published by Blues Mountain Music c/o Songs of Polygram International

I work hard all day
Come rain or shine
Don't need nobody
To tell me 'bout a girl of mine
She's got so much love
And she saves just for me
I would not be lying
That's the way it's got to be

So Mr. Big
You'd better watch out
Don't you be hangin' around
Cause for you
I will dig
A great big hole in the ground

I don't care who you are
So don't explain
Just get out of here
And don't be comin' back
I don't want anything from you
The only thing
Is get out of here
Before I lose my cool.

So Mr. Big
You'd better watch out
Don't you be hangin' around
Cause for you
I will dig
A great big hole in the ground

Hey, yeah
Oh-h-h yeah
I will dig
A great big hole in the ground

Oh, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah

Yeah!

I don't care who you are
I don't care who you are
So don't explain
Just get out of here
And don't you come back
I don't want anything from you
The only thing
Get out of here
Before I lose my cool.

So Mr. Big
You'd better watch out
Don't you come hangin' around
Cause for you
I will dig
A great big hole in the ground
Hey, yeah

Left Coast Groovies
(6:52)

Written by Haynes, Woody, Abts
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI), Jake Henry Music (SESAC), Jake Henry Music (ASCAP)

I like my summer home
Love my yuppie job
Got a cellular phone in my brand new Saab
I love my wife and my girlfriend too
I just love myself
You're gonna love me too

Came out west to find myself
Did the Maharishi squat on the continental shelf
Got a groovy set of morals
And an Elvis Presley do
I'll swap my wife for yours
Anything for you

Got to stay away from the left coast groovies
Living their lives like a cheesy movie
The wrap around shades and the air-head cuties
Got a new-age stench because he traded his Patchouli

Can the wicked feed the hungry
Can the children teach the old
About a new way, a revolution
We're moving backwards, out of control
Out of control, out of control

Came out west to find myself
Did the Maharishi squat on the continental shelf
Got a groovy set of morals
And an Elvis Presley do
I'll swap my wife for yours
Anything for you

Got to stay away from the left coast groovies
Living their lives like a cheesy movie
The wrap around shades and the air-head cuties
Got a new-age stench because he traded his Patchouli

Got to stay away from the left coast groovies
Living their lives like a cheesy movie
The wrap around shades and the air-head cuties
Got a new-age stench because he traded his Patchouli

World of Difference
(10:15)

Written by Haynes
Published by Buzzard Rock Music (BMI)

Black and white, it's all the same
Good and evil - pieces in a medieval game
Black shoot black, white take all
Color will be our downfall
Blood runs red
And it's all the same

So tell me what you see
When you look at me
Close your eyes, you'll see
A world of difference
World of difference

I hate you 'cause you hated my fathers
You hate him - his fathers raped your daughters
Hate breeds fear, fear breeds sin
Survival is your only friend
When we die
We're all the same

So tell me what you see
When you look at me
Close your eyes, you'll see
A world of difference

World of difference
There's a clock on the wall
And it's angry and bleeding
A world in pain
Lashes out like children
What can we do
We're too young to know

Brother, get down on your knees
Too late to cry - too late to beg me please

So, tell me what you see
When you look at me
Close your eyes, you'll see
A world of difference
World of difference

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