Songwriters Of New York
 

 

 

 

Kerim Jones

Kerim doesn’t want us to put a lot of information about him down on the site. He is quite an angry sort of young man and doesn’t want to make many more enemies than he already has.

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Burning Bush

In Houston Dallas and Fort Worth
They all learn to love the earth
Dig and steal, burn and bomb
Wonder where the wildlife’s gone

In Dade, Coco and Key Largo
Where did all the wildlife go
In lands where the grass is lush
Go and ask the Burning Bush

The Burning Bush sits by a fire
Plays dumb games like tag and liar
Doesn’t like to think too long
Doesn’t care where nature’s gone

And so we sit and listen for
The might hunter at the door
Black and white they’re all the same
Gonna play the killing game

And so when you hear this song
The chances are that I’ll be gone
Another grunt another land
Another dead by George’s hand

Old Face

Old face
Cold face
Bold face
Go
Go back to the things you know
Old world
Cold world
Bold world
Go
Learn to live and learn to grow

Old hate
Cold hate
Bold hate
Go
We don’t need no ugly show
Old times
Cold times
Bold times
Go
Our dreams will unlock the door

Old heads
Cold heads
Bold heads
Go
This ain’t no place for you no more
New dreams
New scenes
New feelings
Grow
You don’t have to hide no more

Born on the 4th of July

I fought in a war for you
You didn’t know my name
I died for your sake
But I don’t have no fame
I was just a poor boy once
I looked people in the eye
People used to joke that I
Was born on the 4th of July

From Civil War to Flanders fields
I was born and raised to die
My mother prayed every day
But then could only cry
Vietnam came and it went
A great big shining lie
They brought them home to a country
Born on the 4th of July

Now all you do is work to win
Life’s race for you is fact
But pretty soon you’ll realise
That time for change has past
Don’t tell me then of regrets
Don’t give to me the lie
That all men are equal in
A land born on the 4th of July

Tomorrow belongs to me

You don’t listen
You don’t care
You don’t like
The clothes I wear
You don’t want
Me to be free
You know tomorrow
Belongs to me

You put me down
You put me out
You don’t talk
You just shout
You can’t see
What I can see
I know tomorrow
Belongs to me

All the time
You keep me down
Treat me like
I’m your clown
But you know
I hold the key
You know tomorrow
Belongs to me

And so it goes
And so it stays
All through our nights
All through our days
But I don’t care
I’ll soon be free
You know tomorrow
Belongs to me
You know tomorrow
Belongs to me

Blood on your hands

Blood on your hands
Blood in your name
We don’t want
To play your game
Blood on the grass
Blood on the floor
But we don’t want
To buy your war

Blood on your hands
It’s all the same
Another year
Another game
Blood on the street
Blood on your name
But we don’t want
To buy your shame

Blood on your hands
All life long
Another scam
Another con
Blood everywhere
And you want more
But we don’t want
To buy your war

Blood on your hands
Never again
We don’t want
To feel your pain
Blood on your hands
Big man’s whore
But we don’t want
To buy your war

Because we’re young

Just ‘cos we’re young
Don’t mean you are right
We see you get it wrong
Most every single night
Just ‘cos your old
Don’t make you wise
We’ve seen you take the gold
We’ve seen you tell the lies

Just ‘cos we’re young
Don’t make us wrong
You’ve been doing that
All your lives long
Just ‘cos you’ve got power
Don’t mean much today
Tomorrow will be ours
And you’ll have gone away

No more

No more the tears
No more the lies
No more the fears
No more the sighs
No more the chains
That once held me
No more the fool
‘cos now I’m free

No more the clouds
No more the rain
No more the fights
No more the pain
No more the love
You took from me
No more the fool
‘cos now I’m free

No more the dream
No more the plan
No more the hopes
No more the man
No more the love
You took from me
No more the fool
And now I’m free

The lie of the land

I can see the lie of the land
Though they try to hide it behind their hands
I can see what’s going wrong
We’ve been fooled for oh so long

I can hear the lie of the land
Whispered too quietly to understand
I can hear the spin and the lies
I can see what’s before me eyes

I can learn the lie of the land
I’ll prepare and make my stand
I can learn the awful truth
Old men live on blood of youth

I’ll tell you of the lie of the land
So that you and I can make our stand
I’ll tell you so you’ll understand
Politicians take with either hand

Don’t’ see at all

It’s snowing now
And the old man shivers
Alone amidst us all
All around him
Are people loving
Who don’t see him at all

The night gets colder
And he huddles down
Too cold now to call
All around him
Are people loving
Who don’t see him at all

People pass by
Never see him
Alone and so cold
All around him
Are people loving
Who don’t see him at all

We all know him
Or his sisters
We see them rise and fall
All around him
Are people loving
Who don’t see him at all

Now they’re dying
All around us
And we didn’t hear their call
All around him
Are people loving
Who don’t see him at all

Think for a moment
On how we differ
Are we different at all
All around us
Are people dying
And we don’t see them at all

Free at last

I’ve been locked inside these chains for years
Held captive from the light
Locked down in a deep vale of tears
Kept away from what is right
But now I think I start to see
My life is changing fast
Thank God you are here with me
And we are free at last

The years have passed all of us by
And backs are broke beneath the yoke
But it’s no use to stand and cry
Our world don’t change from others talk
So now I see it very clear
Just as I see the past is past
And now that you will stand by me
I know that I am free at last

See what’s ahead and what’s behind
And learn the lessons of the two
If you won’t see then you are blind
And I can’t walk this way with you
I know that I’m held in a hand
And I will beat the stiffest task
Come with me to my new land
And you will see we’re free at last

Let us

Let us be sailors
Sail the seven seas
Let us be heroes
At least to you and me
Let us be lovers
Walk on banks of cloud
Let us be happy
Speak of love out loud

Let us be children
Happy in the rain
Let us be soldiers
And we won’t feel the pain
Let us be lucky
And win life’s first prize
Let us see ourselves
When we look into our eyes

Let us be always
Glad to close the door
Let us be wanton
Always want some more
Let us be blessed
Keep our love alight
Let us be lovers
Each and every night

Americas calling

Americas calling
Can’t you hear
The bugles blowing
Loud and clear
Americas calling
To all its sons
Take up the banner
Pick up your guns
Americas calling
Far and near
Can’t you see
The dangers clear
Americas calling
Calling out loud
Telling you
Stand and be proud
Americas calling
Calling to you
Rally round
There’s work to do
Americas calling
Needs a hand
Fight the threat
Of another land
Americas calling
Needs you now
Put down your pen
Leave your plough
Americas calling
It’s not too late
She needs you
For a special date
Americas calling
She nursed you
Now’s the time
There’s work to do
Americas calling
She needs you
And you know
What to do
Americas calling
Americas calling
Americas calling

Burn

And we don’t want your scorn
We don’t want your lie
Ever since we were born
We’ve seen it in your eyes
And we don’t want your stories
We don’t want your war
We don’t want your glories
And we don’t know what you’re for
So burn
Burn burn burn burn burn

And we don’t want to be told
And we don’t want no rules
Just because your’e old
Don’t mean we are fools
And we don’t need your teaching
And we don’t need your schools
We don’t like your preaching
And we are not your fools
So burn
Burn burn burn burn burn

And we don’t like your bloody days
And we hate your bloody nights
We want you to fade away
We want to do what’s right
And we don’t like the way you look
And we don’t like what you do
We know you don’t give a fuck
We don’t give a fuck for you
So burn
Burn burn burn burn burn

Government

1, 2
They stick like glue
3, 4
show them the door
5, 6
Hit ‘em with sticks
7, 8
It’s not too late
9,10
Don’t do it again

You can’t beat me

You can’t beat me
I won’t be beat
I won’t grovel
At your feet

You can’t fool me
I won’t be fooled
You know I
Won’t be ruled

You can’t hold me
I won’t be held
Even if you put me
In your cells

You can’t kill me
I won’t be killed
What I leave behind
Others can build
What I leave behind
Others can build

1 2 3 4

1 2 3 4
All good children go to war
5 6 7 8
Join up now it’s not too late
ABCD
Come and kill some kids with me
FGHI
Come with me it’s time to die

1 2 3 4
We all need another war
5 6 7 8
Tell us now who to hate
ABCD
Killing people is easy
FGHI
Come with me no time to cry

1 2 3 4
Brothers don’t survive the war
5 6 7 8
It’s not the enemy I hate
ABCD
Gather round and listen to me
FGHI
Take your time and ask why

Earl Ray

A black man came to Washington
A million friends in tow
Stood up there and got it on
A target for the show
He spoke of many things that day
Of hopes and plans and schemes
Spoke to us and went away
Left us with his dreams

Chorus

Lay down my dreams
Will tomorrow never come
Lay down my dreams
How can this go on

Many years have come and gone
The river runs with tears
Many times have we been wrong
We cannot still our fears
And so dreams may come to us
They come by night and day
The only thing I know for sure
We’ll all meet our Earl Ray

Chorus

Rumsfeld’s Song

You say you don’t like me
So I pull your hair
You said that you hate me
I said I don’t care

You said that you’d fight me
I said you and who
You said that you’d whip me
I said no not you

You say that you’d sue me
I said take me to Court
You said that you’d ruin me
I never gave you a thought

You said you’d invade me
I said just you try
You said that you’d kill me
I said just you tell lies

So you crossed the border
You’ve killed a lot of boys
Who says government’s no fun
When you’ve got all the toys

Revolution

Things they are a changing
Everything must change
Lives are re arranging
When they get the range
The old world’s order
Shown it the door
Getting so much bolder
Wont take no more

Chorus

Revolution
Starts in the heart
Revolution
We’ll tear it apart
Revolution
Come get your share
Revolution
Feel it in the air

It’s all around you
Societies in flames
What will you do
Who will take the blame
So feel the power
Of the world in your hands
Now is the hour
Revolutions in the land

Chorus

Revolution
Starts in the heart
Revolution
We’ll tear it apart
Revolution
Come get your share
Revolution
Feel it in the air

Eyes that are crying
Global is the pain
Trees that are dying
In the acid rain
Just look around you
Don’t sit on the side
Just come along with us
Hold on for the ride

Chorus

Revolution
Starts in the heart
Revolution
We’ll tear it apart
Revolution
Come get your share
Revolution
Feel it in the air

Friday night

Friday night and I just got paid
Now I’m gonna get myself laid
All week long I kept it in
Now I want some of that sin
Weekends are what I hold dear
Gonna look for girls and beer
How can you say that I’m wrong
Have a ball all week-end long

Chorus

I know what you think of me
But you’re in chains and I’m free
I hear when you call me names
I don’t want you in my games

Friday night and dressed to kill
Friday night and games that thrill
Friday night and I’m on the street
Friday night and I feel the heat
Friday night and we go down town
Friday night and it’s all around
Friday night oh Friday night
How I love my Friday night

Chorus

I know what you think of me
But your in chains and I’m free
I hear when you call me names
I don’t want you in my games


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