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Out of the Jar

by Wookiefoot

THE FROG AND THE SCORPION Mr. scorpion came down to the riverside getting across he knew he would need a ride but all the other animals go running for shelter cuz they know for a fact that it’s the same as suicide With good cause no one ever trusted him help him out they’d be stuck out on a limb cuz everybody knows that a scorpion will kill about anything just upon a whim Scorpion said, Mr. frog, Mr. frog oh, please!! if I had him I’d be down on my knees Mr. frog let me ride on your back and I vow on my life that i’ll never attack Get your lying arachnid ass up and go you’re not that quick and I’m not that slow but you really did put on a nice show Take me across the river and no harm will come to you if I ever stung you know that I would die too Scorpion turned his back said appreciated all the help thank you sir but I guess I’ll just go drown myself he tried to aggravate the stalemate with some guilt in an amphibious assault to frustrate and the frog said Wait wait now, don’t be talking crazy man though my mom said never trust a scorpion its just not humane to watch a person in pain but there’s just one thing I’ve got to explain I will take you across the river but be careful what you do if you ever stung me know that you would die too And the frog said, take me for granted I asked for it’s all my fault When the frog got stung POW right in the back though he vowed on his life he would never attack he got stung POW right in the back with famous last words the frog had to ask why would you do that, how could you lie when I know that you know that we’re both going to die and the scorpion just smiled and said with pride its in my nature you stupid dumb ass M$%#@! frog
And if you seek it know that it will never come and if you seek it know that it will never come under your toes is where the greenest grass grows but becomes like a desert when your feet start getting numb so I come… with no fear for the future with no chains from the past if your wishing for that mission lash yourself to the mast you know that Ram Das said to be here right now you know that Chang Tzu and Rumi said to be here right now This moment is forever so put it down and take a look around and take in all you found I’m naked making all this sound get crazy pants and dance around pound footprints into the ground life’s a verb and not a noun know this life is not a test this is not a test
moverator verbarator got you into out control move your ass for this will pass time will surely take its toll out of bounds and in and out of knocking all around feel the heartfelt yearning turning quest for higher ground at least mentally hopeful floats of energy come requesting to be moving frequently no time abound but the time right now speak out for peace and speak out for sound this seems so right here pack up your bones and move your fast feet if you’re on the gravel then you’re on the right street the sun and the flowers never smelled so sweet we’re aligned with the moon and we’re fluid with the sea and if you take the smoke i diagnose it heavily to comatose moments hopes and destinies and if there ever was a moments memory to freeze screaming at the waves coming washing over me this seems so right here this seems so right here feel this warmth right here this seems so right here
Let Her Go 02:16
please don’t let her go lord please don’t let her go three long years and all i ever had please don’t let her go what words could never never say i know she’s been in pain and i have felt the same 1000 miles away 1000 miles away Lord please don’t let her go
She Sells 03:41
See how she sells sex by the sea shore All bow down to the super model virgin whore Look long enough and you’ll pay a price you can’t afford It only makes you want it more And now I know that what you got you cannot get Because you airbrushed her body and she’s got fake tits Got a diet, I’ll try it while I’m feeling unfit Feed me the bullshit I’ll buy it Feed me the bullshit While helpless little girl seeks single white male Bombarded with the thought she’s dependent and frail And worth inverse to what she weighs on a scale Make the lady feel needy self esteem is on sale See how she sells See how she sells dumb as a rock And it’s all just an act and the fact is they flock To illusions of skin deep cracked when she talked And intelligence slipped off the lip what a shock While everyday Barbie gets thrown in the face Of bulimic little girls of all different shapes Who watch T.V. to make themselves feel bad About whatever little fat they had. See how she sells The Goddess they bought us the female of the species Are you the Virgin Mary or are you just cheap and easy Telling us this is what’s beautiful this is what’s hot Buy this buy that you get what they got. The subliminal so criminal tunnel deep inside my brain Train of thought off track mark needles in vain With vanity insanity made a slave to the mirror Trust me there is no salvation in that my dear. I relinquish their rights to myself self worth All rights reserved, Sisters rise up… its time for a rebirth
Don't Listen 03:06
Time now to let go all that you gotta little by little the whole enchilada step out the pot hole dropping the bottle ass in the saddle handle the throttle man made a statue carved with a chisel god took the exit world start to fizzle down come the drizzle to drip on the fragile those who survive it are mentally agile And on the eighth day they came coming down to wash the brain try to climb inside every kind of mind they could attain and a dollar was their sign and their numbers had grown falling on the bottom line like fire and brimstone singing BUY FEAR GOD TELEVISION OVERWEIGHT ASSIMILATE CONSUMPTION INVEST RETIRE EXPIRE BUY THE BOOK JESUS SAVES FROM THE GRAVE NO ONE BELIEVES IN Like a disease they cannot stop chopping the trees killing the crop democracy’s a paid off cop down on his knees sucking a stock of corporate needs you never to talk never to read only to walk to old navy gotta go shop half priced tees are really hot Mentally ill it’s on the rise it lies in how they advertise they televise and westernize immortalize the super-size and my eye spies 3000 advertisements a day and you’re trying to tell me I’m still sane
Kegger 04:32
There is a collage of photographs on the wall Of people at the party in a drunk ass pose The sticky wood floor starts to vibrate The DJ turns it up and the energy grows A collage of photographs on the wall Light from a nearby beer sign glows And all of this time All of these words All of these people Getting wasted Here I am in the same place again Like a recurring dream with no end The crowd drifts in like a herd with no direction Grazing on the meaningless stale conversation There’s a line for the keg even though it’s been dead But nobody wants to think that’s just too far ahead And the mistake that I make is to try to come awake In a place you’re supposed to get shitfaced or baked And everybody’s talking and nobody’s listening And nobody’s feeling that something is missing Let’s just pound another one in the name of having fun Let’s just burn another one in the name of having… It’s just not that fun She slams another shot so she won’t be afraid When she trades in lonely for a night to get laid He slams another shot so he won’t be afraid If you don’t want to see your shadow you can hide in the shade It just feels so good to be touched And it doesn’t matter who at least not that much And everybody’s talking and nobody’s listening And nobody’s feeling that something is missing And everybody’s talking and nobody’s listening And nobody’s feeling but somebody’s missing I don’t want to laugh no I don’t want another beer Lord take me away from here Slide outside into the cold under the stars And I think about just where you are and it kills me
when he pulls back his bow and lets his arrow go with no target he can make no mistake but with a bull’s eye staring and too much caring for trophies and medals he might be wearing the archer’s hand will tremble and shake move you ass or just get out the way gotta get it all done yesterday push it to the red line push it to the deadline make it faster more efficient if I fall behind I’ll never get a piece of mind i gotta scrap and claw and climb because I’m running out of time Ambition Less Ambition Less Ambition one night on Easter island, the king he had a dream offer the gods a giant stone head the sculpture was gorgeous the slavery enormous they had to cut down every tree in the forest a few years later everyone was dead
Hunter goes to the sacred ground up on a mountain see the man spellbound king of the snakes is what he found but it didn’t make a motion didn’t make one sound wrapped the serpent up in a holy shroud throw it on his back bring it back to town set a stage up for a fearful crowd people will come from miles around women and children singing oh my lord all the people running screaming oh my lord everybody gather both rich and poor and more and more and more come pouring crowd starts roaring sun comes shining sound and lights will stir the giant snake awake and people crying ropes are broken people dying terrified and paralyzed the ground starts to shake and everybody running frantically the fear will overtake and an intoxicated ego always makes the mistake hunters getting crushed in the mouth of the snake
Backbone 04:42
The sun is shining on Egyptian tombs Casting shadows on roman ruins Passing over a british crown over to western world The day has come around The sun is shining from east to west One empire watches it rise while the others watch it set Chosen people what they always feel inside But every king ruins everything with arrogance and pride The speaker cone’s blown and it won’t make a sound Voice drowned to the drone of the phones all around And all you’re getting thrown are the bones on the ground While the free worlds backbone’s owned by a clown The speaker cone’s blown and it won’t make a sound Voice drowned to the drone of the fear all around Play follow the leader to a hole in the ground While the chosen people watch the sun going down There’s a story that I read back in history class About a great empire that grew up way too fast And everybody would admire their desire to expand their land till they acquired the upper hand Master minds’ lust for glory left them blind And kindness would leave what was left of human kind Leading holy wars in the face of other nations Swinging holy swords with self-rightous indignation They alone knew what was right it was their turn under the sun Cause they were the chosen ones yes they were the chosen ones And as the civilized world capsized into demise surprise To see the hatred in the rest of the world’s eyes Wait stop I don’t want to read this story. It’s cheesy The moral is way to obvious and the lesson’s to easy So let me flip through this book for something that will teach me crack my head open like a talk with Ken Keasey But page after page golden age to golden age It just keeps on revolving it’s just one damn story Page after page, it’s the wars that we wage It’s the same revolution, it’s the same fight for glory And the one thing nobody seems to understand megan we can’t wash the blood that we shed off our children’s hands
Put it Down 03:39
Not again, I feel the knot again I feel the knot again gotta make it stop again I really wish we could just take it back to the top again spiral like a chromosome throwing every stick and stone but words that really hurt are what breaks the bone and I know you’ve heard it all before but I gotta put in my foot before your mind has time to close the door please little darling believe me when I say everything will be okay If we put it down and come out with our hands up you gotta put it down and come out with your hands up I gotta put it down now and come out with my hands up my hands up It’s getting harder now than when we started out but the road less traveled on is what it’s all about BANG on the door think you need a place to hide All the time you’re knocking you’ve been knocking from the inside And I know and I know that if we put it down Then we would be a you and me the poetry would be about Please little monkey believe me when I say Everything will be okay
Untitled 01:04
Cruise 03:22
If you’ve got a lust of wander and nerves of steel If you’ve got a craving for adventure, man I got the deal If you don’t mind roughing it and like to explore Your space ship has just come into shore Let’s go out on a cruise The air is all conditioned and they’ve got a lot of food And if you get annoyed we can have that servant removed And when we go to shore it’s just like a human zoo On a cruise You can see natives in their natural habitat Selling you plastic trinkets and little straw hats They’ll do a thousand year old ritual for the change in your wallet It has a very spiritual meaning but I think they have forgot it Love, exciting and new, come aboard we’re expecting you Flowered shirt men in a steel drum session Singing Bob Marley songs about white oppression But the lyrics are changed so as not to offend Just like I am doing right now please have a nice day In the end my friend you’re just a virus wearing shoes On a cruise
Wrong Note 02:39
There’s a note that’s not right in this song And every time it comes around it always seems to bring me down And everyday I hope and pray that God will make it go away This note that’s not right in this song There’s a tone in her voice that’s not right And every time I come around i only seem to bring her down One day I overheard her pray for God to make me go away This tone in her voice that’s not right There’s a sun in the sky that’s not right And every time it comes around I close my eyes till it’s going down The perfection in my head each day makes all the good ones go away Oh Lord, heed my call, send a flood to wash it all away The tone in her voice The note in this song That’s not right
Bonus 03:28


released September 12, 2003


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