10000 Maniacs

Because The Night
City Of Angels
Gun Shy
The Lion's Share
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The Lion's Share

Can I be unhappy? Look at what I see: a beast in furs and crowned in
luxury.
He's a wealthy man in the poorest land, a self-appointed king, and
there's
no complaining while he's reigning. The lambs are bare of fleece and
cold;
the lion has stolen that, I'm told. There must be some creature mighty
as
you are. The lambs go hungry (not fair), the biggest portion is the
lion's
share. There must be some creature mighty as you are.
Can I be unhappy? Listen and agree, no words can shame him or tame
him.
The lambs are bare of fleece and cold; the lion has stolen that, I'm
told.
There must be some creature mighty as you are. The lambs go hungry
(not fair),
the biggest portion is the lion's share. There must be some creature
mighty
as you are, as you are.
Razor claws in velvet paws, you dunce in your guarded home, 'til a
stronger
beast will call on you and pounce upon your throne.
Do we pay? Dearly, for the lion takes so greedily and he knows that
what
he's taken, it is ours. That's how the wealth's divided among the
lambs and
king of the beasts, it is so one-sided. Until the lamb is king of the
beasts
we live so one-sided

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City Of Angels

Heaven, is this heaven wher we are? See them walking, if youi
dare , if you call that walking. Stumble, stagger, fall and drag
themselvesalong the streets of heaven.
Where is the blessed table to feed all who hunger on earth,
welcomed and seated each one joyfully served? See them walkinf, if
you dare, if you call that walking. Stumble, stagger, fall and drag
themselves along the streets of heaven.
Where is the halo that should glow 'round your face, and where
are the wings that should grow from your shoulder blades? Show them
to me.
These are sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels have
all been one rude awakening that was dues to me in heaven.
There would have been heavenly music I was convinced before.
A host of the dearly to meet me with Hosannas sung at the door, but
these are sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels have all
been one rude awakening that was dues to me in hevean. In this city
of fallen angels

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Gun Shy

I always knew that you would take yourself far from home as
soon as, as far as you could go. By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and
the Army issue green, for the past eight weeks I can tell where you've
been. For I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me there
was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins. There is a world
outside of this room and when you meet it promise me you won't meet it
with your gun.
So now you are one of the brave few, it's awful sad we need
boys like you. I hope the day never comes for "Here's your live round
son. Stock and barrel, saftey, trigger, here's your gun." Well I
knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me there was soldiers
blue blood streaming inside your veins. There is a world outside of
this room and when you meet it promise me you won't meet it with your
gun taking aim. For I don't mean to argue, they've made a decent boy
of you and I don't mean to spoil yourhome coming, but baby brother
you should expect me to.
"Stock and barrel, saftey, trigger, here's your gun." So now
does your heart pitter pat with a patriotic sond when you see the
stripes of Old Glory waving? Well I knew, I could see, it was all cut
and dried to me there was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your
veins. There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it
promise me you won't meet it with your gun taking aim. I don't mean
to argue, they've made a decent boy of you and I don't mean to spoil
your homecoming my baby brother Jude and I don't mean to hurt you by
saying this again, they're so good at making soldiers but they're not
so good at making men

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Because The Night

Take me now, baby, here as I am
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Have I doubt, baby, when I'm alone
Love is a ring on the telephone
Love is an angel, disguised as lust
Here in our bed 'til the morning comes
Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
With love we sleep, with doubt the vicious circle turns, and burns
Without you, I cannot live, forgive the yearning burning
I believe in love too real to feel, take me now, take me now, take me
now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

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