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Fighter Pilot
03:27
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Walking through the prairie grass I look into my past
And now her stripes dance before me
Far away from home I thought we'd roam
But now the tigress becomes the hunter
Up in the sky the Fighter Pilot drops
In a cliff a mountain lion howls
Up in the clouds fearless Fighter Pilot's dropping
Her bombs are crashing down
As hard as marble and cold like granite
My heart weighs a thousand pounds
In the open savanna I scan for direction
But all I see are her omni eyes
Years later I've got no soul
And I've been torn to pieces
Water fills the trench I dug years ago
The blood flow through, though it'll never mix
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Sheila Maria
04:11
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Sheila Maria, oh
She walks with her eyes closed. She walks barefoot in the sand.
She say that she tans well. I hope some day to see that.
Sheila Maria, oh
She will sooth you to pieces. She can put you in a trance
She doesn't believe it's all simply by chance
Sheila Maria, oh
Lavish her with coconut milk and you'll find yourself on the floor
But don't get too confident cause she'll leave you needing more
Sheila Maria, oh
Shy as a child. Watch her hiding behind her hand
But behind the red door she shares the passion of a man
Sheila Maria, oh
So let the oils drip and the candle wax burn down
Feel so gigantic when Sheila Maria's around
Sheila Maria
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You Don't Love Me
04:24
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The Ford pickup broken down late last night out on old route 63
It was dark and I didn't have your calm, steady hand to keep me company
Just the confident Highway Patrol with their lights and life saving gear;
They just couldn't fix the sad heartache I felt without you my dear
You don't love me like you did before
No, you don't love me and you're walked out my door
Out among the tombstones the old gravedigger stands alone
He's digging up room for all lost souls preparing them for worlds unknown
My black heart is dead and vacant without any ceremony
At least you could have buried mine. You just relinquished custody
Now I'm no mathematician. And I'm no mail order bride
But two minus one makes a gal feel lonely inside
The local priest he seems so proud. He carries a red, red rose
He's smiling about something that only he really knows
But I haven't given up hope. I know you'll be back with me.
Maybe not in this life; but someday eternally
Now I'm no mathematician. And I'm no mail order bride
But two minus one makes a gal feel lonely inside
You don't love me like you did before
No, you don't love me and you've walked out my door
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The Sphere of Love
02:59
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Oh, aren't you the pretty one. Dance around the tree
Oh, aren't you the silly one. You look a lot like me
Here in this benevolent world I can't even cry
And all those bad things that happened
They just float on by
In the Sphere of Love nothing gets me down
Oh, aren't you the solid one. You're always my best friend
You've always been there for me until the bitter end
We play cards and smoke cigars up until the dawn
And when the sun finally comes up we'll go running home
Why can't you even cry?
Is it because you're oh, so high?
In the Sphere of Love nothing gets me down
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Why It Comes and Goes
03:46
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Oh, I don't know why this feeling comes and goes
How to control it, to have and to hold it, no one knows
At times, I must be alone; to delve into worlds unknown
I leave you now before this feeling escapes my bones
But I still love you, baby
And I want you to know
That my creations would be much more unseemly
If I didn't have you to help me grow
Burn my eyes, from those flames that tranquilize.
Cause I need space to think and to just simply rest my case
There's something I must make clear: I miss you when you're not here
But to work the demons from my head I must disappear.
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Mighty Good
04:27
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Oh, I feel mighty good, I feel much better than I should
but I can’t slow down. No I can’t slow down.
And you’re been awfully good to me and there’s no place I’d rather be than here with you.
You can’t trust your sense now. You’ve hit your head upon the bow.
The ship is dipping down. You drown without a sound.
The absence of your sweetness and the fainting from my weakness
has got me down. It’s got me down.
I can barely lift my legs upon this lonely raft I’m sailing on
I’m so run down; without you around.
The fans of time are spinning ‘round
I throw my body on the ground and wonder where I am
And how this dust makes a man.
The lawyer wants the law to break. The undertaker speaks of fate
They want me down; in the ground.
From selfish motivations breed temptations, lies and descent
It’s got me down. It’s got me down.
Sucked from country pleasures weaned on lines unDonne and farmer’s weed.
The golden fields have turned to green as I lay my head upon the road.
Oh, I feel mighty good I feel much better than I should but I can’t slow down. No, I can’t slow down.
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Hate is Love
03:44
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Stalin knew it long ago
And Hitler was a pro.
If they don’t love you then they hate you.
The rest are in limbo.
So crack the whip and bruise my body
I’m mad with passionate hate.
I’ll prove to you that I love you more
than anyone in this state.
Hate is Love. Love is Hate.
By fear or devotion, Hate is love.
Black leather boots and red, red roses
Hate is the vehicle that love uses
If I can’t kiss you and you won’t hear my song
You’ll be bound all night long.
In a world of imperfection;
in a land of bad design
I’ll wreck your life so badly
with dedication so sublime
Hate is Love. Love is Hate.
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Andy Havens Springfield, Missouri
Andy Havens is a musician/song writer from Springfield, MO.
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