University of Errors
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IF YOU ARE CHANGING
if you are changing your life,
if you are changing your dreams,
if you are changing your life,
if you are changing your world
how do you know
who you are?
how do you know
where you are?
how do you know
what you're doing here?
this is my message to you
message to you
message to you
find your self in the music now
message to you
i ask you
find your self in the music now
message to you
dive into the music
i ask you listen with your ears
dippin' into the music,
swim in it hey,
and it's not in english you know
not even slightly not at all
no es spaniola
that's the message
then what's the medium?
it comes to you
it comes to you
it comes to you
by telepathic radio
ladies and gentleman
what's it called?
ha! of course as if we didn't know
ra-di-o, g-n-ommmme
sing your soul
sing out your soul
OCEAN IN THE DISTANCE
there's a road that leads
right out of here
back from where it came
a path goes up the mountainside
and here we are again
ocean in the distance
calling out your name
echoes through the universe
and comes back just the same
ahhhhhh yeahhhh
i will sit for you my friend
and you will sit for me
we'll breath the pure air
and see what we can see
we look back down
the tunnel of time
we create our histories
so we maybe quite free
to find the master
of the mysteries
ocean in the distance
calling out your name
echoes through the universe
it comes back just the same
OCEAN MOTHA
o ocean motha
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
all my life i lived
under the shadow of abuse
everytime i'm about to act
i wonder what's the use
i carry so much bitterness
i bleed because i hurt
ocean motha take me
wash this poison from my heart
wash this pollution from my heart
ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
please doc i just want to die
please don't save this life of mine
you don't have to try
i'm just not worth the trouble
i'm, not worth the expense
i simply want to fade away
it don't make
too much sense to me
it don't make
sense anymore to anyone
keep this bag of bones
from slipping away
i don't want to see another morning
i don't want to see another day
i'm in prison in this body
coz it's against the law
it's against the law
it's against the law to die
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
i'm a professional happy man
i know how to have a good time
and if ever i'm sad i hide my head
to cry crocodile tears
ain't no crime
so the clown and the fool
must be great disguise you know
so nobody notices
the tears in their eyes
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
may the power that gathers
from the love we give
be added to the love
of all the people who live
o ocean motha
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
o ocean motha
i feel you lift me up and carry me
temple of the ocean,
teach me my meaning
o temple of truth,
teach me not to hesitate
temple of darkness,
teach me to be humble
OLDE GUITAR BODY OF MINE
these strings are the spine
of this old guitar body of mine
and these strings of my spine
are my old guitar body
and the sound hole of my heart
is just a start,
it's just a start,
it's just a part of the whole.
the whole sound of my soul,
the whole sound of my soul.
and may the hand
that plays the strings
the guitar strings of my spine
that plays that old
guitar body of mine.
those strings of twine
those guitar strings of my spine
may the hand that plays the strings
of the heartsong of my soul
come from the heartsong of my soul
or else my life don't mean a thing,
don't mean a song
i want to sing i want to sing
i want to sing i want sing,
i wanna sing, i wanna sing
with the whole sound of our soul,
the whole sound of our soul
i want sing, i wanna sing,
i wanna sing
with the whole sound of our soul,
with the whole sound of our soul
the strings that are the spine
of this old guitar body of mine
ONE MOTHER OF PEARL
a truth for you
is a lie for me
a lie for you
may be a truth for me
one man's truth
is another man's lie
a misunderstanding
that never seems to die
and if there only was one person
in the whole wide world
i think the truth
would be one mother of pearl
for the aborigine
with his roots in the earth
like the tree you see
everything on which he stands
everything on which he stands
is his/her tribe
and his forefathers
and his family tree
while his roots are in the sound
that they sing beneath the ground
and the news of the day
comes into his consciousness
in this way
comes into his consciousness
in this way
for the european man
with his satellite dish
and his telephone line
they say everything comes his way
comes by vhf or cable
bxbxbx electronically
he is cut of from the earth
she is cut off from the earth
and he travels so fast
he is cut off from his past
and the roots of his family
he's just tv history
just tv history ladies and gentlemen
a truth for you
is a lie for me
a lie for you
may be just a truth for me
one man's truth
is another man's lie
a misunderstanding
that never looks like
it's never gonna die
never gonna die
and if there only was one person
in the whole wide world
the truth, ha the truth,
you mean to say you know the truth?
i think the truth would be
one mother of pearl
PINKY'S PARTY SONG
aha, ha, ha, ha, ha
stop the party, stop the music
start the master tape
here comes the earthquake
pass the microphone
it's pinky psycho
she got psychologix
for all you weeny teeny dicks
it ain't how big the rig
it ain't how long the dong
mucho too macho
macho too mucho
ain't no logistics
vital statistics
you are incredible
and viagra that's inedible
it's not in any lotion
and it's not in any potion
no it's not the dimension
it's the motion of the ocean
hey you come on my cloud
it's not the size of the surprise
it's the motion of the ocean
hey you come on my cloud
it's not the size of the surprise
it's the motion of the ocean
GOOD EVENING NED KELLY
good evening
dear elephants
old telephone box
fireman on top of blazing building
good morning
gentleman traveling
by underwater shark
aluminium crocodile
on holiday in brazil
photograph of the boudoir
of the president of the republic
captain marvel and superman
but particularly captain marvel
shazam!!
ned kelly wrapped in tin cans
wandering waltzing
through the desert
scatter fire scattergun
kill me if you can
i'm an irish boyo
and i drink a fine
pint of Guinness man
but i will not arise and go down
and go to innesfree at the moment
i think i'll stay
right where i am boyo
beware the fairy's bite
on the submarine of salt
let's split
to somewhere covered magical
they have dreams
of tremendous waterfalls
and zoos full of giant germs
methinks you'd love
to lick your love/life backwards
takes me back to last monday
when the sun resolved to a window
and with worms of wonder
sprinkled her eyes with lights