Transient

SAL
I know you're trying to protect me
Searching for another truth
With your language and your poetry
From my ignorance and youth

Hey I did not come to argue
My life never made much sense
I just wish that I could hug you
You're my only defense

I don't understand your writing
I could barely sign my name
All I ever learned was fighting
But I'm not the only one to blame

The streets were dark with danger
I have to stand up for my friends
In a land where I'm a stranger
And the hatred never ends

INMATE
Killer wants to go on T.V.

Still Flat

and you tell me this and you tell me that
no matter how the thing grows it's still flat
and you showed me this
and you showed me that
because of where you came from
you know where it's at
another Marxist celebration
this time with pipes instead of guns
with very little dedication
to anything that isn't fun
it's gonna take some dedication
it's gonna take some dedication
and you showed me this and you showed me that
because of where I came from
you know where I'm at
and you tell me this and you tell me that
no matter how round it feels it's still flat
it's still flat
another cosmic demonstration
with stars colliding into suns
it doesn't take imagination
it's just the way this stuff is done
better than your imagination

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No Matter What Sign You Are
A Million To One
buick
I Could Have Lied
Anniversary Song
Joke
Moments To Remember
You Say Keep It Gansta
Stop In Nevada
She's Not Dead
Perfect Pair
Never Give Up (The Right 1)
Reign Of The Tec
Going To The Run
Lighting Up the Candles
Cortez the Killer
Fly By Night
Love You 4 Life
Ghost Train
Twilight Zone
Love's Holiday
Jattends
People Are People
En Natt I Santiago
Mirage
Les Pions Du Silence
EMPTY HEART
A NIGHTINGALE SANG IN BERKELEY SQUARE
Good Ol' Ghetto
Tu
Don't Lie To Me
2U4U
La Colina De La Vida
Daddy's Home
Fruits of My Labor
Surprise! You're Dead!
Listen Up
¿Tu Con Qué Sueñas?
Let The Good Times Rock
I Will Be Your Friend
Desire
Gimmie Some Good Times
Doncha Runaway
Women vs. Men (Bolero)
Nobody's Doing the Job
Mírame a Los Ojos
Somewhere in the World