[ alternative version of Planned Obsolescence ]
[ alternative version of Planned Obsolescence ]

10000 Maniacs

[ alternative version of Planned Obsolescence ]
[ Billy Bragg and Natalie Merchant ]


Blind Faith - 10000 Maniacs


[ alternative version of Planned Obsolescence ]

love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is amyth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness

panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night the tempting rises

no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd deny blind faith in half-surmises

because

any modern man can see that
any modern man can see that

piety obsolete
faith obsolete
mysticism obsolete
prophetic vision obsolete

any modern man can see that
any modern mad can see that
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness

panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night the tempting rises

no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd deny blind faith in half-surmises

because

any modern man can see that
any modern man can see that

piety obsolete
faith obsolete
mysticism obsolete
prophetic vision obsolete

any modern man can see that
any modern mad can see that

Bread And Circuses - 10000 Maniacs


[ Billy Bragg and Natalie Merchant ]



Crowds gather round kneeling at the feet of common thieves
Hungry for the word, but God would never speak through such as these,
such as these
who offer healing hands and balms, and redemption, a few would cross
their palms
They'll tell your troubles to the Lord for how ever much you can afford

Hands holding hands in the circle of the sinners and the saints
Memories that linger from the cradle, placing puzzles in the grave,
in the grave
No mortal skin and bone can live on bread and circuses alone
The spirit needs, must drive the mystery of why you're alive

CHORUS:

They look and their Book and they read
But their cold hearts say, "Follow me"

Dance in the dust in the frenzy of the desperately in need
Led by the voices of the men who invoke ritual to hide their greed,
hide their greed
Come every tongue, every eye across the crumbling earth and cracking skies
The gates of hell stand open wide, but the path of glory you walk single
file

(Chorus)

These men make a cage for the very souls that came here to be free

They turn off their lights for their tents they're fixing to leave

(Instrumental)

Follow me

(Chorus 2x)

They'll close their Book and leave, but you'll remain still in pain

Few And Far Between - 10000 Maniacs


[ Merchant ]


[ alto sax: Maceo Parker/tenor sax: Alfred "Pee Wee" Ellis/trombone: Fred Wesley (together: The JB Horns) ]

Times are far between, and few I bet, when we can look upon our lives without regret.
Of all the things I have done, you think I'm proud of everyone without exception?

'Till you make your peace with yesterday, you'll never build a future.
I swear by what I say.
Whatever penance you do, decide what it's worth to you and then respect it.
However long it will take to weather your mistakes, why not accept it?

My hands, for now, are tied.
I'm a body frozen.
I'm a will that's paralyzed.
When will you ever set aside your pain and misery?
No matter how I beg, no matter how I wish or plead, you'll never be more than alive.
You'll never do more than survive until you expect it.
Do you want to build a world with our lives?
You better soon decide or you can forget it.

My hands, for now, are tied.
I'm a body frozen.
I'm a will that's paralyzed.
'Till you drop that heavy baggage you're dragging behind, there won't be room for us to both go this ride.

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