My God by Jethro Tull

People -- what have you done --
locked Him in His golden cage.
Made Him bend to your religion --
Him resurrected from the grave.
He is the god of nothing --
if that's all that you can see.
You are the god of everything --
He's inside you and me.
So lean upon Him gently
and don't call on Him to save you
from your social graces
and the sins you used to waive.
The bloody Church of England --
in chains of history --
requests your earthly presence at
the vicarage for tea.
And the graven image you-know-who - Catholic --
with His plastic crucifix --
he's got him fixed --
confuses me as to who and where and why --
as to how he gets his kicks.
Confessing to the endless sin --
the endless whining sounds.
You'll be praying till next Thursday to
all the gods that you can count.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dh0woT7NkKI

Chopping Down The Trees For Jesus by Peter Rowan

Chopping Down The Trees For Jesus by Peter Rowan

Played once by the New Riders of the Purple Sage with Peter Rowan in 2007.

Chopping down the trees for Jesus
Chopping down the trees for Jesus
We'll be here till hell freezes
Chopping down the trees for Jesus

We're chopping down the trees for Jesus
Chopping down the trees for Jesus
We'll be here till hell freezes
Chopping down the trees for Jesus

Compassionate conservatives, chopping down the trees
Compassionate conservatives, chopping down the trees
We want all that we can get, we'll try to keep we get
Compassionate conservatives, chopping down the trees

We are chopping down the trees for Jesus
We are chopping down the trees for Jesus
We're chopping down the trees as pretty as you please
We're chopping down the trees for Jesus

We rule the world, we're chopping down the trees
We rule the world, we're chopping down the trees
Some creatures are extinct, it can happen in a wink
Chopping down the trees for Jesus

Chopping down the trees for Jesus
Chopping down the trees for Jesus
Chopping down the trees as dirtyty as you please
We're chopping down the trees for Jesus

Chopping down the trees for Jesus
Chopping down the trees for Jesus
We'll be here till hell freezes
Chopping down the trees for Jesus

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WaoM1c0SSlU

Midnight Moonlight by Peter Rowan

Midnight Moonlight

If you ever feel lonesome, and your down in San Antone,Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime, and call me on thephone.I'll meet you at Alamo mission, and we can say our prayers,The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us as we kneel there.
In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnightmoonlight.
If you ever feel sorrow for the deeds you have done,With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun.And the ocean is howling of things that might have been,And that last good morning sunrise will be the brightest you've everseen.
In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnightmoonlight.
If you ever feel sorrow for the deeds you have done,With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun.And the ocean is howling of things that might have been,And that last good morning sunrise will be the brightest you've everseen.
In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnightmoonlight

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLnDWc8APGg&feature=related

The Free Mexican Air Force by Peter Rowan

In the Morelos mountains campesinos are planting their fieldsWhere the ghost of Zapata flies a ship that can still outrun the windThere, free in the sky, and clear out of sight...It's the Free Alien Air Force, flying tonight!
In the city of angels, a Man-In-Black's cooling his heelsJust waiting for orders from Uncle Sam's spooks in the fieldBut it's much farther south where those little green men take to flightAnd then the, Mexican Air Force,Scrambles up on an inter-cept course,But the Free Alien Air Force is flying too high!
Flying so hi-i-igh...i-yi-yi-yi-yi!
Old Uncle Sam's cover-up-lies hide these alien trendsThey might kill you if they think you've got alien friendsBut they're fools who make rules out of fear of what flies in the nightBecause the Free Alien Air Force is flying tonight!
Uncle Sam in his paranoid fear shut-off the mountains that sur-roundThe Area called Fifty-One on Dreamland's dry Groom Lake groundNow the only civilians who dare fly over that siteCome from the Free Alien Air ForceUncle Sam's jets, scramble up, of courseBut the Free Alien Air Force is flying too high!
Flying so hi-i-igh...i-yi-yi-yi-yi!
(instrumental)

Is not propaganda destroying the minds of the young?The cover-up continued for power and greed in all forms!May the lies of the evil soon fall to the truth and the light!As the Free Alien Air Force flies freely tonight
Not even the President knows the full truth of what's going onAnd the media's co-opted, bought-out, and they're singing their songThey think none can stop them, their arrogance too great to fightThen their High-Tech Secret Air Force,Scrambles up on an inter-cept course,But the Free Alien Air Force is flying too high!
Flying so hi-i-igh...i-yi-yi-yi-yi!
Some ships come from Altair while others are coming from RigelThe Men-In-Black who watch them all use the alias "Nigel"It's all a chess game -- Earth's black and they're white,And the Free Alien Air Force just captured Earth's knight!
High in the skies they're discussing their plans for their landingTo welcome Earth to the Galactic Village in good standingAnd freedom for us is the prison for the rulers of might!That's why the Free Alien Air Force is flying tonight!
The Free Alien Air Force,With Element One-Fifteen fuel-source,Yes, the Free Alien Air Force, is flying tonight!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HCdgAqicDU

Willin' by Linda Ronstadt

Willin' by Linda Ronstadt


written by Lowell George


I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty, don't you know
But I'm still willin'

Out on the road late last night
I'd see my pretty Alice in every headlight
Alice, Dallas Alice

And I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonopah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me weed, whites and wine
And you show me a sign
And I'll be willin' to be movin'

And I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stove in but I'm still on my feet
And I'm still willin'

And I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
Baked by the sun every time I go to Mexico
Ah but I'm still...

And I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonopah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me weed, whites and wine
And you show me a sign
And I'll be willin' to be movin'




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJHcD0kHTGk&feature=related

Morning-Glory by Tim Buckley

Tim Buckley
Goodbye & Hello (1967)
Morning-Glory

I Lit My Purest Candle Close To My
Window, Hoping It Would Catch The Eye
Of Any Vagabond Who Passed It By,
And I Waited In My Fleeting House

Before He Came I Felt Him Drawing Near;
As He Neared I Felt The Ancient Fear
That He Had Come To Wound My Door And Jeer,
And I Waited In My Fleeting House

'Tell Me Stories,' I Called To The Hobo;
'Stories Of Cold,' I Smiled At The Hobo;
'Stories Of Old,' I Knelt To The Hobo;
And He Stood Before My Fleeting House

'No,' Said The Hobo, 'No More Tales Of Time;
Don't Ask Me Now To Wash Away The Grime;
I Can't Come In 'Cause It's Too High A Climb,'
And He Walked Away From My Fleeting House

'Then You Be Damned!' I Screamed To The Hobo;
'Leave Me Alone,' I Wept To The Hobo;
'Turn Into Stone,' I Knelt To The Hobo;
And He Walked Away From My Fleeting House




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgNxopvE3ro

Morning-Glory
hobo - linda ronstadt :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gD0nRvr4ISU

Goodbye & Hello by Tim Buckley

Tim Buckley
Goodbye & Hello (1967)
Goodbye and Hello

The Antique People Are Down In The Dungeons
Run By Machines And Afraid Of The Tax
Their Heads In The Grave And Their Hands On Their Eyes
Hauling Their Hearts Around Circular Tracks
Pretending Forever Their Masquerade Towers
Are Not Really Riddled With Widening Cracks
And I Wave Goodbye To Iron
And Smile Hello To The Air

O The New Children Dance ------ I Am Young
All Around The Balloons ------ I Will Live
Swaying By Chance ------ I Am Strong
To The Breeze From The Moon ------ I Can Give
Painting The Sky ------ You The Strange
With The Colors Of Sun ------ Seed Of Day
Freely They Fly ------ Feel The Change
As All Become One ------ Know The Way

The Velocity Addicts Explode On The Highways
Ignoring The Journey And Moving So Fast
Their Nerves Fall Apart And They Gasp But Can't Breathe
They Run From The Cops Of The Skeleton Past
Petrified By Tradition In A Nightmare They Stagger

Into Nowhere At All And They Look Up Aghast
And I Wave Goodbye To Speed
And Smile Hello To A Rose

O The New Children Play ------ I Am Young
Under The Juniper Trees ------ I Will Live
Sky Blue Or Gray ------ I Am Strong
They Continue At Ease ------ I Can Give
Moving So Slow ------ You The Strange
That Serenely They Can ------ Seed Of Day
Gracefully Grow ------ Feel The Change
And Yes Still Understand ------ Know The Way

The King And The Queen In Their Castle Of Billboards
Sleepwalk Down The Hallways Dragging Behind
All Their Possessions And Transient Treasures
As They Go To Worship The Electronic Shrine
On Which Is Playing The Late Late Commercial
In That Hollowest House Of The Opulent Blind
And I Wave Goodbye To Mammon
And Smile Hello To A Stream

O The New Children Buy ------ I Am Young
All The World For A Song ------ I Will Live
Without A Dime ------ I Am Strong
To Which They Belong ------ I Can Give
Nobody Owns ------ You The Strange
Anything Anywhere ------ Seed Of Day
Everyone's Grown ------ Feel The Change
Up So Big They Can Share ------ Know The Way

The Vaudeville Generals Cavort On The Stage
And Shatter Their Audience With Submachine Guns
And Freedom And Violence The Acrobat Clowns
Do A Balancing Act On The Graves Of Our Sons
While The Tapdancing Emperor Sings 'War Is Peace'
And Love The Magician Disappears In The Fun
And I Wave Goodbye To Murder
And Smile Hello To The Rain

O The New Children Can't ------ I Am Young
Tell A Foe From A Friend ------ I Will Live
Quick To Enchant ------ I Am Strong
And So Glad To Extend ------ I Can Give
Handfuls Of Dawn ------ You The Strange
To Kaleidoscope Men ------ Seed Of Day
Come From Beyond ------ Feel The Change
The Great Wall Of Skin ------ Know The Way

The Bloodless Husbands Are Jesters Who Listen
Like Sheep To The Shrieks And Commands Of Their Wives
And The Men Who Aren't Men Leave The Women Alone
See Them All Faking Love On A Bed Made Of Knives
Afraid To Discover Or Trust In Their Bodies
And In Secret Divorce They Will Never Survive
And I Wave Goodbye To Ashes
And Smile Hello To A Girl

O The New Children Kiss ------ I Am Young
They Are So Proud To Learn ------ I Will Live
Womanwood Bliss ------ I Am Strong
And The Manfire That Burns ------ I Can Give
Knowing No Fear ------ You The Strange
They Take Off Their Clothes ------ Seed Of Day
Honest And Clear ------ Feel The Change
As A River That Flows ------ Know The Way

The Antique People Are Fading Out Slowly
Like Newspapers Flaming In Mind Suicide
Godless And Sexless Directionless Loons
Their Sham Sandcastles Dissolve In The Tide
They Put On Their Deathmasks And Compromise Daily
The New Children Will Live For The Elders Have Died
And I Wave Goodbye To America
And Smile Hello To The World




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVimPk0kk1k