ashes to ashes

Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumour from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too.
I've loved. All I've needed: love.
Sordid details following."

The shrieking of nothing is killing me
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
And I ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
But I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh, no, not again

I'm stuck with a valuable friend
"I'm happy. Hope you're happy, too."
One flash of light
But no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue,
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom."
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom."
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom."
My mama said, "To get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom."

The First Thanksgiving

The First Thanksgiving On September 8, 1565, Pedro Menéndez de Avilés and 800 Spanish settlers founded the settlement of St. Augustine in Spanish La Florida. As soon as they were ashore the landing party celebrated a Mass of Thanksgiving, and, afterward, Menéndez laid out a meal to which he invited as guests the native Seloy tribe who occupied the site. The celebrant of the Mass was St. Augustine’s first pastor, Father Francisco Lopez de Mendoza Grajales, and the feast day in the church calendar was that of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary. What exactly the Seloy natives thought of those strange liturgical proceedings we do not know, except that, in his personal chronicle, Father Lopez wrote that “the Indians imitated all they saw done.” What was the meal that followed? From our knowledge of what the Spaniards had on board their five ships, we can surmise that it was cocido, a stew made from salted pork and garbanzo beans, laced with garlic seasoning, and accompanied by hard sea biscuits and red wine. If it happened that the Seloy contributed to the meal from their own food stores, fresh or smoked, then the menu could have included as well: turkey, venison, and gopher tortoise; seafood such as mullet, drum, and sea catfish; maize (corn), beans and squash. This was the first community act of religion and thanksgiving in the first permanent [European] settlement in North America. It took place just 300 yards north of the Castillo de San Marcos, at what is now the Mission of Nombre de Dios, This event is commemorated today by a 250 foot cross which stands on the original landing site. The thanksgiving at St. Augustine was celebrated 56 years before the Puritan-Pilgrim thanksgiving at Plymouth Plantation (Massachusetts), but it did not become the origin of a national annual tradition. During the 18th century British forces won out over those of Spain and France for mastery over the continent. Thus, British observances, such as the annual reenactment of the Pilgrims’ harvest festival in 1621, became a national practice. After the United States became an independent country, Congress recommended one yearly day of thanksgiving for the whole nation to celebrate. George Washington suggested the date November 26.

privilege

So correct me if I'm wrong though a day's twenty four hours long
How come you feel unwired and disconnected
Draw attention to yourself is your life a living hell?
Change your act, re-write the script the way you planned it

Radio news reports
Truth and fact distorts
And the world's majority is understated
If the views are on your mind
It's the wavelength you must find
Be prepared to hold your weight
Huh! Hah!
Privilege you have the right
If you're on the frequency
If you're on the frequency
So when you say that

There's always something else to do
There must be one thing you can try
There's always something else to do

When a week has just three days
It's the young that always pay
But who keeps the cold at bay with understanding
If there's a dying urge inside
To release forgotten pride
Don't rely on words of gloom
Don't be disjointed
Privilege you have the right
If you're on the frequency
If you're on the frequency
So when you say that

There's always something else to do
There must be one thing we can try
There's always something else to do

Heretic the witch was right
She had the frequency
She has the potency
Energy the time is right
To fight for decency

Privilege you have the right
If you're on the frequency
If you're on the frequency
So when you say that
There's never anything to do
There must be one thing you can try
There's always something else to do
How?
How I begin, Tell me how, How?
I tune in, Tell me how, How?
When do I tune in for now?
Draw attention to yourself
Are you tuned into the show?
She had the frequency
She has the potency...

reptiles and samurai

Reptiles and samurai 
Inhabit my head
Invading my dreams 
Sleeping in my bed 
They battle, but they never die
They hear what I hear 
Watching through my eyes 
They don't like what they see 

Reptiles and samurai 
Are under my skin 
They hide in my mind 
They speak with my tongue 
They run amok in my terrain 

They are not friends 
But they are forced reluctantly 
To share my brain

Reptiles have silly grins 
Dark eyes—shiny teeth—some have fins 
Samurai, they smile never 
Serious—pretty swords—very clever 

Sometimes, I watch you from this place way in the sky 
Your face is young and shiny, transformed right before my eyes 
Without warning, without reason 
To samurai and lizards
Reptiles and samurai 
Samurai and lizards 
Reptiles and samurai 

Reptiles and samurai 
Inhabit my head 
Invading my dreams 
Sleeping in my bed 
They battle, but they never die...!

Reptiles have pretty scales 
They run real fast—they like to bite—some have tails 
Samurai like their water hot—very brave 
They eat raw fish—they fight a lot 

Sometimes, I watch you from this place way in the sky 
Your face is young and shiny, transformed right before my eyes 
Without warning, without reason 
To samurai and lizards 
Reptiles and samurai 
Samurai and lizards 
Reptiles and samurai