Category:Lyrics IV’
Jesus Is My Cable Guy
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Jesus Is My Cable Guy performed by Brian Sofer and Lee Adkins
Jesus is my cable guy, he came to my front door
Stepped inside, looked around, checked my order to be sure
He said, now son, I got you down for Ultra mega-channels gold
It’s a one-time only offer from the corp who’ll save your soul
We got all your local networks, sports and movies by the ton
I’ll hook you up with CBN to keep old Satan on the run
An endless cast of dyed-blonde shills from the entertainment news
And exclusive, discount prices on salvation pay-per-views
That sounds pretty good to me, are you ready to begin?
He said, lemme sanctify your coax ‘fore I get this stuff plugged in
Now this black box will bring you all the dreams you’ll ever need
And for an extra couple bucks I’ll make your internet high-speed
Well, add that to the bill my Lord, let’s get this wide web flyin’
I’m bored of being uninformed, perhaps from lack of tryin’
There’s nothin’ wrong with gettin’ fed your breaking, scooped reports
or havin’ all my info beamin’ from one divine source
This diamond stud remote control’s your new messiah now
And you’ll find yourself the answers in this book that shows you how
But if you’re lost and can’t pick up our signal crystal clear
Just ring one of our angels bells, they’ll always be right here
Thanks again, my old friend, only got one question more
What the hell are you installing TV-cable for?
Well I died for you and all your sins in case there’s any doubt,
But I had to get a job myself, once heaven got bought out
Copyright © 2005 – Brian Sofer
Ready For A New Act
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Ready For A New Act performed by Breaking & Entering
They sent me down from Langley
and I had to leave my post
They wiped away my records clean
You’re looking at a ghost
We both know why I’m here
So let’s just cut right to the chase
The spooks I represent
found someone new to take your place
From what I heard the camel’s back got broken long ago
Probably wasn’t all that smart to mess with Val and Joe
Bite the hand that feeds you, you went and got the wrong folks mad
Nobody’s gonna save you now not even dear old dad
I’m just a cowboy doin’ as I’m told
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
We thought you knew exactly what this job of ours required
Poppy should’ve told you once we forced him to retire
You blurred the lines with your corporate ties and ruined our illusion
When all you had to do was feed them media confusion
The greatest leader steadfast and bold
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
We had a chance to sit a while and I’ll let you decide
Coronary, car crash or just plain old suicide
Hubris got the best of you and we sacked your kind before
We only let you live to get our spoils from the war
Mission accomplished, yeah I read above the fold
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
Self-made success story spun from Saudi gold
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
They’re ready for a new act yours is getting pretty old
Copyright © 2005 – Brian Sofer
Coffee To Go
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Coffee To Go
performed by Breaking & Entering
Winds swirlin’ wide
Wet with rain
Drops nail my head
To the dashboard once again
But I’ll drive
For a long time
Point the way
Just make that coffee to go
One more night
Between the lines
Paint hits my face
Smack in the eyes once again
But I’ll drive
For a long time
Point the way
Just make that coffee to go
Yeah I’ll drive
For a long time
Point the way
Just make that coffee to go
I look up high
What’s in my wake
Another double-runner
Blow you away once again
But I’ll drive
For a long time
Point the way
Just make that coffee to go
Yeah I’ll drive
For a long time
Point the way
Just make that coffee to go
Copyright © 2004 – Brian Sofer
Just Havin’ Fun
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Just Havin' Fun performed by Breaking & Entering
I ordered out for pizza
half an hour ago
I need that driver awful soon
they’re takin’ way too slow
I was starting to get worried
See you found the place alright
Dare to get yourself a tip boy…
step inside
I’m glad to find you’re older
but I’m sad to have to say
You won’t be makin’ anymore
deliveries today
I built this special collar
I hope it fits you Wells
Guess we’ll know for sure when it sends you…
straight to hell
Here is your assignment
said the spider to the fly
Act now, think later
or else you will die
Hand the note to the tellers
keep calm man, you’ll be fine
Til we meet at Mickey D’s your worthless hide…
is mine
Yeah I found the perfect crime
Pickin’ victims off the vine
It was only just their time
And I’m a brilliant mastermind
Because it’s never been done,
They say I’m the only one,
Now I’m back out on the run
Bring the money to the arches
And I just might let you go
You’ll find some more instructions
for the keys and combo-codes
It’s really quite exciting
You’ll appear on live TV
blackmail puppet homicide?…
wait and see
Poor old Mama Mia
doomed by only random chance
Soon another will be taken,
what a strange coincidence
The pigs are lining up
Lookin’ busy for the news
The game is almost over now…
you lose
Yeah I found the perfect crime
Pickin’ victims off the vine
It was only just their time
And I’m a brilliant mastermind
Because it’s never been done,
They say I’m the only one,
Now I’m back out on the run
The only clue they’ll have
is one deadly hand-made cane
but they never seen a picture of my
of eerie penciled veins
I had to the show world
how a real heist could be done
didn’t mean to frighten you…
just havin’ fun
just havin’ fun
Copyright © 2005 – Brian Sofer
16 Times
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He came to town, about thirty years around
For the show, and we were hopin’ we could go
We ran to buy our tix, that very day
Told our green-eyed friends, we couldn’t wait
We found our seats, and we got somethin’ to eat
That jam-packed crowd, they were so damn loud
Heard the call as he stood there, in the lights
Struttin’ out to the sounds of starry nights
Rhinestone-wrapped head to toe, in 15 grand
Mess with that and you’ll get, the back of his hand
On the attack up until they broke his back
What the heck – they went and broke his neck
Hurry up, sit on down – don’t be late
A barn-burnin’ classic, right out the gates
Didn’t miss a single trick, he had all the moves
Right on down to the paintjob, on his boots
Five-fingered slap and the fans begin to clap
Another chop, he ain’t never gonna stop
Doesn’t ever really seem, like time has past
Even when he wears, that crimson mask
Yeah, he’ll always be, a friend of mine
Fought his way to the top, 16 times
Fought his way to the top, 16 times
Fought his way to the top, 16 times
Copyright © 2004 – Brian Sofer
David Allan Coe
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David Allan Coe performed by Brian Sofer
My name is David Allan Coe
I grew up down in Ohio
That’s my big bus there don’t ya know
I’ll take my ass to my own show
Got that leather on my hands
And a list of state demands
Now a free man I can stand
and drive across this blessed land
My name is David Allan Coe
My shiny beltbuckle says so
And I did time on ole death row
I’d rather die than have to blow
I wore a mask upon my head
I drink my bourbon from a sled
My favorite B-side says I’m dead
‘cause-a that marriage that I shed
My name is David Allan Coe
Since ‘39 the word was go
In ’67 I was paroled
I won’t discuss that anymo’
Yeah sometimes I drove a hearse
But I guess it could be worse
So when you hear me drop a verse
Please forgive me when I curse
My name is David Allan Coe
I’m gettin’ older from the road
Some say I let my body go
What do all them bastards know?
Yeah an outlaw’s who’ll I be
so Johnny Paycheck sang for me
taught the workin’ man to see
there’s nothin’ else but bein’ free
My name is David Allan Coe
I grew up down in Ohio
That’s my big bus there don’t ya know
I’ll take my ass to my own show
My name is David Allan Coe
My shiny beltbuckle says so
And I did time on ole death row
I’d rather die than have to blow
My name is David Allan Coe
Since ‘39 the word was go
In ’67 I was paroled
I won’t discuss that anymo’
My name is David Allan Coe
I’m gettin’ older from the road
Some say I let my body go
What do all them bastards know?
Copyright © 2004 – Brian Sofer
Eyes All Around
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Drive up real slow, papers out and windows down
I kept my thumbprints and my eyeballs, another day
It’s brother Sam again, what does he want, that he don’t know?
Glad to see my money’s bein’ well spent, while they go and manufacture consent
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
Eyes all around
Waved on by, look up above, and there they are
Two logoed birdies in formation, hidin’ in the clouds
I need some time alone, stop the car, slide off the grid
Duck into momma’s store in smalltown, try to keep my buzzcut-head down
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
Eyes all around
Yes sir
No ma’am
I’m just passin’ through
Tank is low, stop at dusk, and get a room
Sweet hostess waitin’ in the lobby, cyclops tipped her off
I’ll pay in cash alright, lest my clearance be denied
Shake off the bloodhounds on the moneytrail; don’t wanna wind up in a Cuban jail
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
Eyes all around
Wake up late, I’m out the door, back on the road
I got some cliffbars and a facemask, 4 hours left
Gone are the days of old, brushed aside, by 213
I ain’t disheveled in Montana man, thought I was still an American
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
Eyes all around
Yes sir
No ma’am
I’m just passin’ through
No I’m not paranoid, how many wrongs for my rights?
Fooled me once, while they grabbed ‘em undercover of the night
Don’t forget, you and I, we are still the human race,
I want my freedom not surveillance, get that camera out my face
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
I can see ‘em now
Eyes all around
Copyright © 2005 – Brian Sofer
Fear And Love
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Where were you when you finally heard the truth about
the greatest story ever sold
Check their facts, hit your macs, open up the gates
and watch it all unfold
The oldest trick in the book since the dawn of man
is how to keep ‘em down
It’s not enough to rob ‘em of their dignity
You gotta make ‘em all feel proud
One day
We’ll find a way
To rise above
Fear and love
Shuffled in, dealt and cut out once again
by the top of the deck
The kings and queens will thank you for your loyalty
While puttin’ the rope ‘round your neck
We weren’t sent here to be merely stepping stones
Quit layin’ down to make ‘em strong
They’ll gain your trust by gobblin’ up your purity
but spit you out before too long
One day
We’ll find a way
To rise above
Fear and love
Fear and love
Fear and love
Fear and love
I ain’t talkin’ bout black helicopters,
or that fringe-a-noia stuff
They lay it out, every night right in front of you
It’s on us to call their bluff
Always tryin to dress up the greedy pig
Don’t give in to what feels wrong
And I’ll be waitin’ for the knock on my door at night
For all the red flags in this song
One day
We’ll find a way
To rise above
Fear and love
Fear and love
Fear and love
Fear and love
Copyright © 2004 – Brian Sofer
Fire In The Sky
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There was this town in northeastern Alabama
About 50 people and the chief of police
Now they’re all singing the same tune
Guess they all had a crazy dream
And back in 1947
Over the desert of New Mexico
They say it’s all top secret
Whole lot of fuss over army balloons
Another place
Another face
Another tale about the
Fire in the sky
But nevermind,
You’ll be fine
Just forget about the
Fire in the sky
Remember Travis in Arizona
You know the guy they made a movie about him
left his crew to check something in the road
now his life won’t ever be the same
Another place
Another face
Another tale about the
Fire in the sky
But nevermind,
You’ll be fine
Just forget about the
Fire in the sky
Then there’s that writer from NY state
An upscale skeptic type
Now he believed he was taken every 5 years
Didn’t remember a damn thing til he was under
(Had to go under to dig that out)
Another place
Another face
Another tale about the
Fire in the sky
But nevermind,
You’ll be fine
Just forget about the
Fire in the sky
Copyright © 2004 – Brian Sofer
Man Alive
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Had all the change I could scrounge,
headed in town
Need myself some Gatorade before I hit the ground
Walk up to the store
Grab that lemon lime
Get up to the counter find I’m still a nickel shy
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Call my new girl for a date
Hate to make her wait
Wound up gettin’ off my shift at least 3 hours late
Knock on her door
Evening, pretty thing,
Look down at her hands that’s when I saw her diamond ring
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Been a while now
I gotta find out
Why this hex is on me like a rain cloud
Been so long yeah
I’m gettin’ nowhere
But I know
My luck’s about to change
Slink on down to the bar
I’m glad it wasn’t far
That damn repo-man towed away my only runnin’ car
Look to my left
Look to my right
Turns out that I’m caught between two apes before a fight
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Man alive…
Ain’t that just my luck
Been a while now
I gotta find out
Why this hex is on me like a rain cloud
Been so long yeah
I’m gettin’ nowhere
But I know
My luck’s about to change
Copyright © 2005 – Brian Sofer