It's coming through a hole in the air From those nights in Tiananmen Square It's coming from the feel That this ain't exactly real Or it's real, but it ain't exactly there From the wars against disorder From the sirens night and day From the fires of the homeless From the ashes of the gay Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming through a crack in the wall On a visionary flood of alcohol From the staggering account Of the Sermon on the Mount Which I don't pretend to understand at all It's coming from the silence On the dock of the bay, From the brave, the bold, the battered Heart of Chevrolet Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming from the sorrow in the street The holy places where the races meet From the homicidal bitchin' That goes down in every kitchen To determine who will serve and who will eat From the wells of disappointment Where the women kneel to pray For the grace of God in the desert here And the desert far away: Democracy is coming to the USA Sail on, sail on O mighty Ship of State To the Shores of Need Past the Reefs of Greed Through the Squalls of Hate Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on It's coming to America first The cradle of the best and of the worst It's here they got the range And the machinery for change And it's here they got the spiritual thirst It's here the family's broken And it's here the lonely say That the heart has got to open In a fundamental way Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming from the women and the men O baby, we'll be making love again We'll be going down so deep The river's going to weep, And the mountain's going to shout Amen It's coming like the tidal flood Beneath the lunar sway Imperial, mysterious In amorous array Democracy is coming to the USA Sail on, sail on O mighty Ship of State To the Shores of Need Past the Reefs of Greed Through the Squalls of Hate Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean I love the country but I can't stand the scene And I'm neither left or right I'm just staying home tonight Getting lost in that hopeless little screen But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags That Time cannot decay I'm junk but I'm still holding up This little wild bouquet Democracy is coming to the USA (Leonard Cohen) SONY/ATV SONGS LLC

The wagon with the boy on top He rides the downhill service Shooting his pockets in faraway places Taking up spaces The boy in his wagon offers rides As he slides through first base In a place far away Into the wagon, she takes up his offer No longer the author, is her story told? Stepping out of the wagon The takes are abandoned More riders, more bases, grown old Parking his wagon, tossing his baseball Running time in an upset grown cold Wagons and boys, pulled back and forth toys Red velvet, the river of not Give me my blue cloth I'll wash my own face And grab the rocker for joy! Parking his wagon, tossing his baseball Running time in an upset grown cold Wagons and boys, pulled back and forth toys Red velvet, the river of not Give me my blue cloth I'll wash my own face And grab the rocker for joy Until I find the boy Until I find the boy Until I find the boy who stays with me. ©2006 Davis Jones (BMI)

You shuddered and I gasped And I wondered what you meant The toothpaste was still sitting there Like a failed experiment. The powder would have made it If the plumbing had not burst But tooth and claw both jaded Got the better of us first We stirred up some concoction Blurted out some magic words And when our wishes stood erect We fed them to the birds Fly bird fly Out of my eye. ©2006 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones (BMI)

...yes. No. Yes. No. What is the source of all this news? How much more trust will be abused? Another site, a new belief A lot of noise with no relief They make it up to make us dumb Or bury our heads and trust no one It's all designed to keep us resigned. Oh. Uh-oh. Show. Oh, blow... ...took to the streets! They knew that it was wrong. That makes me proud... "Formula for a brand new insult Wouldn't that be nice It's a tough call, but it's common to choosing Between the likes and unlikes Put me in a gymslip and I'll scream at the sight of Virginia Wade." "I read Stefan Collini's piece On the higher education white paper Just as it becomes clear That although Labour rebels Are in may cases unwaveringly against them And although most students oppose them Top fees, top-up fees, top fees Top-up fees may well become law In part because our universities support them." "The lack of any concrete action on any of them Is less encouraging..." "Over the last year, comment on the Iraq War In the liberal intelligentsia's house journals Has been so unreflective and spiteful That the aside in Alan Bennett's recent diary Provoked no more than a resigned shrug." Stay awake There's a lot to see. ©2017 Davis Jones and J Neo Marvin (BMI)

Well come on now, take a look around Well come on now, take a look around There’s so much to be done And there’s no excuse for being bored They might tell you there’s no future for you Don’t be too sure when the future comes That you won’t be right there too, So what do you want to see around you? Well I’ve got a few ideas And I’m not the only one who does here There’s a time for shifting gears And this bad book is overdue! Sometimes I feel that we’re all pushing a boulder up a mountain And sometimes I feel like I’m cleaning a giant toilet with a toothbrush But don’t forget, my friend, when nothing seems effective Everything we do has an unexpected impact There is no meaning, baby, there is no script to follow There is nothing but the sum of all our choices The feedback from our heartbeats, the ripple from our voices Everything we do has an unexpected impact Everything we do has an unexpected impact Everything we do has an unexpected impact Everything we do has an unexpected impact Everything we do has an unexpected impact Everything we do has an unexpected impact. ©2014 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones (BMI)

(Original lyrics by the Mekons. Davis Jones came up with the idea of replacing "punched and beaten" with "tased and cheated" for our cover version.) I made a mistake When I looked over my shoulder Cromwell was right behind me In the driving rain I came out of the bathroom Looking for my ticket It's hard to be Hard to be human again Well I've been tased and cheated Though it never shows I'm going up to Sheffield I don't know when I'm coming home He took me in a corner And I don't know why I was looking for a friend He shaved me dry Never been in trouble Don't call me on the phone Put the blower in the bathroom Burn the house and start from scratch Searching for existence with my red, red wine It's hard to be Hard to be human again There was a caravan Leaving in the dusk I saw a man hold a chicken to his head I'm telling you baby I go up and I come down It's hard to be Hard to be human again. (Tom Greenhalgh-Jon Langford-Kevin Lycett) Low Noise (USA) BMI.

I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me And when I'm away from you I love how you miss me I love the way you always treat me tenderly But, darling, most of all I love how you love me I love how your heart beats whenever I hold you I love how you think of me without being told to I love the way your touch is always heavenly But, darling, most of all I love how you love me I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me And when I'm away from you I love how you miss me I love the way you always treat me tenderly But, darling, most of all I love how you love me I love how you hug me I love how how you squeeze me, tease me, please me, Love how you love me. I love how you love me. (Barry Mann-Larry Kolber) Aldon (BMI)

When the tired horns begin to blow And raindrops freeze into deep snow Will you pick up the flow? Can you help me to grow? When the old strings begin to snap And the new ones are just a lot of crap Will you keep us on track? Can you cut us some slack? On the way to working it out My mind's got its reasons and it's got its doubts Sometimes I'm wide open And sometimes I'm blind But I've got some baggage To leave behind in time "Anytime you're feeling introverted Sit yourself in the director's chair Untwist that tongue and sit right up And speak your mind loud and clear" And how could I say no to that? And what exactly is left to fear? ©2017 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones (BMI)

QUEEN BEE: "Hey, you. Hey! Hey, you! You, over there! You over there, you weren't listening! You didn't hear. You don't remember. You are Less Than, and I am your superior." WORKER BEE: "Not in a million years." QUEEN BEE: "You, you, you have no rights at all. None! None at all. Do you understand this? You have no rights. You are free to willfully walk out that door. Go, if you want." WORKER BEE: "She's young. She's probably an uneducated American. Probably a valley girl." QUEEN BEE: "But, if you're going to remain here and earn this paycheck, you are going to be my subordinate, darling! And until you learn how, you will not stop being reminded..." WORKER BEE: "She's, like, totally standing in my way. I mean, they won't let me talk about what I know..." QUEEN BEE: "...of what you forget!" WORKER BEE: "...and they won't let me move forward." QUEEN BEE: "Of what you can't remember! Of what you have not been informed yet!" WORKER BEE: "I swear, I think they go back and change the formulas at the bottom of the Excel sheets so that when I turn in my reports, they're wrong." QUEEN BEE: "Of what you know but cannot exercise!" WORKER BEE: "I've had to go over it a couple of times. I've never had that error!" QUEEN BEE: "Of what you need, but cannot have!" WORKER BEE: "It's funny. I'm not sure why they're trying to hold me back. And I'm being told that if I hang in there, even though it's hard, I will be rewarded in the end." QUEEN BEE: "You are subject to my will. You have a will. Your will is free to go. You may go." WORKER BEE: "And I was supposed to get this five dollar an hour raise after 90 days. A 90 day period of training, which they say now is gonna last maybe even a year. Ha. What a dupe!" QUEEN BEE: "However, should you decide to stay here, you will be my subordinate! You will be my slave!" WORKER BEE: "You THINK!" QUEEN BEE: "I WILL talk down to you!" WORKER BEE: "Not for much longer!" QUEEN BEE: "And you WILL talk down to me!" WORKER BEE: "Huh, I doubt THAT." QUEEN BEE: "And if you try to be on the same level as me, and talk to me in any way that...appears to be superior, you will be written up. Ha. Ha. Ha." WORKER BEE: "Uh-huh? You mean that IS superior? (Scoffs) How insecure you are, girl!" QUEEN BEE: "So, worker? Worker! Worker! Hey, you worker! You little peon worker, you!" WORKER BEE: "She's rather annoying. HELLA annoying." QUEEN BEE: "You're free to go if you want to. You have a will, you know." WORKER BEE: "Uh, yah? You didn't notice?" QUEEN BEE: "That will is going to get you into serious trouble. You know that. It has already." WORKER BEE: "Uh, OK, that's more like it." QUEEN BEE: "You willful little girl! You're way too willful for a girl. It's unbecoming for a girl, especially a worker bee girl, wishing for drone stardom." WORKER BEE: "Uh, I think that's really what you guys are doing, totally. I don't wanna join you there." QUEEN BEE: "Are you staying?" WORKER BEE: "I don't think so. I don't think so. QUEEN BEE: "I hate my job. I hate my job. I hate my job. I hate my job." WORKER BEE: "I got to write a wonderful letter back to them, a nice sweet resignation letter making my demands and preferences very clear, clearly knowing they would never be able to meet them. I got my check by FedEx today. Sweet!" ©2008 Davis Jones and J Neo Marvin (BMI)

The moving finger shakes and jumps Its spectacles to perform And what it's writing, it won't tell It just wants to stay warm It goes about its telling With the most emphatic lines The bells and whistles it seems to jive to Are way beyond my time I wrapped that finger up in ice And watched it throb and swell And rode out to the caves and moaned "I've found a new place to dwell." I walked the road and learned the code I opened up the bag I let the shocks out of the box I did not come to brag A lonesome freak more bright than most So brilliant and alone I found myself loving myself And started to build my home...my own home. I'll let you come and visit If you show up with respect But please don't blame the mirror If you don't like what it reflects. It's good to be home It's good to be home Ain't nobody brings me water like you do. Good night. ©2017 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones (BMI)