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INTO THE VOID

How can you buy or sell the sky
Or the warmth of the land it's strange to us
We don't own the freshness of the air
Or the sparkle of the water
How can you buy them from us
The white man doesn't understand our ways
For he's a stranger who comes in the night
And takes from the land just what he needs

Oh yeah

He treats his brothers like his enemies
When it's completed he moves on
He leaves his father's grave and his birthright
His birthright is forgotten
The air is precious to the red man
For all things share the same breath
The white man won't notice the air he breathes
Like a man dying for many days

All right now

The whites must treat the beasts of his land
As his brothers not his enemies
Tell me what is man without the beasts
I'll bet he will die of loneliness

One thing we know that the white man will
We know our god is the same god
You may think you wish to own him
Own him as you wish to own our land
But he is the body of man
And the earth is precious to him
Continue to contaminate your bed
And you will suffocate in your waste

Music: F. Iommi, W. Ward, J. Osbourne, T. Butler; Lyrics: Chief Sealth

GIRL U WANT

Swings from somewhere you can't see
She sits in the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined love
Drifts on down in a mist from above

She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want
She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want

You can hear her calling everywhere you turn
You know you're headed for the pleasure burn
The words get stuck on the tip of your tongue
She's the real thing but you knew it along

She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want

[Chorus]
Look at you, your mouth watering
Look at you your mind spinning
Why don't we just admit it's all over
She's just a girl you want

She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want
She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want

She swings from somewhere you can't see
She sits in the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined love
Drifts on down in a mist from above

She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want
She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want

(Chorus)

She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want
She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want
She's just a girl, a girl, a girl you want

Originally performed by: Devo

STRAY CAT BLUES

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you're no scare-eyed honey
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs
This ain't no hanging matter
No, this ain't no capital crime

Ya I can see that you're just fifteen years old
But I don't want your I.D.
Ya I can see that you're so far from home
This ain't no hanging matter,
No it ain't no capital crime

[Chorus]
Oh yeah, you're a stray stray cat
Oh yeah, you're a stray stray cat
Oh yeah, you're a stray stray cat

I bet your momma never saw you fight like that
I bet your momma never saw you scratch my back

You like to get yourself those _____ from home
But I know you miss your mother
You look so scared out of my man made bed
This ain't no hanging matter
No, this ain't no capital crime

(Chorus)

I bet your momma never heard you spit like that
I bet your momma never saw you scratch my back

I see your girlfriend and she's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her upstairs
She's wild enough that she can join in too
This ain't no hanging matter
No, this ain't no capital crime

(Chorus)

I bet your momma never saw you fight like that
I bet your momma never saw you scratch my back
I bet your momma never saw you
I bet your momma never heard you spit like that

I bet your momma never told you
I bet your momma never told you
I bet your momma never told you you scratch like that
Oh yeah, Oh yeah

Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones

SHE'S A POLITICIAN

A broken mirror and razor blade
She's a politician
Hot headed all the time
She's a politician

She doesn't misaccuse
She doesn't misabuse
She don't listen, even if she doesn't know what she's saying
She's a politician

And when it comes to blows
She'll get you on the ropes
She's got you beat, you can tell by the company she keeps
She's a politician

A broken mirror and razor blade
She's a politician
Hot headed all the time
She's a politician

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

She's got you all confused
With her machine gun talk
She won't give it cause she knows she's got alot

Music: Cornell; Lyrics: Cornell