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RICK SPRINGFIELD - The Snake King


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1. IN LAND OF THE BLIND

The priest wears a black eye patch and fake Prada perfume
On his walking cane is the Holy Roman ring
He wants to blindfold you all alone in his bedroom
In the land of the blind the one eyed-man is king
Hosanna closes her eyes at Saint Peter's urging
She tapes them shut so she can't see anything
She don't know it yet, but she's no longer virgin
Here in the land of the blind, the one-eyed snake is king

The cyclops in the White House understands it
Keeps everyone snow blind from the great west wing
He knows your rules don't apply here in the snake pit
It's a land of the blind and the one eyed-man is king
Oh, every night you pray or is it wishing?
Cause you're in no position to ask for anything

I'm guided by a warning light from heaven
Inspired by the violent Arab Spring
I nearly died once in a wrecked Porsche 911
But in the land of the dead, the dying man is king

You're looking for someone to lead you through this
I'm standing here, let's do this
Throw my hat into the ring
He sentenced me to eternity in exile
Then drew the battle lines with David's sling
He gave every sightless clown a nuclear missile
In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king

Oh, meet me at your mama's by the parkway
And I'll free your soul from every apron string
In the execution hood you wore on Saint's Day
We'll join the land of the blind where the one eyed man is king



2. THE DEVIL THAT YOU KNOW

I'm the devil that you know
Baby, I know what you want

I know you ask for miracles
You people are good at that
You're waiting for the man
To pull a rabbit from his hat
But I can get you off
Yeah, bad boys are an aphrodisiac
I promise baby, that I can be anything you want
I'm the devil that you know
Or the devil that you don't

You all like the familiar
You all like the routine
You all wish you knew what you know
And still be seventeen
I had a talk with Jesus
I said, "Man, you're just part of the machine"
He unfriended me on Facebook
I said, "oh, no you don't"
I'm the devil that you know
Baby, I know what you want

Now, people loosen up
He may have loved you once
But why you think God quit
Performing all his stunts?
You like the burning bush
His badass victors on the battlefronts

Where's that angry guy smitin'
Heathens and sending plagues?
God has left the building
You can raise the barricades
Sing it for me, baby
Sing your solemn song

Listen to me
Everything you do and say is wrong
Your very best interest at heart
You know I've had them all along
Everyone gets nervous
When they face the great unknown
Do you want the devil that you know
Or the devil that you don't?

I used to like you better
When you had that diamond smile
You close your knees, tossed the keys
And joined the rank and file
Your pretty pink Ferrari
Don't give joy rides in exile
Come back to me, baby
Just lose that chaperone
I'm the devil that you know
Not the devil that you don't

You're looking up to heaven
Dreaming on a star
You can't reach it, baby
Not from where you are
You stopped drinking double bloody mary's
At the airport bar
You're scared to make a move
It's so not what you want
You're caught between the devil that you know
And the devil that you don't!



3. LITTLE DEMON

Little Demon, did we go South
I was sure I could haunt you
Skin to skin, we were mouth to mouth
Little Demon, I want you

Little Demon, you're in my head
I keep trying to replace you
Still burning for you in bed
Hoping time will erase you

Little Demon, she slept with God
And he sent me a warning
Stay away from my girl, Nimrod
Or you won't see the morning

(Hey! Guess who's got a new boyfriend...)



4. JUDAS TREE

There's a Judas Tree up on the hill
And a body's hangin' there
There's a Judas Tree up on the hill
Yeah, a body's hangin' there
Nobody wants to cut it down
Nobody seems to care

There's silver in his pocket, baby
And there's blood upon his hands
He put religion on a rocket
Missionaries in the bad, bad lands

Yeah

Love was in that Judas kiss
But nobody really understands

Love is a curse
And you keep reeling from the blows
What makes it so much worse
You all think you're Juliets and Romeos
That you keep runnin' to your mistresses
And your pretty gigolos

They say when you die hangin'
You get hard as you go down
They say when you die hangin'
You get hard as you go down
I think I'll cut poor Judas loose
From the tree
And I'll take him underground



5. JESUS WAS AN ATHEIST

Jesus was an Atheist
He was a friend of mine
We hooked up in temple
Back in Roman Palestine
We became friends
It was the best of both worlds
I was good at stealing silver
He was good at bullyin' girls

He said they're going to kill me
When we go out smokin'
I thought he meant the cigarettes
But Jesus wasn't jokin'

Mary was a pragmatist
And virgin rolled in one
One day she said to Joseph
"Joe, I think the time has come
Your boy needs to get a job
Try the laundromat"
Joseph said, "he ain't my boy
I think we settled that"
Mary said something about
Semantics with a smile
Joe said, "I'm going drinkin'
I'll be back in a little while"

I heard somebody say
Jesus was a Capricorn
Jesus told me once
On the day he was born
A giant super nova exploded in the sky
He said he didn't know
What it was supposed to signify
I lost touch with him
And he lost touch with me
The next thing I remember
He was big in Galilee

We were walkin' in the desert
Trading big hits from a bong
They said it was 40 days
It didn't seem that long
I was trying to talk him out
Of such a pointless sacrifice
He said it was the only way
He got to paradise
I said, "You might be high"
He said I was mistaken
But watching him die
Was truly heartbreakin'

Jesus descended
I guess you'd call it that
I'm down here, baby
What the hell you lookin' at?
I sometimes wonder if we'd stay friends
How am I to change the way
This party ends?
I know you all believe
That Jesus was divine
Jesus was an atheist
He was a friend of mine



6. THE SNAKE KING

I'm looking for your back door
And firing up a chain saw
I'm cominfor ya, baby
Gonna find my way back in
I'm coming in the out door
I got candy from the drug store
I'm gonna get ya, sugar
And together we're going to sin

I wanna leave a snake skin
I wanna be a bad thing
I got a jelly roll with alcohol and vicodin
But if you're tryin' to find salvation
I'm not your destination
But I sure am in the bed you're sleeping in

I am the real thing
I am your dark sin
I am the Snake King
I am the whip sting
I am the war sling
I am the Snake King
Snake King

Still looking for a meaning
Well, baby I'm leaning
By the fact that this is great big rollin' thin
Rollin' down the highway
It ain't comin' my way
And I'll disappear
Just like I've never been

Hey Little sister
I know I heard you whisper
I wanna bury full a jelly roll of epinephrine
I'll be your godless sin
Give you boots of fine snake skin
And the kind of thing that money just can't buy

I am the real thing
I am your dark sin
I am the Snake King
Snake King
I am the whip sting
I am the war sling

I am the Snake King
Snake King

Well look at what the cat dragged in
You're feelin' more alive
Than you've ever been
I've got your jelly roll with alcohol and vicodin
You'll say a sweet amen
As I burn you down again
You want it all
But you just can't figure out why

I am the Snake King
I am the Snake King
I am the Snake King

I am the real thing
I am the dark sin
I am the Snake King
Snake King

I am the whip sting
I am the war sling
I am the Snake King
Snake King

I am the real thing
I am the dark sin
I am the Snake King
I am the Snake King



7. GOD DON´T CARE

Little Ricky had a crucifix
When he was just a kid
He bought it at the eagle's nest
Where Adolf Hitler hid
There were angels and demons
Crawling all over that thing
It had a little fence around it
And roof all made of wood
And sometimes he'd pray to it
When he was feeling good
But when life went against him
And his little world turned to shit
He'd take that crucifix and
Play God for a little bit
But God don't care

No, God don't care
About you

Sometimes you get a clue
And baby, it's true
God don't care about you
There's nothing you can do
When I beat you black and blue
God don't care about you

I see it in the faces
Of the children in the zone
Loud bombs keep fallin'
Rockets from a drone
There's no where to run
No shelter
Not even under mama's wing
Listening to the cries and pain
You'd think the world was cursed
But the oligarchs are running things
And they put their interests first
None of them really care
How many people burn
As long as the money that they spend
Still gets a good return
And God don't care
God don't care about them

It's the same mean hymn
No, God don't care about them
I saw it in ancient Egypt
Then again in Bethlehem
God don't care about them

God don't care about you
God don't care about you
There's nothing you can say or do
God don't care about you
I know you know it's true
But I still do
God don't care about you

I got a rocket in my pocket
For the whole damn human race
While God keeps his distance
Wearing that same ol' poker face
I got some bad early press
They called me "The Man Who Would be King"
But nothing's further from the truth
I don't think you understand
I don't need to lift a finger
To further decimate this land
Y'all are doin' fine without me
Go on torch your neighborhood
Then come on down to my house
You know I'll make it good
Cause God don't care
God don't care about you

You lit that fuse
And led the shake down cruise
God don't care about you
I know you know it's true
But I still do
God don't care about you

God don't care about you
God don't care about you
There's nothing you can say or do
God don't care about you
I know you know it's true
But I still do
God don't care about you

He dropped out of the blue
Bid you all adieu
God don't care about you
Ain't nothing you can do
Just slide on through
God don't care about you



8. THE VOODOO HOUSE

Baby, baby come on down
To the Voodoo House
Voodoo's alive and well
In the deep dark south
Graveyard dirt and
The smell from the witch's brew
I've got a voodoo doll
That looks just like you

Come on down
Come on down
I got you your very own room
In the Voodoo House
Hey ya! Hey ya! Oh!
Hey ya! Hey ya! Oh!
In the Voodoo House
In the Voodoo House

Baby, I can light you up
As the night goes dark
I got the gasoline
And you got the spark
Raise your skirt and
Take off that pretty white blouse
There's nobody here but us
In the Voodoo House

Let it down
Let it down
Crush the floors
Shake the walls
Of the Voodoo House

Hey ya! Hey ya! Oh!
Hey ya! Hey ya! Oh!
In the Voodoo House
In the Voodoo House

Come on down
Come on down
I got you your very own room
In the Voodoo House
Sex drowned
Spell bound
I'll make your heart go boom
In the Voodoo House

Everybody's got something dark they hide
Don't worry, baby
You know I'm on your side
Bring the head of John the Baptist
And all his doubts
And I'll open up the doors
Of the Voodoo House






9. SUICIDE MANIFESTO

I woke up so damned depressed
There's a handgun in the drawer
I got that feeling dark again
Found the hangman by my door
It's another black dark morning
I can't take many more
There's nothing here worth fighting for
Mama used to worry
Son, take care of your mental health
Don't remember where I left it
Picking dust up on the shelf
God waits for me on the other side
At least that's what I tell myself
I've got nothing here worth staying for

I aspired to something greater
What I expected, I don't know
I used to be a fighter
Now I'm just a victim of the ebb and flow
Lookin' forward to the silence
When I cut my radio
As I kneel down broken on the floor

A voice in my car stereo says
The road is goin' to drop
There's a dead end sign in front of me
Managed by a godless cop
It gets so bad sometimes
I just want it all to stop
There's nothing here worth living for
I'm kneeling to the stronger force
Bracing for the blow
I see the traces of a fire
Burned out long ago
I packed my bags
I'm ready for the great last picture show
It's nationwide not suicide manifesto



10. BLUES FOR THE DISILLUSIONED

Blues for the Disillusioned
There will be no atonement
Me in my confusion
And in a careless moment
I fell in love with everything
That caused me so much pain
Send a message to my father
Signed it with a mark of cain
I waited for an answer
Like I'd seen the love you do
I teetered like a dancer
Trembled like an ingenue
I never got a message
I never got a call
I crawled out of the wreckage
Nobody there to catch my fall

I know that it was written
Your prayers would all be heard
John 16: 24
It says it word for word
Ask and you shall receive
Your joy will be complete
They set you up for victory
Then they had you your defeat
Come on down to my place
I got Playstation 99
Nixon hangs with Elvis
Sleeping Beauty sleeps with Frankenstein
Saint Joan of Arc and Lenny
Have become the best of friends
Bin Laden wears a sign that says
True love never ends

Blues for the Disillusioned
I know how you all breathe
I was there at the beginning
With Adam and with Eve
And God's manipulation was
Was partisan at best
Although it was a worst result
To think that you're all blessed
You've been living under false decrees
I guess you get that now
There's really no such thing as
All that heaven will allow
I wanna be your angel
I wanna be your king
If you wanna be my girl
You gotta sacrifice everything

You keep on drilling
You can't cut through his firewall
Your spirit is willing
Savor all your drugs and alcohol
Blues for the blighted
Welcome to the wallflower social club
Everyone's invited
Sai Baba's here with Beezlebub
I know you thought that life was fair
And you believed the creed
God doesn't give you what you want
Only what you need
I think that's pretty dubious
To say the very least
So I tell him that the 13 million
Kids there in the middle east
All my father's promises
Were made when he was high
You're kicked out of the nest
And now it's time for you to fly

Blues for the disillusioned
Blues for the disillusioned
Blues for the disillusioned
Blues for the disillusioned

Blues for the disillusioned
Blues for the disillusioned



11. SANTA IS AN ANAGRAM

Santa is an anagram, I think you copy that
There must be something twisted underneath his stupid hat
You took my name, switched a letter here or there
What was Nicky thinking, did he think I wouldn't care?
I saw it right away, I was going to kick his candy ass
But seeing it was Christmas I thought I'd let it pass

Santa is an anagram, you're suckered by the beard
Bringing peace to everyone I think that's kinda weird
There's no such thing as peace, it's a fallacy for fools
They use him just to hook you into all those Sunday schools
And later on to sign the troops for good old Uncle Sam
You got to know that Santa is just an anagram

I'm dosing up my milligrams here in Wonderland
Chasing Norma Jeane 'round Liberace's baby grand
God's in the kitchen talking shit with Oscar Wilde
Gandhi's in the corner beating up a flower child
Gloria Steinem's hitting hard on all the ape-men
So you better spell it right, it's S-A-T-A-N

Santa is an anagram
Santa is an anagram
Santa is an anagram
Santa is an anagram

Santa is an anagram, I think you copy that
There must be something twisted underneath his stupid hat

Santa is an anagram
Santa is an anagram
Santa is an anagram
Santa is an anagram

Santa is an anagram, you better copy that



12. ORPHEUS IN THE UNDERWORLD

Down on New York's Wall Street
They still sell the American dream
Where morals flow like oxygen
From an iron lung machine
Business men hold meetings
Pretend that they're part of the great scheme
They laugh at fate
Courting death like they
Were all James Dean
Me, I'm hanging out here
With my freak flag unfurled
Drinkin' wine with
Orpheus in the Underworld

The modern robber barons
Still reign from their snake pit
While you elect another president
Just a different hypocrite
Colt Brothers, Goldman Sachs all runo
The world as they see fit
As they turn the planet into dust
And your children's lives to shit
But the kings desiring peace
Rid themselves of jewels and pearls
Into the fires of
Orpheus in the Underworld

There was a primetime magazine
Ran the cover "Is God Dead?"
No one knew the answer
At least nobody said
I waited for the virgin queen
To say "Come on back to bed"
But God in all his wisdom
Busted through a maiden head
The apostles visit now and then
But I can't get their hands uncurled
By the spikes hammered in by
Orpheus in the Underworld

We all admire the killers
The depraved and the profane
They all have something you don't have
They're all good for the gain
But I see the frightened priest is in
A fetal state again
He wants absolution
From all that's done and been
Jesse James was here last night
His guns both brightly pearled
As he knelt in prayer to
Orpheus in the Underworld

God gave the ten commandments
Though he knew you'd break them all
What kind of father sets his children
Up to take a fall?
I take it to a higher court
But you can't fight city hall
I spent some lost years wailing
Against the wailing wall
Now I sail a boat on the river sticks
The sails are tightly furled
And deliver souls to
Orpheus in the Underworld

Naked girls and eunuchs
Have tagged Divinci's wall
The one that said "Stand Up for Love,
Sex, Drugs and Rock 'n Roll"
I wish I knew just what they drew
But I switched on cruise control
And I'm in bed with Mr. Ed
We're high on Demoral
As the dancers dance and spin
Their dresses raised and twirled
Showing off for
Orpheus in the Underworld

The last Jewish man in Pakistan
He wants the world at peace
A christian in Jerusalem
Prays for bombs to cease
Abraham in Birmingham
Is still scared of the police
And I'm here with Sid Arthur
Burning my last masterpiece
Looking for my lover
Her hair is softly curled
The wife of my friend
Orpheus in the Underworld

Yeah, I did love Jesus
But the good times didn't last
He didn't recognize me
As I nailed him to the mast
Then my hand slipped down Mary's gown
And rested on her ass
I'd give my soul for one field goal
And one good hail mary pass
But God's a twisted, iron fisted anger
They're all hurled
At both me and
Orpheus in the Underworld

You think so highly of yourself
And your friends are all peacocks
If you saw yourself the way I do
You'd see the paradox
These games of chess
You play to press
The ship's upon the rocks
When the game is done
The king and pawn
Go in the same wood box
And I'll be there with your electric chair
The wood all deeply burled
It's your turn with
Orpheus in the Underworld

My right hand has one good hard hold
On the cock God gave to me
The future ain't exactly
What I thought it used to be
And distant drums say
No life comes with a lifetime guarantee
Vacation trips to the underworld
Sold live on QVC
I see this place is like the face
Of a lonely pretty girl
As time runs out for
Orpheus in the Underworld



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