Deception

The song "When I woke up" is based on a true story where I decided not to take my medicine for snoring, because I had a lot of great excuses... and when I woke up... -------------------------------- Song Lyrics: 1. The Plaid RazzleFlabbenz Searches For His Tune (Instrumental) 2. When I woke up -based on a true story One night I went to bed with a sinus headache on my mind Thought I need no medicine, I do it all the time So I went to bed with a sinus headache on my mind I told myself in the morning, ya know, I’ll feel fine Its just one of those things, no reason no rhyme Just the kind of sign we kinda leave behind I lay my scars all in a line, dream of bread and wine To leave behind, ignore the sign, no reason no rhyme, do it all the time When I woke up in the morning. Felt like Hell Sometimes I can’t see the sun at night Because the world gets in the way Sometimes I can’t see the sun in the rain Because the clouds get in the way Sometimes I can’t see the sun when I cry Because my tears get in the way And sometimes I can’t see the sun Simply because I’ve closed my eyes When I woke up in the morning… It seems that anyone Can make their plan But we all must answer For how we play our tune 3. Deception (Lyrics by Scott Cooper) Deception is a funny game; One can't see every move she make Slight of hand, tests of faith, Only she has got what it takes Deception is a lovely game; She knows all the right words to say Soothing of soul, lifting of hearts, Come along she's looking to play Deception is a beautiful game; Covering flaws with mask and paint Sight to be hold, loveliest saint; Hiding her claws from the faint Deception is a crafty game; A puppeteer for the dying masses Pulling the strings, selling the lives, Twisting truth to divide the classes Deception is a brutal game; Talons of steel piercing lost souls Lying so well, freely she speaks, Love of flesh burning like fiery coals Deception is a deadly game; Her victims die from wounds unseen Eating them alive, killing from inside, They believed her whispers of being queen 4. My Old Friend My dear old friend, oh how I remember The look in your eyes as we shared our lives We shared the laughter, we shared the pain We wiped each others tears and held each other tightly to comfort our fears On a road of comrades, crossing a bridge of love Jumped/Dived into a river of passion and proceeded to drown I will remember you, my old friend I will remember you, my old friend I still love you Oh the price we paid for the fools we became And the scars of a friendship that would never be the same Remembering our dreams as they turned to nightmares And crushed the visions from our eyes As time moves on wounds mutantly mend As we numb ourselves with stitches of steel There are the wounds only God can heal I pray that Lord will bless your journey 5. Dandelions in Bloom Hey Mr. Ramapithicus Come and have a drink with us And let us discuss The questions of the mind Can all that we be Simply existential anomalies Does life sing just a Filler song, Between the primordial and the grave As I walk down Mulberry St. Looking at all the people I meet Searching for dandelions in Bloom Like the tantric senses that stir my thoughts Are our dreams nothing more than chemically wrought And our breath nothing more than Empirical dust in June Hey Mr. Ramapithicus Come and join us on the bus As we travel to what once was In relative time Is 18 billion years Long enough to create our hope, our fears, our dreams Can the quantum matrix hold The answer for the longing of our soul As I walk down Mulberry St. Looking at all the people I meet Searching to find their tune Like the supernova dust that has formed my eyes Has The Maker woven a beautiful surprise To cloak it inside a esoterical cocoon So, Mr. Ramapithicus come play your tune For you know that all too soon The earth will call us all into her womb But within this tailor-made tapestry Is there a greater singularity That even tomorrow can never consume 6. Ancient Pages (Original Poem by Scott Cooper) Shall we read some words from ancient pages Telling us the story of the rock of ages Stage was set before the Universe opened her eye Do we find life in words from ancient pages The promise given and confirmed by sages Paradox incognito born to die Will we become like birds without cages Our soul and mind will be our controlling gauges Ex-nihilo Enigmas, Pieces of the Sky Death becomes life when Love paid our wages All to be found in the words on ancient pages Spread you wings and fly 7. Entropy’s Noon -“What tells the void it is pregnant with the universe, and what atomic anomaly leads a man to lay down his life for a stranger?” Deception’s such a tempting game, as she soothingly drains us numb Impotent ride, anemic estate, In the storm we are left to come undone Deception is a mind sheltering game, as she shades us in her comfort zone But as truth comes to light, the cure becomes the plight, and in the light we are left to answer alone Has systematic truth truly made us wise? Are we just a cosmic glitch with a side of curly fries? And hope nothing more than chasing after the man on the moon. There is a fingerprint upon the celestial road That matches the cryptic prints in my genetic code Giving hope that Reason stretches beyond Entropy’s noon 8. The Plaid Razzleflabbenz Finds His Tune (Instrumental) All songs written and performed by Phloide.com and the Garden Gnome Liberation Front, unless otherwise noted (like where our buddy Scott wrote some stuff, and then gave it to us, not knowing we were gonna make a song out of it) ©2002 Bohemian Children (ASCAP) The Shema (used on Ancient Pages) performed by Shlomoh and Monica Guwazah Decolores