LYRICS - CONFLICTED
“when you go trippin' out through time and space, I'll be waiting, waiting, waiting...”
— T. King
Happy Place (T. King)
Your thoughts scatter before they make it into words
Once crystal visions shattered and blurred
Genetic injustice its so absurd
You won't remember this promise but rest assured
I won't let you cry alone, help you find your way back when you roam,
I'm gonna take you to your happy place, put a pretty smile on your weary face,
when you go tripping' out through time and space,
I'm gonna be waiting waiting waiting in your happy place
I feel your frustration as your train of thought derails,
I wanna bear your cross and pull out all the nails,
I see the pain in your eyes as you struggle to recall,
and I know if you still could you would want to thank us all
I won't let you cry alone, take my hand we're on our way back home,
I'm gonna take you to your happy place, put a pretty smile on your weary face,
when you go tripping' out through time and space,
I'm gonna be waiting waiting waiting
“...so then are you anti-zack?”
— Kelly "Mr. Chill" Hoppe
Can't Take The Prozack (T. King)
Most times I feel so happy like I'm living the dream
then just a moment later I feel I got to scream,
it comes on without warning and I can't fake a grin,
then I feel a little uhh, and I giggle again
but I can't take the prozack and they can keep their lithium,
I maybe manic baby and I maybe dumb but,
I don't want to give up my highs just to pick up my lows,
cause the middle really ain't my style and everybody knows
Chorus: Its no use trying to shake me loose,
gotta love me or leave me with my neck in your noose,
this ain't no phase I'll never settle my ways
I'll keep on changing' for the rest of my rest of my days
I know you do your best to love me, I know you really tried,
and I'm sure that it ain't easy sticking by my side,
you kept your head down and made it further than anyone before
now come here I'm gonna love ya baby, and then I'll love ya some more
Chorus
“if you're not in on the solution, take your share of the blame for this confusion”
— (T. King)
Leech (T. King)
We've turned the garden of Eden into a jungle of heathen,
That big ol apple is still leading us on
like a dog who spins to catch up with his tail
and the uniformed man with no glory for sale
A friend in need tear up the creed there's plenty to follow but no one to lead
stop fighting the change people come on and welcome the strange
kick back relax open up and see
all of this creation is just a game of rearrange
Suck it
If you're not in on the solution, take your share of the blame for this confusion
if you don't you're just dead weight and you're tipping' the scales
I don't mean to preach, I'm just hoping to teach
when you suck like a leech the bleeding will prevail
Wonderlust (T. King)
Got to get to going gotta hit the road and leave it all behind me
got to get to rollin' got this need to roam where nobody can find me
just a no care long hair hurrying to nowhere riding on the wings of wonder
I like the ecstasy between the road and me got this machine
I'm gonna make it thunder gonna make it thunder
Got to get to rolling get to somewhere high where nothing can remind me
got to get it rocking' just me and my mind and no chains to bind me
got a craving' no more slain' ready for some misbehaving' my tank is full
green light redline running past the stop sign i feel her pull
I know when the time is right cause theres a feeling' I can't fight
it comes on fast like love in the night, she'll be my lover tonight
“There's something really magical and age old about really connecting with people musically. This project came together like a cosmic jigsaw and is now a finished rock yet funk and blues accented landscape.”
— Kelly Athier
Samantha (T. King)
Oooo Samantha stalking me like a panther
Come on kitty kitty kitty I'm ready to be your scratching' post
I'll be your food Samantha, you're appetite enhancer
I can tell that you get and you give much more than most
Oooo yeah I see right through ya just like your french-lace negligee'
and do ya think if I knew ya things would really change in any way
The way you move Samantha sophisticated dancer
You've got your claws in deep there's gonna be no tearing loose
Tongue in groove Samantha, you already know the answer
I can see for me there's gonna be no slipping' the noose
Oooo yeah I see right through ya just like your french-lace negligee'
and do ya think if I knew ya things would really change in any way
She spoke Swiss-German but her kissing' was French
outstanding features far too many to mention
When she said schnell I said oh hell ere we go again
She said yeah well that's how I can tell the boys from the men