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Paul Dante Lyrics
 
© 2002

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NOTHING LOOKS BETTER

If all of the folks who are walking on eggshells

would come out of their shells then no one would hate life

no one would hate you, things could start changing

and better relations would start its gestation

so now all of the folks who are walking on eggshells

can come out of their shells cause everythings changing

the world is our oyster and nothing looks better

than nothing.

DAISY CUTTER

Locked and loaded / just got promoted /

ready to go to war for yall

not sure think I've bombed here before /

check the map / say a quick prayer rap /

ok cap / gonna dog it some more /

got a Bunker Buster waiting in the bomb bay/

I lost a brother when you hit us on that calm day

HAWK1:<We got a swarm of Hercules C-130s like killer bees floating down>

911 aint no joke in MY town

got a little girl back home / her name is Erica / she's all nervous cause I'm fighting for America

We caught a new freak on the scope / yo, she thinks she's dope

She's got a head full of crazy ideas / we've been clockin her for years

she's a bomb and I mean it in a bad way / strap it to her says she's ready to go today

GROUNDHOG:<Yo we gotta make short work of this one, P.D.!>

Yo, leave it to me! / press this little red button / reduce her to nothing

Bookin' like a bullet across the Indian Ocean / we got to Tora Bora saw a mighty explosion

U.S. air-power / twas our finest hour / as infinite justice pelts you like a meteor-shower /

you can cower, but you'll feel it when the Daisy Cutter cuts you

you left your window open / think I'll send BIG BLUE through

Introduce you to the BLU-82

sprinkle you with cluster bombs / make you feel like Vietnam

HAWK:<Yo,yo,yo..Commando Vault in full effect yall........

This baby's ready to ride the laser down........

 
   
   
 
 

STUNTMAN

I AM AN ACTOR...STRAPPED TO AN EXPLOSIVE DEVICE

BILLY WITH THE BULLHORN SAYS WE HAVE TO SHOOT IT ALL TWICE

I DONT MIND THOUGH...

GOT MONEY COMING OUT OF MY EARS

FAST NEW SPORTS CAR...OFF THE CLIFF... UP IN SMOKE IT DISAPPEARS.

I AM STUNTMAN...GOT NO FEAR OF COMMITMENT AT ALL

CRASH AND BURN NOW...SPARE PARTS FROM THE SKY

...... THEY GENTLY FALL

I AM STUNTMAN...FLYING BRAVELY THROUGH THE AIR

IRON STUNTMAN...WALKING SLOWLY THROUGH THE FLAMES

THIS IS MY LAST STUNT

HALFWAY DOWN I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES

NORTH-WEST WIND NOW/ SMACK DAB

UNFORGIVING COBBLE STONE

I WAS STUNTMAN...FLYING BRAVELY THROUGH THE AIR

HIRED STUNTMAN. .FALLING BACKWARDS DOWN THE STAIRS

WE ARE STUNT MEN... NOT TOO MANY GOOD ONES LEFT

WE ARE STUNT MEN... CHASING DANGER...CHEATING DEATH

HAIL STUNTMAN.

   

 

 

FREE OF MACHINES

WHEN I FIRST CHECKED IN TO THE MERCY HOTEL

THEY SAID THAT THEY LIKED ME AND THEY'D MAKE ME WELL

THIS IS JUST A TEST OF THE EMERGENCY LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEM

TRIPLE SHIFT INTERNS WERE WATCHIN THE DOORS

DOCTOR ROBERT WAS ROAMING THE FLOORS

NURSE RATCHET TUCKED ME IN, LEFT THE ROOM

& TENDERLY KISSED HIM.


THEY CAN PUT SILICONE CHIPS IN YOUR DOG, BUT THEY COULDN'T FIX ME

AND SO I'M FREE OF MACHINES / I'M A STARCHILD NOW

I'M RIDING THE NORTHERN LIGHTS / TOTALLY UNPLUGGED

WIRELESS CONNECTIONS TO THOSE I LOVE / NO NEED FOR BATTERIES

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE FREE OF MACHINES


IN A HOLDING PATTERN OVER THE NEW JERSEY SKY
I DIDN'T THINK I COULD MAKE SO MANY GROWN-UPS CRY
I WONDER WHEN THAT PART WILL BE COMING IN FROM ATLANTA
WELL I'M SICK OF WAITING SO I'M GOING HOME
I DON'T NEED NO SPARE PARTS, NOW MY SELF IS MY OWN
TELL THE KIDS I LOVE THEM. I'LL DELIVER THEIR WISH-LISTS TO SANTA

THEY CAN CLONE HOUSECATS & SHEEP, BUT THEY COULDN'T FIX ME.
BUT NOW I'M FREE OF MACHINES / I'M BORN AGAIN
I'M SAILING THROUGH BLACK-HOLES / DON'T WORRY, I'M OK
I CAN DO IT ALL NOW / GOD KNOWS I DID HALF OF IT BEFORE
I CAN PICK MY OWN DREAMS
RANDOM ACCESS TO MY FAVORITE SCENES
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS
TO BE FREE OF MACHINES

   
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