1. |
Another Way Home
04:18
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I'll cross the river
Yes I'll get to the bridge
On that far shore
Where I am to live
And I ain't gonna stop
Till I reach that other side
The day I give up
Is the day I die
I'll laugh cry and moan
Sober drunk or stoned
If I lose everything which I own
I'll find another way home
Our hearts heat the frozen night
Our arms hold each other tight
As we hang on with all our might
Love's roaring in tonight
It was always the plan
To reach the promised land
We'll take as many kicks to the can
To put our feet in the sand
We'll laugh cry and moan
Sober drunk or stoned
If we lose everything which we own
We'll find another way home
As the mountain touches the river
And the river touches the sea
All that matters
Is the truth to me
Now we've out grown our boots
Yet we hang on to our roots
Always in pursuit
Of something that is true
An idea to put forth
Which stems from the core
Like geese returning north
We've all the been there before
We'll laugh cry and moan
Sober drunk or stoned
If we lose everything which we own
We'll find another way home
We'll laugh cry and moan
Sober drunk or stoned
If we lose everything which we own
We'll find another way home
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2. |
Evil Feels No Shame
04:01
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Waving a pistol at kid wearing a hood
Telling the world that he was up to no good
You shot him dead
Now he can't defend his name
Only evil don't feel no shame
Spreading rumour
Pretending it's news
Got something to gain
By hiding the truth
Ain't no cleaner
That'll take out that stain
Only evil don't feel no shame
Do what you must
When times are lean
Ain't no bad deed
That goes unseen
Up in the tower they're playing their cards
They're sweeping the crumbs under the rug
They're naming names
On which to pin the blame
Only evil don't feel no shame
The devil can cite scripture
For his purpose
An evil soul
Producing holy witness
Ain't no good conscience
That will remain
Only evil don't feel no shame
Only evil don't feel no shame
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3. |
Puppet on a String
04:39
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Everybody telling me what to do
But everybody ain't walking in my shoes
If I wanna go right they say, I gotta go left
People talking behind my back
Saying don't do this but you better do that
And if I want them blue they say
I gotta go red
'Cause a puppet on a string
Ain't what I am
I'm living breathing human being
I'm a feeding, bleeding man
'Cause a puppet on a string
Ain't what I am
I'm living breathing human being
I'm a feeding, bleeding man
I go my way and you go yours
Everything will take it's course
I may be wrong but you were never right
Go ahead and place your bet
Do me a favour don't you forget
That I
Enjoy the fight
'Cause a puppet on a string
Ain't what I am
I'm living breathing human being
I'm a feeding, bleeding man
'Cause a puppet on a string
Ain't what I am
I'm living breathing human being
I'm a feeding, bleeding man
I learned a thing in my youth
In life there ain't no handrail to hold onto
If you want your water
You gotta drill
Ain't no time today's the day
Don't be the one to underestimate
'Cause your only medicine
Is your will
'Cause a puppet on a string
Ain't what I am
I'm living breathing human being
I'm a feeding, bleeding man
'Cause a puppet on a string
Ain't what I am
I'm living breathing human being
I'm a feeding, bleeding man
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4. |
Revolution St.
05:48
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Revolution Street
There’s no concealing
When they’re controlling
Everything we try to be
But firm they will stand
With their Demands
For equality
Take me down
Where I can meet
The girls of Revolution Street
Take me down
Where I can meet
The girls of Revolution Street
It’s no wonder
You hear their thunder
Though a word they need not speak
They’re willing to endure
Disappearing on the floor
For what they believe
Take me down
Where I can meet
The girls of Revolution Street
Take me down
Where I can meet
The girls of Revolution Street
Can’t show your hair in Freedom Square
Can’t yell out loud why it ain’t fair
Let the ripple become a wave
And let it wash them away
Everyone talking ‘bout just, Tell me out does it help?
Talk is cheap politicians do it all by themselves
Equality is a word we like to use
How many willing to find, I suspect only a few
But we got brave girls, showing us today
How to fight in a peaceful way
We got brave women in Iran
Risking their lives I know what side I’m on
Brave women in North America
Standing up to all the sexual misconduct
Brave children in the USA
Fighting the semi-automatic rifles of the NRA
Brave Nations who were here first
Fighting for 400 years for what they deserve
I know what’s right I know what to do
I’m standing with the L-G-B-T and Q
Look to the past to see who’s lives are shattered
That’s why I don’t mind yelling Black Lives Matter
These are the people I’d like to meet
Down on Revolution Street
These are the people
They’ll knock you down for what you believe
Gotta stand your ground on Revolution Street
Stand your ground on Revolution Street
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5. |
I ain't Looking
05:14
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Well every time I see ya I get weird
Every time you're standing in my sphere
My heart beats quick and I get real nervous
I start to stutter and it ain't on purpose
Now I ain't looking to see if you're looking back
No I ain't looking for your telephone contact
Don't need your attention but that order is tall
No I ain't looking, but it ain't working at all
No I ain't looking to decide
No ain't looking to give it a try
I ain't looking, for someone to call mine
No I ain't looking, but it ain't working at all
What if we had never met
I can't say it would have left me upset
Least I would have been spared
This internal brawl
I'll keep my distance, but in this instance
It ain't working at all
No I ain't looking to decide
No ain't looking to give it a try
I ain't looking, for someone to call mine
No I ain't looking, but it ain't working at all
I ain't looking for a girl on my arm
You gotta lotta nerve to walk in with your charm
And fill the atmosphere, with your aerosol
I'll step out for air, but it ain't fair
'Cause it ain't working at all
Now I'm doing my best not to pay you much mind
But you've drained every other thought
That seems to arise
I tried to fill the leak, with some fine alcohol
And that worked real well, but I could tell
I was gonna be face down in a stall
No I ain't looking to decide
No ain't looking to give it a try
I ain't looking, for someone to call mine
No I ain't looking, but it ain't working at all
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6. |
Hand Me Down Truth
03:46
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My mother once told me
Do unto others
He who does not believe
Is he who suffers
My fathers relief
Cam from shining his guns
Lessons he passed
To his daughters and sons
They gave me reasons
To look and cuss
And people I saw
In disgust
I asked them why
They said: 'It's them not us'
I got handed down some truth
That don't mix
With my blood
It's all hand me down truth
Hand me down truth
Hand me down truth
Straight from the old
Stories we're told
Hand me down truth
I went to work
Eager to make a change
All I got were excuses
Heavier than chains
I asked them why
They said it's how it's been done
I got handed down some truth
That don't mix with my blood
And everywhere look
We're being fed
We're still hungry
For words that aren't said
Everywhere I turn
Spin doctors have come to town
It's their version
For a truth, that's being handed down
It's all hand me down truth
Hand me down truth
Hand me down truth
Straight from the old
Stories we're told
Hand me down truth
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7. |
Prison Cell
04:26
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Buckle up hang on tight
We're taking a hard right
The radio announcer did declare
The wind was blowing at the mast
We were going way too fast
And I was digging the wind in my hair
You could tell I don't mind doing time
In my prison cell of distant memory
Now the times they have changed
But the same battes are raging
It's been years since the grassy knoll
The 60's are dead
With the 20's ahead
And this rock will no longer roll
Ain't it tragic,
To be nostalgic
For a time that didn't belong to me
Can't help feeling raw
Never saw the Iroquois
Share the land with the Cherokee
You could tell I don't mind doing time
In my prison cell of distant memory
Look out below It's death from above
Always keeping me on guard
I put myself out there, Not too far
Taking rejection is so hard
Well I've gotten older
Tired pushing this boulder
I know I'm not the only one
Still like seeing some shoulder
Is what I told her
Sitting by the setting sun
You could tell I don't mind doing time
In my prison cell of distant memory
I was small then grew tall
Peeked over the wall
Saw my future staring back at me
I said hello where shall we go
He said don't worry bro
Just start following
Ain't it tragic,
To be nostalgic
For a time that didn't belong to me
Can't help feeling raw
Never saw the Iroquois
Share the land with the Cherokee
You could tell I don't mind doing time
In my prison cell of distant memory
You could tell I don't mind doing time
In my prison cell of distant memory
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8. |
Nowhere
06:27
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9. |
Where Would I Be
05:35
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I'm a dog that's been kicked
Lost every fight I picked
And I got nothing
For which to be proud
I need something, something to change
I strive to arrive
Despite all of my pride
Refused every, hand that tried
To shelter me
From the rain
Where would I be
Where would I be
Without you
Everything that I
Have to show
Is all I owe
Now you won't catch me if I fall
But you'll always help me back up
When I'm lost, you'll answer my calls
You were there every time
And when the tables they turn
I'll be there you have my word
The words you've spoken
Helped heal what was broken
I'm so glad you are mine
Where would I be
Where would I be
Without you
Everything that I
Have to show
Is all I owe
Now we all go through something
That makes us question
Exactly who we are
And when that day comes
Let there be someone
To bring you back from a far
I've been chasing my own tail
I'm a prisoner without a jail
No one hears my point of view
No one, no one but you
Where would I be
Where would I be
Without you
Everything that I
Have to show
Is all I owe
Where would I be
Where would I be
Without you
Everything that I
Have to show
Is all I owe
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10. |
Unheard
05:59
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Demons within
Continue to grin
I see my will
Fall with the tree
I said why
Won't the Lord
Hear
My Voice
I said why
Won't the Lord
Hear
My Voice
Poison water
Unanswered calls
Winters cold
Has pried open my walls
I said why
Won't the Lord
Hear
My Voice
I said why
Won't the Lord
Hear
My Voice
Rounds delivered
As people fell
Behind bystanders
Stares
Rubble borne
Out of those shells
You can keep your thoughts
And prayers
I said why
Won't the Lord
Hear
My Voice
I said why
Won't the Lord
Hear
My Voice
I begged my country
But I was ignored
I begged my country
But I was ignored
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11. |
Hearts Demands
02:35
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You could be anything you wanna be
I could be anything I wanna be
What's the way to school
Well there's always a way
And the weight of the world
Is on my shoulders today
'Cause your heart demands that you give a damn
So give in to your hearts demands
Yeah give in to your hearts demands
Yeah give in to your hearts demands
Yeah give in to your hearts demands
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Al Lee Revelstoke, British Columbia
Al Lee is an independent Canadian singer/songwriter based in Revelstoke, BC. He released his second full length album, Revolution St. in Feb, 2021.
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