The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout Pulled out his spyglass and sized his map Then he spun a web for all the world to see This way to Mama's Spider Hatchery

We gonna rise up and take this town Ain’t nobody gonna hold us down We gonna rise up and take this town Ain’t nobody gonna hold us down Rode my mule to the liquor store Bust my knuckles on the door Rode my mule to the liquor store Bought a case of Rebel and a .44 We gonna rise up… Dug a hole out in the yard With a pocket full of matches and a deck of cards Dug a hole out in the yard Toast the flag and drain the jar We gonna rise up… Sing of revolution and spit in the sea Jettison the Captain it’s a mutiny Sing of revolution and spit in the sea Put bullets in your ears you won’t hear him scream We gonna rise up… Give me lye and I’ll make soap We’ll scrub down the town with a length of rope Give me lye and I’ll make soap Give me a crowd I’ll manufacture hope We gonna rise up… The grass is thicker on the other hill Three goats gruff can’t have their fill The grass is thicker on the other hill The troll underneath the bridge might be real We gonna rise up…

We’re building a wall on the edge of town From the time the whistle blows until the sun goes down It keeps us out of trouble, It keeps our bodies sound It keep the heretics and heathens from coming around. The church of the sanctimonious and divine Gives us bread and pays for our time But for every dollar dues are a dime And they’ll take every penny if we step out of line. He without sin cast the first stone You’re all a bunch of liars or I’m standing all alone You can fight your righteous battles near and afar But you can’t force change and you can’t win a war We've got bookend traps on the Appian path If you are not like us you will feel our wrath If you walk within these walls be sure to carry your staff There are a million crooked fingers pointing every stumble out He without sin cast the first stone You’re all a bunch of liars or I’m standing all alone You can fight your righteous battles near and afar But you can’t force change and you can’t win a war We lost 10,000 men at Judas’ Ford And 100,000 more in the denominational war We change you or destroy you steal your children rob your stores And we all weep and wonder what we’re really fighting for. We tortured all the druggies burned their art and their guitars Sent philosophers to sea with just their maps to the stars Adulterers and sodomites castrated in their yards And I can’t decide who to admire, who to abhor He without sin cast the first stone You’re all a bunch of liars or I’m standing all alone You can fight your bloody battles near and afar But you can’t force change and you can’t win a war So we’re building this wall on the edge of town Those of us not rotting in the ground And we can’t be to hasty to keep us safe and sound So all third offense truants will hereby be drowned As judgment day morning shirks its damp gray shawl All of us truants marched up to the wall We stare at our lives work in awe And declare that it's time for the wall to fall But he without sin cast the first stone You’re all a bunch of liars or I’m standing all alone You can fight your righteous battles near and afar But you can’t force change and you can’t win a war

No thank you

You're a black widow spider I strum my web for you You're a black widow spider I strum my web for you You can have me baby And kill me when you're through You ain't always right But you ain't ever wrong You ain't always right But you ain't ever wrong And I'm always hanging around Where I don't belong I see you coming with Your red heels on I'll take your tie line You can drag me along Logic tells me that I must be insane But nature tells me Not to listen to my brain I'm caught up in your web baby And I can't get loose I'm caught up in your web baby And I can't get loose But you can have me baby And kill me when you're through

Flies Clinging to the wall So big yet so small Lies Echoes down the hall So big yet so small I should pull the shades There's nothing here to see I should lock the door There's no one here but me Books Scattered on the floor Who knows what they're for Rooks Cawing by the shore Who knows what they're for I should pull the shades There's nothing here to see I should lock the door There's no one here but me A pen Lying on a desk You can guess the rest Sin Sometimes we transgress You can guess the rest

The path grew tangled With webs and briars Where the bear stood Against the father's pride Unsure of himself And the lay of the land He took his leave And set up camp You can dig a hole and call it home Or face the bear alone Content was the father But restless the son As the bear loomed larger With each turn of the tongue The crack grew wider With each turn of the screw And tempers flared With the swell of the moon You can dig a hole and call it home Or face the bear alone No words spent on parting He followed no tracks He cut his own path With his father's ax Driven by purpose Skewed by angst blinding glare In search of Canaan Or in search of the bear You can dig a hole and call it home Or face the bear alone

Emperor Norton sat on his throne Of rot and generic dreams Ears were tortured within range Of his narcissistic screams “How dare you come and take my bride? How could she do this to me? I'll crush you both in days to come You'll be as miserable as me” And all the little spiders Spin webs around his brain His grandiose delusions Are all that keep him sane A Lazarus did the Emperor make And filled the chalice of a few But even they soon grew tired Of his soulless candy coated spew He could see her with the Spider Lord Caught in his web, damp with dew But she looked as if set free And she wore a smile he never knew And all the little spiders Spin webs around his brain His grandiose delusions Are all that keep him sane The Lord of the Spiders walked The hillside with his maiden fair To meet Norton in the town And parlay in the thoroughfare But the Emperor sprang from his perch And waved his sword in the air “Come and kill me if you will Let them see a victim of despair” Our hero gained the upper hand And the Emperor fell to his knees But the Lord of the Spiders spoke And stifled his pathetic pleas “You won't have me to blame for this Pull yourself up to your feet Can't you see why you can't win Your contempt is your disease” And all the little spiders Spin webs around his brain His grandiose delusions Are all that keep him sane

In the shade or in the sun In the field in the mud My blood is with the seed And you're gonna do right by me My worth ain't in grain It's in the sweat, it's in the pain It's in the mouths I have to feed And you're gonna do right by me That plow ain't a man It don't have dreams, it don't have hands It can dig but it can't lead And you're gonna do right by me Hit a stone, throw it aside Haul them off when the load is light You might stack yours beneath the trees But you're gonna do right by me

I got a little bit of something waiting back home for you girl You know your always talking, you know your always talking I got a little bit of something waiting back home for you girl And I’m gonna give it to you right in the face I’m gonna give it to you right in the face I’m gonna give it to you, I’m gonna give it to you, I’m gonna give it to you Honey Hush You told all your friends about the things that should stay between the sheets I know you think you’re bragging, I know you think you’re bragging You told all your friends about the things that should stay between the sheets So I’m gonna give it to you right in the face I’m gonna give it to you right in the face I’m gonna give it to you, I’m gonna give it to you, I’m gonna give it to you Honey Hush You talk about my money and you talk about my job You talk about my daddy and you talk about my mom You talk about my body and you talk about my brain You talk about my ex and she used to do the same You talk about my house and you talk about my car You talk about the time I spend out at the bar You talk to all the girls about the way I put you down You talk to all the boys and you say I ain’t around You talk about my fingers and you talk about my feet You talk about my palms and how much I like to beat it You talk about my tongue and you talk about my dick But if it will shut your mouth I got a place I can stick it Honey Hush I got a little bit of something waiting back home for you girl You know I know you want it, You know I know you want it I got a little bit of something waiting back home for you girl You know I know you want it, You know I know you want it And I’m gonna give it to you right in the face I’m gonna give it to you right in the face I’m gonna give it to you, I’m gonna give it to you, I’m gonna give it to you Honey Hush

I will not turn down my guitar I will not turn down my guitar I don’t give a damn who you are I will not turn down my guitar I will not be your whipping boy I will not cart around your toys I will not listen to your stories I will not turn down my guitar I will not hurry to the bar I will not stop to clean the floor I will not roar to stop the clock I will not turn down my guitar Take it down a notch Take it down a notch…. Go fuck yourself. I don’t give a damn who you are I will not heed your advice I will not rise when you scream I will not turn down my guitar I will not kiss ass for a job I will not smile while being robbed I will not learn more cover songs I will not turn down my guitar I will not turn down my guitar I will not turn down my guitar I don’t give a damn who you are I will not turn down my guitar I will not turn down my guitar