RESIST

RESIST. Original song by Joe Farnell. Copyright 2017.

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RESIST Lyrics:

Here we are today in a trumped upped world
Where it’s not safe to be a boy or a girl
Cuz’ the animals who took control hate their fellow man
Yeah, these monsters of greed have their own plans

Never trust a man who wants to break all he sees
No never trust a man who only loves money
Never turn your back, or you will surely find
He’d gladly snuff out your life for a thin, thin dime

America went to sleep and she was killed
By her own people of their own will
They laid her down, tore out her heart, and smashed out her brains
And all that remains of her is our poverty and pain

Yours and mine
Yours and mine
Yeah, yours and mine
Yeah, yours and mine
All of it stolen by the rich man’s crimes

If you choose this as all you wanted and more
Then heart’s as useless as a broken door
Your soul must be dead and your brain must really be sick, sick
How could you fall so low for a rich man’s trick?

Now stand up and face yourself in the mirror
It’s time for us to find a way from here
We got one chance and only one chance left, left
Don’t let this be your babies world when you take your last breath

No don’t let this be your babies world, it’s time to resist

Don’t let this be your babies world, resist…

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Sad


Sad. Original song by Joe Farnell. Copyright 2017.

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Sad Lyrics:

She comes by my house when she’s all out
That’s the only time she needs me
Like a moth to the flame, it’s always the same
And it’s all we’ll ever be
Yeah, it’s all we’ll ever be

And it’s oh so sad
This is all that’s left of the love we had

Another drink she pours like each night before
And she says she’s alright by herself
Another year goes by and her tears never dry
And she keeps her heart on a shelf
And she says she always hates herself

And it’s oh so sad
Seems like this is the only life she’s had

Like her brother Ted, twisted in the head
She knows it’s just a matter of time
So she turns to the bed
Puts a gun up to her head
Cuz there ain’t enough pills and wine
No there ain’t enough pills and wine this time
No there ain’t enough pills and wine this time

And it’s oh so sad
Yeah, it’s oh so sad
And she says it just hurts so bad

Fare Thee Well


Fare Thee Well. Original song by Joe Farnell. Copyright 2016.

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Fare Thee Well Lyrics:

Bye, bye red, white and blue
It was sure nice knowing you
But you poisoned your babies with lead
And in the streets shot your own people dead

Oh well, fare thee well
These are the stories your children will tell
Oh well, fare thee well

Racist, backward old men
Put in power again and again
Cuz’ fools buy their lies
Now it’s time to cut em’ down to size

And all the children sing
Oh well, fare thee well
Pass the whiskey and the shotgun shells
May those who deserve burn in hell
Oh, oh well….

Bye, bye red, white and blue
The whole world’s watchin’ you
Cuz’ you fall from your own hate
This was your freedoms fate

And all the children sing
Oh well, fare thee well
Nothing left for us to show and tell
Well this is how America fell

Oh well, fare thee well…..

Pumpkin Brown


Pumpkin Brown. Original song by Joe Farnell. Copyright 2016.

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Pumpkin Brown Lyrics

I’m just a poor kid, committed no crime
The choice of poverty was never mine
My mama works in fast food and my daddy’s never around
Many a nights we’ve slept on the ground
And they call me, they call me Pumpkin Brown
Yeah, they call me, they call me Pumpkin Brown

Got no education, no clothes for school
They say I’m bad though I follow all their rules
And they say someday they’ve got a place for me
Where they’ll lock me up and throw away the key
And they call me, they call me Pumpkin Brown
Yeah, they call me, they call me Pumpkin Brown

Twenty years gone by with no opportunity
This is all they had to offer me
And I go back in my mind and there I find
Nothing’s ever been easy
It’s just the same old story
And they call me, they call me Pumpkin Brown
Yeah, they still call me Pumpkin Brown
Even as I die with my hands up on the ground