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You be king
Andy Guthrie – vocals, guitar, piano, keyboard, and wurlitzer Martha Colby – cello Miki Hirose – trumpet Thomson Kneeland – double bass Rob Perkins – drums and percussion
All songs written and produced by Andy Guthrie Recorded and Mixed by Jim Sweeney at Laughing Buddha, Mastered by DB Plus
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You be king © 2005 Andy Guthrie. All rights reserved.
If time is our lesson, and crimes are our rules, then signs will not be blessings, as blinds cannot be tools.
It shuns and goes in confessions, and lines with rings in dry pools, black water to bathe all the lepers, broken promise given from fools.
You be king and we’ll be all your slaves, you break backs and we’ll submit and praise.
First kind then comes undressing, with wine in walks the truth, red faces swollen with dirt, keep them buried the blood and their worth.
Just as Jesus was condemned those that praise him still do, turn your back on a world if they live not as you, evil chokes on its own dressing, as it bites, spits more than it chews.
Like what can be fooled without none to eat, like what can be hailed with two feet on the street.
If time were to be blessings, and evil overruled, than greed would not be envied, as love shall not be cruel.
It shines now in prisms and bathes in clear pools, what first had it taught us it taught us in rules.
With little to go on now further with speed, leave devils to wander and goodness to heed, what came as a savior has always been fools of our own, we've seen what was written we’ve heard what was used, missions, grave, jackals, ghouls, the human condition likes what it’s sold to maintain, put me on trial put me to death, raise me on high bury the rest, we don’t need miracles only no pride for respect, none be kings and none will be our slaves, with strongs backs we rise up.
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