ext room Bound to win a prize They've been goin' at it all night long Well,I'm trying to get some sleep but these motel walls are cheap Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song Here's my song My father was a fisherman my mama was the fisherman's friend and I was born in the boredom and the chowder So when I reached my prime I left my home in the maritimes Headed down the turnpike for New England Sweet New England Holes in my confidence Holes in the knees of my jeans I was left without a penny in my pocket Oo-ooo-oo wee I was about destituted as a kid could be And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it I'd like to hock it A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd singing sacred songs and reading from the Bible Well I told her I was lost and she told me all about the Pentecost And I seen that girl as the road to my survival Just later on the very same night When I crept to her tent with a flashlight and my long years of innocence ended Well she took me to the woods sayin' "Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!" And just like a dog I was befriended I was befriended Oh, oh, what a night Oh what a garden of delight Even now that sweet memory lingers I was playin' my guitar lying underneath the stars Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers For my fingers

nd. So you be good to me And I'll be good to you, And in this land of conditions I'm not above suspicion I won't attack you, But I won't back you. Well, it's so good to be here, Asleep on your lawn. Remember your guard dog? Well, I'm afraid That he's gone. It was such a drag To hear him Whining all night long. Yes, that was me with the doves, Setting them free Near the factory Where you built your computer, Love. I hope you get the connection, 'cause I can't take The rejection I won't deceive you, I just don't believe you. Well, I'm a barrel of laughs, With my carbine on I keep 'em hoppin', Till my ammunition's gone. But I'm still not happy, I feel like There's something wrong. I got the revolution blues, I see bloody fountains, And ten million dune buggies Comin' down the mountains. Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon Is full of famous stars, But I hate them worse than lepers And I'll kill them In their cars.

now I'm seven years old people tell me now, you don't have to cry this is only for a while but I still see the rain, the black rain in the sky it's falling down... it's killing everyone and I saw men shooting other men I saw my mom fall to the ground can't you see the damage done? can't you feel this pain? why don't you hear what I've got to say? can't you stop the fights? so everything could be all right and every man could be himself but I still cannot dream, something better than this world 'cause I've never known a life without war and I pray closing my eyes but nothing changes when the sun is high I hope that it remains up there but then the dark is here, it's everywhere and waiting for the new day I can't sleep all night long good morning town, sad landscape in front of my eyes... sad landscape in front of my eyes... ... of my eyes http://www.westandcoast.com/ No war No war zone against war song against war music against war make love not war peace song peace music