Truth and Soul Album

Artist(s): Fishbone

Tracklist

Freddie's Dead

length: 4:31
composer: Curtis Mayfield
lyricist: Curtis Mayfield

Hey, yeah, hey, hey
Love, love, love, love, love
Yeah, yeah !
Say Freddie's dead, huh !

That's what I said
Let the [unknown] said he'd send him home
But his hope was a rope but he should have known
It's hard to understand

There was love in this man
I'm sure all would agree
That his misery was his woman and things
Freddie's dead, huh !

That's what I said
Everybody's misused him
Ripped him off and abused him
Another junkie plan

Pushing dope for the man
A terrible blow but that's how it goes
Freddie's on the corner now
And if you want to be a junkie, wow !

Just remember
Freddie's dead
We're all built up with progress
But sometimes I must confess

You can deal with rockets and dreams
But reality, what does it mean ?
Ain't no damned thing said
'Cause Freddie's dead

Hey, yeah, hey, hey
Love, love, love, love, love
Yeah, yeah !
Hey, yeah, hey, hey

Love, love, love, love, love
Yeah, yeah !
All I want is some peace of mind
With a little love I'm tryin' to find

This could be such a beautiful world
With a wonderful girl
I need a woman, child
Why can't we brothers protect one another ?

No one's serious and it make furious
Freddie's dead
Don't be misled, just think of Fred
Don't be misled, just think of Fred

Everybody's misused him
Ripped him off and abused him
Another junkie plan
Pushing dope for the man

Freddie's on the corner now
And if you want to be a junkie, wow !
Freddie's dead
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy, Freddy !
Freddie's dead, huh !

Ma and Pa

length: 3:21
writer: Angelo Moore, Kendall Jones
There once was a ma that wanted her
There once was a pa that wanted her

I know shes confused, shes my blood sister
She told me the blues as she start to shiver
Only a child in the middle of a war
Shes a problem child now because of a divorce

Hey ma and pa
What the hell is wrong with yall
Hey ma and pa
What the hell is wrong with yall

Well theres a lot of money
For all the attorneys

Its just not a fight for child custody
cause ma and pas revenge
Is making little sister bleed
Fussin and fightin through a family life
Make her wanna take drugs and be out of line

Hey ma and pa
What the hell is wrong with yall
Hey ma and pa
What the hell is wrong with yall

Fighting for love on an angels feather
Why dont yall get your **** together

Well its three the hard way
Doin it the wrong way
Ma hates pa, pa hates ma
Little sister say
What the hey!

Well theres an evil streak there
With a righteous leak I fear

Thats why a child goes astray
To live a life another day
Mom and pop in a family fury
Brother tried to say little sister, dont worry.

Hey ma and pa
What the hells wrong with yall
Hey ma and pa
What the hells wrong with yall
Hey ma and pa
Whyd the family rise and fall
Hey ma and pa

Well its three the hard way
Doin it the wrong way
Ma hates pa, pa hates ma
Little sister say
What the hey!

Hey ma and pa
What the hells wrong with yall
Hey ma and pa
What the hells wrong with yall
Hey ma and pa
What the hells wrong with yall
Fighting for love on an angels feather
Why dont yall get your **** together

Mighty Long Way

length: 3:25
composer: John Norwood Fisher
lyricist: John Norwood Fisher
Said I'm shakin' in my shoes sometimes
And all alone I get the blues sometimes
And I'm far away from home, it seems so far, so far away
Many moons and many days
You know many things are on my mind
I search and search for answers I can't find
Then my people I will seek
They listen when I speak
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Yea, yea
There's nothing that can make this bond to break
And if it comes along it must be strong
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Well I look into the cloudy sky
And cleanse my soul as the heavens cry
My life like a rolling stone
Up and down the hills
It breaks my *** like a window sill
And if I had to do it all by myself
There be a threat to my mental health
But there's no need to run and hide
When folks are by my side
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
There's nothing that could make this bond to break
And don't even try unless you're ready to die
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Believe my when I say
We go a mighty long way

Pouring Rain

length: 5:14
composer: Christopher Dowd
lyricist: Christopher Dowd
The sun will shine on brighter
And the wind will always blow
Some think life's a breeze
Others feel love is sin

I've found beauty in dancing stars
To you, your dreams may be a farce
And you think that you can't feel pain?
And you think we can't feel at all

Can you sing out in the pouring rain
Can you sing out, can you sing out

He had one foot in the gutter
Another on dry land
His ship sailed without him
Across life's burning sands
He cried out in the distance
And no one, no one heard a word
For a prophet's not respected in his own world

Can you sing out in the pouring rain
Can you sing out, can you sing out

And all the things I've said
And all these things
And all the things I've said
That you doubt and disbelieve
Are shoved back in your face
By the spite of mankind's greed

You choose to close you eyes
And the rest of the world will bleed
You choose to close your eyes
And the rest of the world will bleed

Can you sing out in the pouring rain
Can you sing

Shoobidooshoobidoo shoodoo

Deep Inside

length: 1:22
writer: Angelo Moore, John Norwood Fisher
Rich ***
High klass

Dont bother me and I wont realize your crime

Two faced
Youre out of place

You cant rock out because you aint the kind

Well if you were on the other side of the fence
Well maybe youd understand
I may freak you out with my raw look
cause I just got the feelin man !

Brain washed
Youre lost

Your blindness cant be helped anyway

Your cash
My clash

It makes me able to say
It makes me able to say

You got the prestige status
Youve got the majority mass
Plus youve got a blender by general motors
And a tonka toy dump truck up your ***

Youll never look the way I feel
Youll never feel the look in my eyes
Cause Ive got the feelin swimming in my bones
And its takin over deep inside

Its takin over deep inside (repeat)

Love and Bullshit

writer: Angelo Moore, Walter Adam Kibby II

Got myself a girlfriend
She looks like a 10
My elbows start to tingle
When she gives me that moonshine grine

I love that woman so much
Too much like a fool
She knows I'm just a suckah

That girl makes me drool

The woman makes me mad
The woman makes me sad
I just can't handle it
This love and bullshit

The girl can ruin life
She's depressin' me like
She's depressin' me like a sharp knife
But when she comes to love me
She makes me have jello knees

Her mind's stronger than mine
But she knows I'm not the strong kind
Then she knows she's so fine

She puts me under her power line

The woman makes me mad
The woman makes me sad
I just can't handle it
This love and bullshit

Some may say I don't know
How to handle this
She takes my love for granted
Which get me really pissed

If she don't lighten up soon
Then our love will soon be doomed
Then I'll have to kill her

And feed her to the goons

The woman makes me mad
The woman makes me sad
I just can't handle it
This love and bullshit

Question of Life

length: 3:02
writer: Angelo Moore, John Norwood Fisher, Kendall Jones
I saw the god spread his arms, across the imperfect sky
The clouds rolled across the full moon, tattooed in the sky

For the eye tattooed in the sky judged the planets plea
And I was just a humble man and feared God in his sight
The Light

A question - rose from my soul
A question - I began to hold
A pitchfork - pinned to my chest
Will I, I not pass the test
Will I, I not pass the test

A disease of clouds formed over the sea
The Angel was cruisin` down so that I could see
The roses in his eyes
He would give me, Lord

The New Age not the winter
The Ice Age was the last page
You must present a P.M.A. (Positive Mental Attitude)
For we all dance for freedom sake
Sake, sake, sake...

To tie the shoelace of life in place
To change the mind from a negative state, Yeh!

A question - rose from my soul
A question - I began to hold
A pitchfork - pinned to my chest
Will I, I not pass the test
Will I, I not pass the test

The Angel began to say to me
As the roses set me free, set me free
You must recite this throughout the land or else
you will be snuffed and canned, snuffed and canned

You musn`t wrong the write
Yoo musn`t dark the Light
Yu must dove the vulture
you must do or die

Wow I was shakin`
A question shake shake shake
Wow I was shakin`
A question shake shake shake

Alright !

I Like to Hide Behind My Glasses

length: 4:46
writer: Angelo Moore, Christopher Dowd
I like to hide behind my glasses
When I feel uptight
I like to hide behind my glasses
When I'm trippin' in the strobelight
Hide behind my glasses
So I can give you all dirty looks
Like I hate you

Incompetent... moron... son of a... son of a... son of jerk !

In another world behind the shaded lens
Doctor jekyll, mr hyde, link-a-side
In another world behind the shaded lens
Doctor jekyll, mr hyde, link-a-side

I like to hide behind my glasses
So I can disappear to run and hide
I like to hide behind my glasses
So in myself I can confide
I like to hide behind my glasses
So I can make the boss the little man
I'll take my underdog supersauce pill
To beat the bullies and save the land
To beat the bullies and save the land
And sa-ave, sa-ave, sa-ave, save the land !
But when I take off my glasses
I shrink down again
They interrupt my psychedelic kingdom and
They think they can whip me
With my silver pen

So don't ask me why I put on my glasses again !
Don't ask me why I put on my glasses again !
I must repeat myself because I have to win !
So don't ask me why I put on my glasses again !

I like to hide behind my glasses (repeat)
When I'm trippin' in the strobelight (repeat)

Bonin' in the Boneyard

length: 4:45
producer: David Kahne
mixer: David Leonard
engineer: David Kahne
writer: Angelo Moore, John Norwood Fisher, David Kahne
Got this feeling...
Got this feeling...
Got this feeling...
Oh ! I've got that feeling from the ocean yeah ! It's alright, yeah !
Got this feeling...
I got this feeling...
Got this feeling...
Oh ! I've got that feeling from the ocean yeah ! It's alright, yeah !
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah !!!
You got me, you got me bonin'
Got me bonin'...
I got me bonin'...
Got me bonin'...
Oh ! Got me bonin' in the Boneyard yeah ! It's alright, yeah !
Got me bonin'... Huh ! Huh !
I got me bonin'...
Got me bonin'...
Oh ! Got me bonin' in the Boneyard yeah ! It's alright, yeah !
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah !!!
You got me, you got me bonin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah !!!
You got me, you got me bonin'

One Day

length: 4:35
bass guitar: Kendall Jones
writer: David Kahne, Walter Adam Kibby II, Kendall Jones
Waitin` for the one day
Are we waitin` for the one day ?

We are waitin` in restaurants
It`s other there !
We are waitin` in cars
Somewhere other there !
We are waitin` in bathrooms
Around here !
We are waitin` in bars
Then we are stayin` here...

Waitin` for the one day
Waitin` for the one day
Yeah ! Yeah ! Wait for ! Wait for...

Waitin` for the one day
Are we waitin` for the one day ?

Waitin` in bootcamps
In the country somewhere !
Waitin` in front of t.v.`s in living rooms
Somewhere around here !
Waitin` in heaven
Huh ! Huh ! Huh ! Somewhere up there
Waitin` in hell
Somewhere down there...

Waitin` for the one day
Waitin` for the one day
Yeah ! Yeah ! Wait for ! Wait for...

The time has come for...
Revolution
Masculination
???????
Starvation
Excitation
Femalization

The time is gone for...
Desegregation
Privation
Arf !!! Dammit

Waitin` for the one day
Waitin` for the one day
Yeah ! Yeah ! Wait for ! Wait for...

Subliminal Fascism

length: 1:28
composer: Angelo Moore
lyricist: Angelo Moore
People got problems that they can't work out
So there sense cracks
I read the paper and I watch the news it don't give me the blues
It just gives me the blacks
Starvation on the radio
They don't play the facts
They play the crackerjacks
Subliminal Fascism gettin' under your skin so you better wake up US
Well the bad gets worse
Too ****ed up
And the hate grows more each day
So when the infected try to effect you
Don't listen to them when they say
Follow the rules and forget the bomb
Communistical patriotic
The plan is subtle but it's in the open
Kingpins Nazi scheme getting under your skin
So you better wake up US
Subliminal Fascism
Subliminal Fascism, fascism, fascism, fascist !!

Slow Bus Movin' (Howard Beach Party)

length: 2:38
producer: Fishbone
engineer: Jon Bavin
writer: Angelo Moore, Walter Adam Kibby II, Kendall Jones, Fish
Born in the 1940s, my parents couldnt vote
X and king were on a march for power true
Black power that is panthers and their attitudes
Sport fresh new business suits, yeh, yeh, yeh !

Stricken with determination to rise above a slave,
The mayo men used firehoses
To spray the monkeys back in their cages
To spray the monkeys back in their cages

Round and around and around they go
The bus is goin mighty slow
Brothers in the back seat
Caucs in the front
People gettin hostile when I kill someone

Well the overlords thought it would be a good idea
To mix the black with the white
But if youre a fly in the buttermilk
Theyll chase you all through the night
So go ahead and burn your cross and rape our women in the night,
cause the day will come when your cream coated daughter is gonna be my wife.

In the Name of Swing

length: 2:50
writer: Angelo Moore, John Norwood Fisher, David Kahne, Kendall Jones, Christopher Dowd

Ghetto Soundwave

length: 4:24
writer: David Kahne, Kendall Jones
There`s another cry of murder
Policeman shoot down baby brother
Shot him, shot him down in the street
But did they know the mother`s grief
Were they sure they got the right one
Did they know he was her only son

A father tries to feed his family
They come here to find their opportunity
Living, living, living in the streets
With their dreams and with their humility
Can`t we see all the pain and hurt
They love this land maybe more than us

It`s a ghetto soundwave
Gets to me everyday
It`s a ghetto soundwave
Gets to me everyday

Another bourgeois politician
Hears our pleas but does not listen
Never, never, never sees the need
But caters only to his greed
Can`t he see there`s no use in lying
And don`t he know all our hope is dying

Our hope is dying, our hope is dying ! Hey !
It`s a ghetto soundwave
Gets to me everyday
It`s a ghetto soundwave
Gets to me everyday

Change

length: 2:58
writer: Kendall Jones, Christopher Dowd
There's a light on a hill
That's far out in the distance
And it calls out my name
It calls out for a change
Far away voices
That want their own choices
Sigh for a plea
As it calls out for a change
Ooh Change
Ooh Change
Ooh.......We can change today
Repeat Chorus
Deep inside our hearts
There's a love
You can feel
It's a love that assures
We can cry out for change
The dark clouds that did dance
To the blue skies here before me
Make it plain to my eyes
We can cry out for change
Ooh Change
Ooh Change
Ooh.......