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Throwing Stones
« on: April 03, 2007, 04:10:51 am »
As relevant today as it was 25 years ago.


Picture a bright blue ball, just spinning, spinnin free,
    Dizzy with eternity.
    Paint it with a skin of sky,
    Brush in some clouds and sea,
    Call it home for you and me.
    A peaceful place or so it looks from space,
    A closer look reveals the human race.
    Full of hope, full of grace
    Is the human face,
    But afraid we may lay our home to waste.

    There\'s a fear down here we can\'t forget.
    Hasn\'t got a name just yet.
    Always awake, always around,
    Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

    Now watch as the ball revolves
    And the nighttime falls.
    Again the hunt begins,
    Again the bloodwind calls.
    By and by, the morning sun will rise,
    But the darkness never goes
    From some men\'s eyes.
    It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets,
    Staking turf, dividing up meat.
    Nightmare spook, piece of heat,
    It\'s you and me.
    You and me.

    Click flash blade in ghetto night,
    Rudies looking for a fight.
    Rat cat alley, roll them bones.
    Need that cash to feed that jones.
    And the politicians throwin\' stones,
    Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

    [Bridge:]
    Commissars and pin-stripe bosses
    Roll the dice.
    Any way they fall,
    Guess who gets to pay the price.
    Money green or proletarian gray,
    Selling guns \'stead of food today.

    So the kids they dance
    And shake their bones,
    And the politicians throwin\' stones,
    Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

    Heartless powers try to tell us
    What to think.
    If the spirit\'s sleeping,
    Then the flesh is ink
    History\'s page will thus be carved in stone.
    And we are here, and we are on our own
    On our own.
    On our own.
    On our own.

    [Instrumental]

    If the game is lost,
    Then we\'re all the same.
    No one left to place or take the blame.
    We can leave this place an empty stone
    Or that shinin\' ball we used to call our home.

    So the kids they dance
    And shake their bones,
    And the politicians throwin\' stones,
    Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

    [Bridge two:] Shipping powders back and forth
    Singing black goes south and white comes north.
    In a whole world full of petty wars
    Singing I got mine and you got yours.
    And the current fashion sets the pace,
    Lose your step, fall out of grace.
    And the radical, he rant and rage,
    Singing someone\'s got to turn the page.
    And the rich man in his summer home,
    Singing just leave well enough alone.
    But his pants are down, his cover\'s blown...

    And the politicians throwin\' stones,
    So the kids they dance
    And shake their bones,
    And it\'s all too clear we\'re on our own.
    Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

    Picture a bright blue ball,
    Just spinnin\', spinnin, free.
    Dizzy with the possibilities.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
    Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
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« Reply #1 on: April 03, 2007, 07:36:18 am »
bobby cha!!!
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« Reply #2 on: April 03, 2007, 07:38:15 am »
holy crap that song is 25 years old??!!! Still a bobby favorite though.

SHit todd, is this what you feel like all the time? man, how do you cope with it?







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« Reply #3 on: April 03, 2007, 10:29:26 am »
Quote from: FrankZappa;141041

SHit todd, is this what you feel like all the time? man, how do you cope with it?


No, not at all. And I cope just fine. Thanks for asking.

I remember when that song first came out. Been one of my favorites ever since.
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« Reply #4 on: April 03, 2007, 10:44:30 am »
Quote from: FrankZappa;141041
SHit todd, is this what you feel like all the time? man, how do you cope with it?


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