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Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.

"HURT"
Album: American IV
performed by: Johnny Cash
Original by: Nine Inch Nails
transcribed by: mhabarta@freenet.de

Key of a-minor

Intro: am C D am D am

I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain,the only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away but I remember everything

What have I become, my sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away in the end
And you could have it all, my empire of dirt
I will let you down, I will make you hurt

instr: am C D am C D am

I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts, I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time,the feelings disappear
You are someone else, I am still right here

[repeat chorus]

If I could start again, a million miles away
I would keep myself, I would find a way

Pre...MUD

"RATS're Dolts!!"
(To be sung to R.E.M.'s "Catapult")

Ooooohhh...FReep DemLib'ral boys!!
Ooooohhh...FReep DemLib'ral girls!!

The Left's in shock...America's turned them off!!
Cowards with no soul...ugly cows!! Question...
"Do they diss anything?! Does Left regret a thing?!
Why's Slick still their King?! Don't the Truth mean a thing?!"
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) RATS're Dolts!!
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) RATS're Dolts!!

Ooooohhh...Whup DemLib'ral boys!!
Ooooohhh...Teach DemLib'ral girls!!

Let's FRee Iraq, let's fry that damned Saddam!!
Cowards Fear Right's Roll...shut their mouths!!
Osama bin Clinton, yer mother regrets her kids!!
Fear the Power of the Right!! A question:
"Did Slick KILL wantonly?! Why did Bill bite her lip?
Voters, 'tis YOU I blame!! This year, please vote fer change!!!"
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) RATS're Dolts!!
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) RATS're Dolts!!

Folks...FReedom hearkens...
Bush...shall seek Justice!!
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) RATS're Dolts!!
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) RATS're Dolts!!

Ooooohhh...FReep DemEffete Boys!!
Ooooohhh...FReep DemAirhead Girls!!
The Left's in Shock...Networks have been turned off...
Cowerin' in White Towers, losin' Power!!
Right Shall Makes Its Stand!! Forefathers, they went thru this...
Fear the Power of Our Roll...a question:
"House, it shall RE-IMPEACH!! Senate shall then CONVICT!!
Next, We'll INDICT Left's Creep(s)!! Jury Shall then CONVICT!!"
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) Prison 'HO!!
RATS're Dolts!! (RATS are Dolts...) Slick's a 'HO!!

Mudboy Slim (19 August 2002)