Lyrics: The Recovered EP

What Price Will You Pay?

Originally recorded by Code of Honor

How many more lives will be taken and crushed out?
How many more minds will be shattered,
destroyed by what they’ve been taught?
Can’t you see what’s all around you?
All the times our government told you lies
and yet you still follow.
Can’t you see all they promote is lies?
And if you want the truth of freedom you must know what price you will pay
And still, it all goes on around us,
our government supplies military aid to another,
promotes racism, supplies drugs to the youth of the world to keep them happy
And most of us just sit back and suck it all up
Can’t you see that this system is just a game?
They all know it, and they all still play it…
Smash it up!
This no game – this is your life!
The price you have to pay may hurt you more and more each day,
but tomorrow the suffering will have gone,
and those of us left must remain strong
It’s a price – a price that just has to be paid
Everything that our society breeds –
facsism, sexism, racism – must end

Leg-Hold Trap

Originally recorded by Toothpick Hercules

All answers seem to come too easily
To you the word rhetorical is wrong
These questions blur the things we need to see
and hide simplicity beneath a song
With catches of some phrase that you have heard
and dated stories dug up from your past
You’ve caught truth in a leg-hold trap of words
I swear to you this will not be the last time I will
Turn around, tell me why, we’ll have to wait and see
Turn around and you sigh goodbye
We always disagree
You just cannot stand to see me free
All answers seem to come too easily
To you the word rhetorical is wrong
These questions blur the things we need to see
and hide simplicity beneath a song
I try to make her see there is no way
Attempts at comprehension always miss
She lays her body down and tries to say
I guess there is no answer to a kiss, so then you
Turn around, tell me why, we’ll have to wait and see
Turn around and you sigh goodbye
We always disagree
You just cannot stand to see me free

Gamble

Originally recorded by Lowest of the Low

Your hips are swaying, and your eyes are saying
That you need two gamblers for this game you’re playing
And I might want you, yeah, but I don’t need you
And you won’t sleep in my bed, anymore
It seemed like a dead end even when I was seven
To sing for this country with my hands up to heaven
‘Cuz God was dead then, yeah he’s never been back again
And I don’t think about, anymore

It’s a gamble, and your fingers burn
From the last time that you flew and bled
And the shadows that you walk around
Will still be there when the sun goes down
Venus Flytrap, twenty years now

The chance is just as fat as a union bureaucrat
That the life you wanna live ain’t the one you’re looking at
There’s more risk in a brain-cell
Than any Vegas hotel
When you can’t find the pit boss, anywhere

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