Lyrics

A Young Person's Guide To Hell

Angels

Ave Maria

Masters of War

Mr. Boring

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Rivers of Pee

Save Me a Seat

 

 

Cha Cha Cha With the Hellboys

Cha Cha with the Hellboys

Don't Tell My Wife

Hellboys Blessing

Missed the Train

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Robert Ain't Your Father

 

 

 

 

 

A Young Person's Guide to Hell

Angels:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

May the angels protect you
As you walk the earth
May the angels protect you
From your moment of birth
May the angels protect you
As you breathe the air
May the angels protect you
When I can’t be there

You’ve got to know this
You’re never alone
You’ve got to know this
But now that you’ve grown
How do I care for you
All the time?
Send my angels
To be at your side

May the angels protect you
As you walk the earth
May the angels protect you
From your moment of birth
May the angels protect you
As you breathe the air
May the angels protect you
When I can’t be there

So when you’re away
Which starts and stops and starts again
I got no angels
By my side
But that’s OK, I don’t care
Cause my angels are with you
As you breathe the air

Three more this morning
Three more no more
Three more 'til morning
Three not coming home
Three more unspeakables
Three more why
Three more in misery
Many more to cry

I heard today
My angels have failed
My heart is broken
No longer breathing the air
Angels are failing
Never had a chance
The unspeakable misery of losing
You to this

May the angels protect you
As you walk the earth
May the angels protect you
From your moment of birth
May the angels protect you
As you breathe the air
May the angels protect you
When I can’t be there

I see it coming
Get out of the way
Felt it arrive
Please not on this day
I'm spit on and kicked
Now live in the dark
This is where Hell is
This is how Hell starts

May the angels protect you
As you walk the earth
May the angels protect you
From your moment of birth
May the angels protect you
As you breathe the air
May the angels protect you
When I can’t be there

Ave Maria:
Lyrics by Rachel Lyman Field Pederson, used by permission
Ave Maria!
Now your ageless bell
so sweetly sounds for listening ears,
from heights of Heaven to brink of Hell
in tender notes have echoed through the years.
Aloft from earth's far boundaries
Each poor petition, every prayer,
the hopes of foolish ones and wise
must mount in thanks or grim despair.
Ave Maria!
Ave Maria!
You were not spared one pang of flesh, or mortal tear;
So rough the paths your feet have shared,
So great the bitter burden of your fear.
Your heart has bled with every beat.
In dust you laid your weary head,
the hopeless vigil of defeat was yours
and flinty stone for bread
Ave Maria!
Ave Maria! Heaven's Bride.
The bells ring out in solemn praise,
for you, the anguish and the pride.
The living glory of our nights and days.
The Prince of Peace your arms embrace,
while hosts of darkness fade and cower.
Oh save us, mother full of grace,
In life and in our dying hour,
Ave Maria!

Masters of War:
Lyrics by Bob Dylan
Please visit www.bobdylan.com for the official lyrics.

Mr. Boring:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Tell me that you love me
Tell me that I belong
Tell me that I’m incredible
Tell me in this song

We have rules
We have guidelines
For one and all
These rules are easy
Not compulsiary
Just don’t go over the wall

We sit in circles
We pass C Major
With this we are unable
We have breakfast,
Lunch and dinner
Hope you like vegetables

Tell me that you love me
Tell me that I belong
Tell me that I’m incredible
Tell me in this song

C G D A E G
Our instructor would explain
In a short time
With our right hands
Our teacher went insane

To fix that problem
He went elsewhere
And got very lucky
He searched the world
For great players
Now has the mentoring buddies

Tell me that you love me
Tell me that I belong
Tell me that I’m incredible
Tell me in this song

We got new news
After years of work
After years of practice
We see the repertoire
In a whole new light
Now we have to play it backwards

We got Zum
We got Big Time
These are friends of mine
We got Gauchos
We got Hellboys
King Crimson, time to time

Tell me that you love me
Tell me that I belong
Tell me that I’m incredible
Tell me in this song

Here’s a new one
We hold auctions
Like some of us are really rich
We sell picks for 80 Euros
Touched by the hand
That shook the hand
Of Jimi Hendrix

We play in 5
We play in 7
Seems we’re always counting
When at home
I do the same thing
My wife calls me Mr. Boring

Tell me that you love me
Tell me that I belong
Tell me that I’m incredible
Tell me in this song

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

I can't sleep with the lights off
The dark is way too loud
Can't think in a straight line
Like moving in a cloud
Something's out of order, something's out of order
Something's out of order, something's out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Loud noises make me jumpy, loud noises make me jumpy
Loud noises make me jumpy, loud noises make me jumpy
And I can't climb the hill
I can’t remember the next line
I guess I never will
Bowels are out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

My joy is in the crapper
And I can't find my hat
My hair is a mess
Sex life is flat
Sex is out of order, sex is out of order
Sex is out of order, sex is out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Been pounded and spit on
Lived in the dark
How bad can Hell be?
When can I start?
I don't know what's next for me
I think I'll buy some toys
We got all this music
Thank God for Hellboys
Hell is out of order, Hell is out of order
Hell is out of order, Hell is out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Rivers of Pee:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Rivers of Pee
Flowing under me
As I travel this world
As I roam
These rivers of pee
Sometimes disturbing to me
Cause I pee on the road
More than home

I get off of the plane
I get off of the bus
The first thing I do is pee
From the looks of this place
As the crowd shuffles in
It’s certainly not only me

Rivers of Pee
Flowing under me
As I travel this world
As I roam
These rivers of pee
Sometimes disturbing to me
Cause I pee on the road
More than home

I wake up at 2
I wake up at 4
This pee is disturbing my dreams
Where does pee come from?
Where does pee end?
I think I’m a peeing machine

My father and I
Would talk time to time
About peeing across the land
In some ways I’m like him
In this way I’m not
He could pee on command

As I walk in the restroom
There really is no rest
As I stand there and get ready to pee
Nothing comes out
Nothing is working
Is that guy there looking at me?

Rivers of pee
Rivers of pee
Rivers of pee
Rivers of pee
Rivers of pee

As I wait for the plane
As I wait for the car
As I wait for the bus or the van
One final check
I better just try
Oh yes, I’m peeing again

Rivers of Pee
Flowing under me
As I travel this world
As I roam
These rivers of pee
Sometimes disturbing to me
Cause I pee on the road
More than home

I’m glad this song is about to end
My family will be proud of me
I’ve got to go
Can’t wait no more
What a surprise
I have to pee

Save Me a Seat:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Save me a seat if you get there early
Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront
Save me a seat, spend some time together
Save me a seat and we'll finally catch up

Walking the earth, we're always so busy
Trying to find that time for love
What's going on that keeps us apart
Let's catch up with each other when we're all through and done

My cell phone is ringing, the laptop is broke
Internet connection has gone up in smoke
Get back to work, demands are so clear
Going to Hell, wait I'm already here

Save me a seat if you get there early
Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront
Save me a seat, spend some time together
Save me a seat and we'll finally catch up

Save me a seat if you get there early
Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront
Save me a seat, spend some time together
Save me a seat and we'll finally catch up

My hunger is howling, I'm running the race
When I'm not busy, I feel out of place
I figured it out, it's clear to me now
No peace can be found, no peace is around

I've lived and I've loved, been kicked in the teeth
Crawled and I stumbled out on to the street
Been pounded and spit on and lived in the dark
How bad can Hell be?  When can I start?

I've been here before, reminded all the time
This hard wired thinking's a friend of mine
We love this song and we play very well
We just learned something, no open strings in Hell

Save me a seat if you get there early
Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront
Save me a seat, spend some time together
Save me a seat, love of my life

 

 

Cha Cha with the Hellboys

Cha Cha with the Hellboys:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Cha Cha Chaaaaa

Don't Tell My Wife:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Don't tell my wife
I know C Major for shit
Don't tell my wife
About broken strings and broken picks
Been to Grossderschau
Argentina too
Now in LA
To make a record for you
Traveled most of the world
Eighteen years now
Don't tell my wife
I know C Major for shit

Cause she loves me, she loves me,
She loves me
She lets me go away with you
And tells me
That I come back new
Yes, she loves me

Don't tell my wife
About the boys from Hell
Don't tell my wife
She thinks that I'm quite well
Don't tell my wife
I know C Major for shit
Don't tell my wife
It's cost us quite a bit

Cause she loves me, she loves me,
She loves me
She makes me go away with you
And tells me
That I come back new
Yes, she loves me

Hellboys Blessing:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Ahh

Missed the Train:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

My body aches
I have no breath
I cannot hear
I cannot see
I'm on fire
I'm falling

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

I can't sleep with the lights off
The dark is way too loud
Can't think in a straight line
Like moving in a cloud
Something's out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Loud noises make me jumpy
And I can't climb the hill
I can’t remember the next line
I guess I never will
Bowels are out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Now I know there's a cure
Wounds are healed with time
This time it's different
Cause this great pain is mine
And I don't want to lose it
My friend it's become a cause
You know I might be frightened
I'm not going back to who I was

My joy is in the crapper
And I can't find my hat
My hair is a mess
Sex life is flat
Sex is out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

I don't know what's next for me
I think I'll buy some toys
We got all this music
Thank God for Hellboys
Hell is out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Even Hell is out of order
It's post traumatic stress disorder

Robert Ain't Your Father:
Lyrics by Tom Redmond

Robert
Robert ain't
Robert ain't your

Robert ain't your father

 

 

 
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