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The Quarantine Tapes Volume II

by Dan Sullivan

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1.
The Best Of Us 02:53
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She's sitting with her head bowed down Her eyes an empty stare In a crowded ER hallway Death is everywhere She may look like an angel Dressed down in her scrubs But this place isn't heaven And she doesn't feel like one They came in seeking healing They came in scared to death They came in all alone They filled up every bed She may look like an angel Dressed down in her scrubs But this place isn't heaven And she doesn't feel like one In this valley of the hopeless In this valley of despair She's doing the best she can But she could use your prayers She's trying to save who she can She's trying to stay awake But sometimes she wonders How much more she can take She's sitting with her head bowed down Her eyes an empty stare In a crowded ER hallway Death is everywhere She may look like an angel Dressed down in her scrubs But this place isn't heaven And she doesn't feel like one
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Money, Money, Money 04:06
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She started out in a 16th floor office writing jingles One day she thought she’d change her tune and add a few new wrinkles It was a few short steps to the Billboard charts From selling shirts to works of art You can say what you want but its all about the money Money, Money, Money let me tell you buddy You can say what you want but It’s all about the money You can say it’s done for charity or the betterment of society You can say what you want but it’s all about the money    Now Suitcase Sam needed cash so he came up with a plan To get rich quick before the cops got tipped off to the scam He pulled a grift on a dumb Trump fan, It didn’t take much he was an easy touch You can say what you want but it’s all about the money Money, Money, Money let me tell you buddy You can say what you want but It’s all about the money You can say it’s done for charity or the betterment of society You can say what you want but it’s all about the money Now Dopey Don was an old school con putting on a music show He got a hundred bucks a ticket for seats in the front row When the band didn’t show he was gone He was outta town when the lights came on You can say what you want but it’s all about the money Money, Money, Money let me tell you buddy You can say what you want but It’s all about the money You can say it’s done for charity or the betterment of society You can say what you want but it’s all about the money Now Anxious Anne had the upper hand until the day she stumbled Saw an ad on a late night tv show and thought she’d make a bundle She invested every cent she had Lost it all when the deal went bad You can say what you want but it’s all about the money Money, Money, Money let me tell you buddy You can say what you want but It’s all about the money You can say it’s done for charity or the betterment of society You can say what you want but it’s all about the money
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Only Love Remains 03:56
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I pray that you find healing From sorrow as you grieve I pray that you find comfort in Whatever you believe I pray the love you shared Will lift you when you're down And friends will sit beside you When you need someone around Everything but love must die someday Even this pain you feel will go away It's a mystery that no one can explain When all is gone only love remains I pray that strength and courage Will be with you all the way That faith and hope will see you through The darkest nights and days I pray the memories Now so wet with tears Will be a lasting comfort Through the coming years Everything but love must die someday Even this pain you feel will go away It's a mystery that no one can explain When all is gone only love remains
4.
The Great Gaslight 02:52
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The Great Gaslight It wasn’t me you thought you saw with a baseball bat It wasn’t me in that mob wearing that MAGA hat It must be someone else that you mistook for me It wasn’t me you thought you saw.  No, it wasn’t me They’re turning on the gaslight all across the land In every town and hamlet and every hot dog stand Too much reasoning they say makes it hard to see “So who will you believe, your lying eyes or me?” It wasn’t me you thought you heard shouting hang Mike Pence I wasn’t there when the mob broke through and breached the outer fence I wasn’t there when the cops arrived that January day I didn’t cheer the Magaman or see him slip away They’re turning on the gaslight all across the land In every town and hamlet and every hot dog stand Too much reasoning they say makes it hard to see “So who will you believe, your lying eyes or me?” Forty-two Senators wanted him set free What was I supposed to do? There was only one of me It isn’t  me you should blame, so don’t give me that look I wasn’t the only Senator who let him off the hook They’re turning on the gaslight all across the land In every town and hamlet and every hot dog stand Too much reasoning they say makes it hard to see “So who will you believe, your lying eyes or me?”
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I Wish Woody Guthrie Was Here 02:46
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A short time ago and not far away In the gambling houses where the bankers do play A gazillion got stolen but the cops never came Now who was that fool who said "crime doesn’t pay” And I wish Woody Guthrie was here He'd tell off the bankers in a voice loud and clear He'd give 'em all hell from now to next year And I wish Woody Guthrie was here Barnum was right, it's all how you spin it In the world there's a sucker born every minute In lower Manhattan where the Great Temple stands The Bears and the Bulls are still fleecing the lambs And I wish Woody Guthrie was here He'd tell off the shysters in a voice loud and clear He'd give 'em all hell from now to next year And I wish Woody Guthrie was here Step to the front boys, if you want in the game Dumb money's welcome, it all spends the same There's blood in the water, it's no time to swim The rules of the game is the house always wins And I wish Woody Guthrie was here He'd tell off the shysters in a voice loud and clear He'd give 'em all hell from now to next year And I wish Woody Guthrie was here
6.
False Preachers 02:55
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Many will be deceived Among the believers Many led astray By the Great Deceiver Many will lose their way On the road ahead Many of the living Will be following the dead Scripture can be used to mislead too A mind can be easily confused False prophets arise, they come in disguise You’ll know them from all of their lies They preach on TV They lie through their teeth Spreading desolation With every breath they breathe They’re sowing deceit Among everyone they meet They cast an evil net With every word they speak Scripture can be used to mislead too A mind can be easily confused False prophets arise, they come in disguise You’ll know them from all of their lies Many will be deceived Among the believers Many led astray By the Great Deceiver Many will lose their way On the road ahead Many of the living Will be following the dead
7.
The Gravel Pit Song 02:29
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You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here No, You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You can get a meal and a glass of beer At the Richland pub any time of year But you ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here No, You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You can buy a farm and one-horse plow A chicken coop or a milking cow But you ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here No, You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You can get a book at the library Or CBD at the pharmacy But you ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here No, You ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here You can buy a rake at the hardware store Or a broom to sweep the kitchen floor But you ain’t gonna build no gravel pit right here
8.
Like A Prisoner 02:50
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Like a bad piece of fiction You’re full of contradictions You tell me you love me But you treat me so cold You tell me you miss me But you won’t even kiss me I feel like a prisoner Let out on parole It’s like walking on eggshells Or hearing the church bells Ringing over the graveyard Where the cold wind does blow You tell me you miss me But you won’t even kiss me I feel like a prisoner Let out on parole Why oh why must we go on this way Why won’t you just set me free If you really don’t want me You might just as well Lock me in a cell and throw away the key Like a bad piece of fiction You’re full of contradictions You tell me you love me But you treat me so cold You tell me you miss me But you won’t even kiss me I feel like a prisoner Let out on parole
9.
Lamentations 02:59
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Lamentations © 2010 Dan Sullivan Dan Sullivan (2010) Take away these feelings Get them out of here I can’t cry no more I’m out of tears Yesterday the sky was blue Now everything is wrong There are no colors left You are gone I know this can’t be happening You would not make me cry So please don’t tease me anymore Open up your eyes Take away these feelings Get them out of here I can’t cry no more I’m out of tears Yesterday the sky was blue Now everything is wrong There are no colors left You are gone
10.
Waiting On A Miracle 04:12
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A rooster in the yard Is waiting for the dawn The dawn waits in the darkness For the night time to be gone Wildflowers are waiting For a honey bee And I’m waiting on a miracle To bring you back to me A sentry walks his post Where soldiers lie asleep Buried with the dreams That once were ours to keep Our flag hangs on the flag pole Just waiting for a breeze I’m waiting on a miracle To bring you back to me A robin in the yard Is waiting for a worm A car at the corner Waits for the light to turn A motel door is waiting For someone with a key And I’m waiting on a miracle To bring you back to me The Capital’s locked down Everyone’s left town The streets are all deserted There’s not a soul around The flag is on the flag pole Just waiting for a breeze I’m waiting on a miracle To bring you back to me A gambler is waiting For the Ace of Spades A marching band is waiting for The start of a parade A judge is in his chamber Waiting for a plea And I’m waiting on a miracle To bring you back to me
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The Bigger The Lie, The Harder They Fall 02:56
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In a phone bank in Lagos across the great sea They don’t wait for money to  fall out of trees They work night and day making cold calls The bigger the lie is the harder they fall The bigger the lie is The harder they fall In for a dollar In for it all If you want all their money Never go small The bigger the lie is The harder they fall Fooling the folks is easily done Lose an election and just say you won The fans won’t wonder what’s up your sleeve Just tell them the lie that they want to believe The bigger the lie is The harder they fall In for a dollar In for it all If you want all their money Never go small The bigger the lie is The harder they fall You don’t need a witch doctor, you don’t need a spell Telling a lie will work just as well You have to be careful, don’t make it small The bigger the lie is the harder they fall The bigger the lie is The harder they fall In for a dollar In for it all If you want all their money Never go small The bigger the lie is The harder they fall
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21st Century Paranoid Blues (Bonus Track Performed by S.W. Campbell) 02:55
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Private eyes eyeballing Everyone they meet Sensors in the hallways And cameras on the street Mailmen sending tips To the F. B. I. Men with black binoculars Scanning the sky I don't mean to panic you I'm only tellin' the truth It ain't paranoia if they're coming after you Judge in his chamber Someone wake him from his nap There's three men in suits And they're planting wire taps A man on TV says "If you break it you own it" They listen to your calls And you don't even know it I don't mean to panic you I'm only tellin' the truth It ain't paranoia if they're coming after you A bug on your computer Sees every move you make They can watch where you go See every road you take Satellites track you In your home and in your car An app on your cell phone Tells them right where you are I don't mean to panic you I'm only tellin' the truth All this paranoia and it's coming after you Drama queens and Brahmins Chanting in a foreign tongue Hobos takin' No Doz In the yard with railroad bums They're headin' for the highways They're leaving by train The Bankers took the money And they made their getaway I don't mean to panic you I'm only tellin' the truth All this paranoia and it's coming after you Houses underwater In Detroit and New Orleans Don't go blaming God For what happens on the street No one went to prison Who would ever believe A jail could be so crowded There'd be no room for those thieves I don't mean to panic you I'm only tellin' the truth All this paranoia and it's coming after you Clark Kent eyes Pat downs and watch lists Old ladies and babies treated Like their terrorists Better not act annoyed or You’ll get the evil eye If you look suspicious They’ll pull you out of line I don't mean to panic you I'm only tellin' the truth It ain't paranoia if they're coming after you All this paranoia and it's coming after you It ain't paranoia if they're coming after you

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released February 21, 2021

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Dan Sullivan Kalamazoo, Michigan

Some people like gardening, working on cars or woodworking. Others enjoy knitting, collecting stamps or coins. That kind of thing. I like writing songs.

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