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tackle box - hamell on trial lyrics

if i mutter
or i stutter
understand my dear that between my ears
there’s a fear so real that it can’t get clear
same day
a whole different way
above my neck and you detect
that you reflect the bliss perfect

been around a long time and i seen the ups and downs
seen the fall of heroes, i’ve seen the rise of clowns
school of hard knocks
this tackle box
(tackle box)
from sh-r- to sh-r- to sh-r-
(sh-r- to sh-r-)
my head of shots
(head of shots)
this tackle box
(tackle box)
like my brain’s at daily war
(indeed)

you can spoil the brain broth with too many cooks
call it tackle box ’cause it’s got so many hooks

internal dialogue with socrates and plato
try to be alive but sometimes i’m afraid-o
my spiritual adviser sympathizer could be wiser
got a mantra in my head every morning when in bed
internal dialogue with strummer & jones
the spirit vs. bones, surrounded or alone
nomad home, strange at gnome, concrete foam
pros or comb
internal dialogue with lincoln and booth
fiction or truth, the law and lenny bruce
astute or confused, facts or fake news
the don’ts and the do’s and the win or the lose
internal dialogue like lawyer and client
condemned to those flyin’, meek or defiant
denier of science, microscopical giant
i try to be compliant but my conscience won’t abide it

and i been around, seen the ups and downs
seen the fall of heroes, i’ve seen the rise of clowns
school of hard knocks
this tackle box
(tackle box)
from sh-r- to sh-r- to sh-r-
(sh-r- to sh-r-)
my head of shots
(head of shots)
this tackle box
(tackle box)
and my brain’s at daily war
(better)

you can spoil the brain broth with too many cooks
you call it tackle box because how come?
it’s got so many hooks

he lingers over some pictures for what seems like days
there’s a light rain that ticks at the windows like streamless hammers on an abandoned piano
the dawn is breaking
he can smell coffee from another apartment
but he hears no birds
and it doesn’t look like the sun will be out today
a loud booming in the distance
he prays that it is just thunder
and the occasional pops, well, that is to be expected
he remembers his own boyhood and the image of the animated cartoon top cat comes to mind
the alleys, the friends, the great plans
the bright bold colors with sharp defined unambiguous lines

been around a long time and i seen the ups and downs
seen the fall of heroes, i’ve seen the rise of clowns
school of hard knocks
this tackle box
(tackle box)
from sh-r- to sh-r- to sh-r-
my head of shots
(shots)
this tackle box
(tackle box)
and my brain’s at daily war
(war)

you can spoil the brain broth with too many cooks
call it tackle box ’cause it’s got so many hooks

clowns

- hamell on trial lyrics

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