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Charles Manson
è conosciuto in tutto il mondo come uno spietato serial killer, in pochi sanno che in realtà non ha mai ucciso nessuno. Simbolo del Male ed icona della malvagità, Manson è ormai diventato un mito contemporaneo e le verità della sua storia si perdono nella leggenda e nell'aneddotica.
Questo Blog non vuole in ogni caso occuparsi di violenza e di fatti di sangue, ma di musica, perchè Charles Manson prima ancora di essere implicato nel drammatico caso Tate-LaBianca è stato ed è tutt'oggi un musicista. Qui troverete una descrizione di tutti gli album di Manson e della sua comune, la Family. Quando possibile ci sarà anche un link per ascoltare o scaricare i pezzi.
Tutto questo per far conoscere anche in Italia la musica di un uomo che, date le circostanze, non ha avuto la possibilità di esprimere la sua arte.

Lie: The Love and Terror Cult Lyrics

LOOK AT YOUR GAME, GIRL

There's a time for livin'
The time keeps on flyin'
Think you're lovin' baby
And all you're doin' is cryin'
Can you feel? Are those feelings real?
Look at your game girl
Look at your game girl
What a mad delusion
Livin' in that confusion
Frustration and doubt
Can you ever live without
The game
The sad sad game
Mad game

Just to say you love is not enough
If'n you can't be true
You can tell those lies baby
But you're only foolin' you
Can you feel are those feelin's real
Look at your game girl
Go on look at your game girl

If'n you can't feel
And the feelin's ain't real
Then you better stop tryin'
Or you're gonna play cryin'
Stop tryin' or you're gonna play cryin'
That's the game
Sad sad game
Mad game
Sad game

OLD EGO IS A TOO MUCH THING

It's inside
It's in the back
The front
No it's in the back
No it's in the front
No it's in the back
They shoved it in the back
They put it in the back
All the love in the back
Get in the back
All the love get in the back boy
And they call it your subconscious
Remember Freud?
In the front is your computer
And I call it old ego is a too much thing
Old ego is a too much thing
It'll make you fool yourself
It'll make you fool yourself
You'll think you're somebody else
Look out oh, the trouble it brings
Makes you want to jump on up and fight
And you can't stand not to be right
It'll make you lie
Make you cheat
Just so you won't be beat
It'll make you get on out of sight
You get afraid you gonna act like a clown
And you get mad when somebody puts you down
Your heart's a-pumpin' and your paranoia's a-jumpin'
Look out ego is a too much thing
When everything seems goin' so fine
Old ego puts itself on in a bind
Your certainty turns to doubt
Then you start flippin' out
Then you ease on out of your mind


MECHANICAL MAN

I am a mechanical man, a mechanical man
And I do the best I can
Because I have my family (to look out for)
I am a mechanical boy
I am my mother's toy
And I play in the backyard sometime
I am a mechanical boy

The past is an illusion
Postulated mocked up through confusion
the future will be confusion
You live in your illusion
Ban won't wear off
I had a little monkey
And I sent him to the country
And I fed him on gingerbread
Long come a choo-choo
And knocked my monkey cuckoo
And now my monkey's dead
Ban won't wear off
'Cause my monkey's dead
Ban won't wear off you
'Cause my monkey's dead (my data is running out)
There's a feather bed in your head go in and lay down
And I wonder how a brown cow
Could say moo

Down the road come my jungle partner
London bridge is falling down
Your karma's turning
Your love is burning

Hey you're goin' the wrong way
I see you out there Joe
And you think your name is Joe
I see you out there Sam
And you think your name is Sam
You ain't Joe
You ain't Sam
You just am
Have you got a level?


PEOPLE SAY l'M NO GOOD

People say I'm no good
But they never, never do they say
Why their world is so mixed up
Or how it got that way
They all look at me and they frown
Do I really look so strange
If they really dug themselves
I know they'd want to change
Everybody says you're no good
'Cause you don't do like they think you should
Do you expect them
Do you expect you to act like them
Look at them man
Look at the fix they're in
I don't care
I don't care what they say
Just let them sit there and burn
The young might not be so dumb after all
And from the young you might even learn
Everybody says you're no good
Because, because you don't do
You don't do like they think you should
Do you expect them to act like you
Do you expect them
Do you expect you to act like them
Do you expect to see
Do you expect the fool to see what a fix he's in
Do you expect the fool to see what a fix he's in

With your cardboard houses
And your tin-can cars
You sit there and you wonder
You wonder where you are
Those diamond rings they're all the same
You sit there and you wonder
And you say who's to blame
Take a look at yourself
Take yourself off the shelf
You can belong to nobody
With your can cough medicine
And your wonder drugs
You got more sickness than you got cures of
Cancer of the mind


YOUR HOME IS WHERE YOU'RE HAPPY

Your home is where you're happy
It's not where you're not free
Your home is where you can be what you are
'Cause you were just born to be

Now they'll show you their castles
And diamonds for all to see
But they'll never show you that peace of mind
'Cause they don't know how to be free

So burn all your bridges
Leave your old life behind
You can do what you want to do
'Cause you're strong in your mind

And anywhere you might wander
You can make that your home
And as long as you got love in your heart
You'll never be alone
Just as long as you got love in your heart
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone


ARKANSAS

"Really really we struggle
I mean we struggle with ourselves you know
Yeah
Big ol' struggle
You just struggle an' struggle until you struggle

Then you struggle
And there's no such thing as struggle"

Far and far down Arkansas
There lived a squatter with a stubborn jaw
His nose was droopy red and his whiskers grey
He could fiddle all the night and all the day

Came a traveller down the road
Ask if he could find an inn
Can I find an inn
Come on can I find an inn

Far far down Arkansas
Here comes a government man
Talkin' to my pa
He told 'em I gots to go to school
I got to learn to be a gosh durn fool

Far far down Arkansas
I was a squatter with a stubborn jaw
My nose is droopy red
And my whiskers grey
'Cause the magical mystery tour
Has taken me away
Taken me away

Far and far down Arkansas
I was my mother
And I was my pa
A gov'ment man and a-whiskey still too
And everywhere I'm a-lookin' at you

Far and far down Arkansas
Are you stubborn
Look at your drooping jaw
Look at your drooping jaw
Smile!


I'LL NEVER SAY NEVER TO ALWAYS

I'll never say never to always
I'll never say always to none
To seem is to dream a dream my love
Cause one is one is one

For Always is always forever
'cause one is one is one
Look Inside yourself for your father
All is none all is none none is one

It's time to call time from behind you
illusion has been just a dream
The Valley of Death and I'll find you
Now is when on a sunshine beam

So bring only your perfection
For there love will surely be
No cold pain fear or hunger
You can see you can see you can see
(You can be you can see you can sing)


GARBAGE DUMP

Oh garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump
Oh garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump

You could feed the world with my garbage dump
You could feed the world with my garbage dump
You could feed the world with my garbage dump
That sums it up in one big lump

When you're livin' on the road
And you think sometimes you're starvin'
Get on off that trip my friend
Just get in them cans and start carvin'

Oh garbage dump my garbage dump
Why are you called my garbage dump
Garbage dump my garbage dump
Why are you called my garbage dump

There's a Market Basket and an A & P
I don't care if the box boys are staring at me
I don't even care who wins the war
I'll be in them cans behind my favorite store

Garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump
Garbage dump oh garbage dump
That sums it up in one big lump

I claim all these garbage dumps
In the name of the garbage pickers of America
The garbage pickers of America
The garbage pickers of America

Oh but it smells
Oh pew ... yew


DON'T DO ANYTHING ILLEGAL

Don't do anything illegal
Beware of the eagle
That's right in the middle of your back
Don't be illegal
It's you in a sack
They got you in a sack
And they keep you lookin' back

Don't do anything illegal
Beware of the eagle
It's got you by the neck
Don't do anything you shouldn't
And you never can say aw heck
I don't wanna do that, Mommy

I got to see your ID my friend
I got to see your ID my friend
I got to see where you begin
I got to see your ID my friend

Everytime I go to the store
I got to have an ID with me
I got to have an ID with me
ID so they can see
What they wanna be
Free. I'm free

I got to see you ID my friend
When you come out of your hole
And you're up and down the highway
You got to have an ID
And say don't you and you can't go sideways

SICK CITY

Restless people from the sick city
Burned their homes down to make the sky look pretty
What can I do I'm just a person
This is the line that we always seem to hear
You just sit
Things get worse and
Watch TV and drink your beer
Walkin' all alone
Not goin' anywhere
Walkin' all alone
Nobody seems to care
Restless as the wind
This town is killin' me
Got to put an end
To this restless misery
I'm Just one of those restless people
Can never seem to be satisfied with livin'
In the sick old sick sick sick old sick city
It may be too late for me to say goodbye
And it may be too late
To watch the sick old city die
Goin' on the road
Yeah I'm gonna try to say
Sick city so long goodbye and die
CEASE TO EXIST

Pretty girl pretty pretty girl
Cease to exist
Just come and say you love me
Give up your world
Come on you can be
I'm your kind oh your kind and
I can see, walk on walk on
I love you pretty girl
My life is yours
And you can have my world
Never had a lesson I ever learned
But I know we all get our turn
And I love you
Never learn not to love you
Submission is a gift
Go on give it to your brother
Love and understandin' is for one another
l'm your kind I'm your kind
I'm your brother
I never had a lesson I ever learned
But I know we all get our turn
And I love you
Never learn not to love you
Never learn not to love you
Never learn not to love you


CLANG BANG CLANG

Clang bang clang
Went the big iron door
They put me in a cell
With a concrete floor
Nine other men in that cell with me
Moanin' their fate with destiny

Clang bang clang
Clang bang clang clang
Early in the mornin'
At the crack of dawn
They wake us to the tune of a bong bong bong
Line up for chow
Munchin' hard bread
Drinkin' black coffee with that noise in my head

Clang bang clang
Clang bang clang bang clang
The judge said to me, now boy
You had it


I ONCE KNEW A MAN

I once knew a man
So love he was to be
I once knew a man whose heart open you could see
Sadder than the dream
Is that he should pass us by
Sadder than the scheme
Is in the name is written in the sky
Lonelier than I

Could I have a dream of a place to go
Much further than before
Time as it seems would be passive
If it were knocking at your door
Why wonder why dream in the night
Why argue hate and fight
The love that grows in the hearts of the
Men that I see is happiness coming home forever
In the path I should wander alone
And a dream would not be mine to say
And a dream no the dream
Never to more than seem should I obey
The love in my heart says
Give yourself away
The love in my heart says
Your's is today

Now is forever lasting constant in the mind
Illusions with memories scheming in lies in the mind all the time
One and one are one in two parts and that is not to find
Of the man who lives behind the gun
Of the man that lives behind the gun
Where has his love gone and come from
He is your brother
He is your loved one


EYES OF THE DREAMER

It's all in the eyes of the dreamer
It's all in the eyes of the man
All the things that we've done in life
And all the things that we've planned

Can the world be sad as it seems
Where are man's hopes
Where are man's dreams
Oh, the eyes of the dreamer
In the eyes of the man

All the songs have been sung
And all the saints have been hung
The wars and cries have been wailed
And all the people have been jailed

The world it's yours my friend
It's yours to begin or to end
Oh the eyes of the dreamer
In the eyes of the man

Take nothing from nothing brother
And it's all Just the same
For the loser is the winner
And there ain't no blame
It's just the end of the game

The moment is ever constant in the mind
Everywhere I look the blind leads the blind
Here's your chance to step out of time
There ain't no reason and there ain't no rhyme

For the trouble you bring is the trouble you bring
And a thing is a thing just a thing is a thing
In the eyes of the dreamer
It's in the eyes of the man

It's all in the eyes of the dreamer
All in the eyes of the man
All the things that you've done in life
And all the things that you plan
Is the world as sad as it seems
Where are your hopes
Where are your dreams
In the eyes of the dreamer
All in the eyes of the man
And you are the man

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