@ALBUM: TRUTH AND SOUL 1988 CBS Records by FISHBONE: John Norwood Fisher: vocals, bass Kendall Jones: vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, bass on "One Day" Angelo Moore, "The Missing Link": vocals, saxes "Dirty" Walter A. Kibby II, "Dog King Of The Freaks": vocals, 3 valve brass Charlie Down: vocals, keyboards, trombone Fish: drums, percussion produced and engineered by David Kahne @SONG: FREDDIE'S DEAD 4:29 (C. Mayfield) @SONG: MA AND PA 3:17 (A.Moore/K.Jones) There once was a Ma that wanted her There once was a Pa that wanted her I know she's confused, she's my blood sister She told me the blues as she start to shiver Only a child in the middle of a war She's a problem child now because of a divorce Hey Ma and Pa What the hell is wrong with ya'll Hey Ma and Pa What the hell is wrong with ya'll Well there's a lot of money For all the attorneys It's just not a fight for child custody. 'Cause Ma and Pa's revenge Is making little sister bleed Fussin' and fightin' through a family life Make her wanna take drugs and be out of line Hey Ma and Pa What the hell is wrong with ya'll Hey Ma and Pa What the hell is wrong with ya'll Fighting for love on an angel's feather Why don't ya'll get your shit together Well it's three the hard way Doin' it the wrong way Ma hates Pa, Pa hates Ma Little sister say, "What the hey!" Well there's an evil streak there With a righteous leak I fear That's why a child goes stray To live a life another day Mom and Pop in a family fury Brother tried to say "Little sister, don't worry." Hey Ma and Pa What the hell's wrong with ya'll Hey Ma and Pa Why'd the family rise and fall Why don't you get your shit together @SONG: MIGHTY LONG WAY 3:21 (J.Fisher) Said I'm shakin' in my shoes sometimes And all alone I get the blues sometimes And I'm far away from home, it seems so far, so far away Many moons and many days You know many things are on my mind I search and search for answers I can't find Then my people I will seek They listen when I speak Believe me when I say Me and my friends go a mighty long way Yea, yea There's nothing that can make this bond to break And if it comes along it must be strong Believe me when I say Me and my friends go a mighty long way Well I look into the cloudy sky And cleanse my soul as the heavens cry My life like a rolling stone Up and down the hills It breaks my ass like a window sill And if I had to do it all by myself There be a threat to my mental health But there's no need to run and hide When folks are by my side Believe me when I say Me and my friends go a mighty long way Yea, yea Yea, yea There's nothing that could make this bond to break And don't even try unless you're ready to die Believe me when I say Me and my friends go a mighty long way Believe my when I say We go a mighty long way @SONG: POURING RAIN 5:11 (C.Dowd) The sun will shine on brighter And the wind will always blow Some think life's a breeze Others feel love is sin I've found beauty in dancing stars To you, your dreams may be a farce And you think that you can't feel pain? And you think we can't feel at all Can you sing out in the pouring rain Can you sing, can you sing out He had one foot in the gutter Another on dry land His ship sailed without him Across life's burning sands He cried out in the distance And no one, no one heard a word For a prophet's not respected in his own world Chorus And all the things I've said And all these things And all the things I've said That you doubt and disbelieve Are shoved back in your face By the spite of mankind's greed You choose to close you eyes And the rest of the world will bleed You choose to close your eyes And the rest of the world will bleed Chorus @SONG: Deep Inside 1:20 (A.Moore/J.Fisher) Rich Ass High Klass Don't bother me and I won't realize your crime Two faced You're out of place You can't rock out because you ain't the kind Well if you were on the other side of the fence, well maybe you'd understand, I may freak you out with my raw look, 'cause I just got the feelin' Man! Brain Washed You're Lost Your blindness can't be helped anyway Your Cash My Clash Makes me able to say Makes me able to say You got the prestige status You've got the majority mass Plus you've got a blender by General Motors And a Tonka Toy dump truck up your ass You'll never look the way I feel You'll never feel the look in my eyes I feel the look in my eyes Cause I've got the feelin' swimming in my bones And it's takin over Deep Inside It's takin' over Deep Inside @SONG: QUESTION OF LIFE 3:00 (A.Moore/K.Jones/J.Fisher) I saw the god spread his arms across the imperfect sky The clouds rolled across the full moon, tattooed in the sky For the eye tattooed in the sky judged the planets plea And I was just a humble man and feared God in his sight The Light A question rose from my soul A question I began to hold A pitchfork pinned to my chest Will I, I not pass the test Will I, I not pass the test A disease of clouds formed over the sea The Angel was cruisin' down so that I could see The roses in his eyes He would give me, Lord The New Age not the winter The Ice Age was the last page You must present a P.M.A. (Positive Mental Attitude) For we all dance for freedom sake To tie the shoelace of life in place To change the mind from a negative state, Yeh! Chorus The Angel began to say to me As the roses set me free set me free You must recite this throughout the land or else you will be snuffed and canned snuffed and canned You musn't wrong the write Yoo musn't dark the Light Yu must dove the vulture U must do or die Wow I was shakin' A question shake shake shake Wow I was shakin' A question shake shake shake @SONG: I LIKE TO HIDE BEHIND MY GLASSES 4:42 (A.Moore/C.Dowd) I like to hide behind my glasses When I feel uptight I like to hide behind my glasses When I'm trippin' in the strobelight I like to hide behind my glasses So I can give you all dirty looks And they won't know what I'm thinking Like I hate you, incompetent, moron, son of a jerk In another world behind shaded lens Doctor Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, Link-A-Side In another world behind shaded lens Doctor Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, Link-A-Side I like to HIDE behind my glasses So I can disappear to run and hide I like to HIDE behind my glasses So in myself I can confide I like to HIDE behind my glasses So I can make the boss a little man I'll take my underdog supersauce pill To beat the bullies and save the land To beat the bullies and save the land But when I take off my glasses I shrink down again They interrupt my psychadelic kingdom and They think they can whip me with MY SILVER PEN SO DON'T ASK ME WHY I PUT ON MY GLASSES AGAIN DON'T ASK ME WHY I PUT ON MY GLASSES AGAIN I MUST REPEAT MYSELF BECAUSE I HAVE TO WIN SO DON'T ASK ME WHY I PUT ON MY GLASSES AGAIN I like to hide behind my glasses When I'm trippin' in the strobelight @SONG: BONIN' IN THE BONEYARD 4:45 (A.Moore/J.Fisher/D.Kahne) IF YOU CAN'T FIGURE THIS ONE OUT, THEN YOU ARE LAME! @SONG: ONE DAY 4:56 (W.Kibby/K.Jones/D.Kahne) Waitin' for the day Waitin' in restaurants Waitin' in cars Waitin' in bathrooms Waitin' in bars Waitin' in bootcamps Waitin' in front of t.v.'s in living rooms Waitin' in heaven Waitin' in hell Waitin' for the one day @SONG: SUBLIMINAL FASCISM 1:25 (A.Moore) People got problems that they can't work out So there sense cracks I read the paper and I watch the news it don't give me the blues It just gives me the blacks Starvation on the radio They don't play the facts They play the crackerjacks Subliminal Fascism gettin' under your skin so you better wake up US Well the bad gets worse Too fucked up And the hate grows more each day So when the infected try to effect you Don't listen to them when they say Follow the rules and forget the bomb Communistical patriotic The plan is subtle but it's in the open Kingpins Nazi scheme getting under your skin So you better wake up US Subliminal Fascism Subliminal Fascism Fascism Fascism Fascist @SONG: SLOW BUS MOVIN' (HOWARD BEACH PARTY) 2:35 (K.Jones/A.Moore/W.Kibbee/Fish) "Born in the 1940's, my parents couldn't vote, X and King were on a march for power true, Black power that is Panther's and their attitudes, sport fresh new business suits, yeh yeh. Stricken with determination to rise above a slave, the mayo men used firehoses to spray the monkeys back in their cages." Round and around and around they go The bus is goin mighty slow Brothers in the back seat Caucs in the front People gettin' hostile when I kill someone "Well the overlords thought it would be a good idea to mix the Black with the White but if you're a fly in the buttermilk they'll chase you all through the night. So go ahead and burn your cross and rape our women in the night, 'cause the day will come when your cream coated daughter is gonna be my wife." @SONG: GHETTO SOUNDWAVE 2:46 (J.Fisher/C.Dowd/K.Jones/A.Moore/D.Kahne) @SONG: GHETTO SOUNDWAVE 4:20 (K.Jones/D.Kahne) There's another cry of murder Policeman shoot down baby brother Shot him, shot him down In the street But did they know the mother's grief Were they sure they got the right one Did they know he was her only son A father tries to feed his family They come here to find their opportunity Living, living, living in the streets With their dreams and with their humility Can't we all see the pain and hurt They love this land maybe more than us There's a ghetto soundwave Gets to me everyday There's a ghetto soundwave Gets to me everyday Another bourgeois politician Hears out pleas but does not listen Never, never, never sees the need But caters only to his greed Can't he see there's no use in lying And don't he know all our hope is dying @SONG: CHANGE 2:55 (K.Jones/C.Dowd) There's a light on a hill That's far out in the distance And it calls out my name It calls out for a change Far away voices That want their own choices Sigh for a plea As it calls out for a change Ooh Change Ooh Change Ooh.......We can change today Repeat Chorus Deep inside our hearts There's a love You can feel It's a love that assures We can cry out for change The dark clouds that did dance To the blue skies here before me Make it plain to my eyes We can cry out for change Ooh Change Ooh Change Ooh.......