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I. The Healing Colors Of Sound, Part 1(Instrumental)II. My Shoes[God says]Melt the ice by summerTurn the grass from green to goldLive the greatest story ever toldDon't mess the sacred motherIf things go wrongHey, it's alrightBut don't kid yourselfI know what you'd really likeYou'd like to be in my shoesWouldn't you nowWouldn't you nowYou'd like to be in my shoesWouldn't you nowWouldn't you nowMelt the ice by summerSend the critics down to NBC'Cause I'm the willOf the world that's about to beSongtexteAnd you'd like to be in my shoesWouldn't you nowWouldn't you nowYou'd like to be in my shoesWouldn't you nowWouldn't you nowIII. Mommy Comes BackA baby was born in a small town yesterdayHe's a magical child with a cosmic death rayBut his mother always wanted to playSuch a long way downBut mommy comes backShe always comes back to get meMommy comes back, she always comes backAnd she never will forget me nowThe baby grows upAnd soon becomes a kidSpends his whole life explainingThe things that his mother didThen they say she wentAnd drownedSuch a long way downCHORUSWhen she came upShe'd looked better»Look, dear, I made you a sweater«Now it's all doneThey live up in MonticelloWith some pizza pocketsSome papers and a case of mello-yellowBut don't go in celloe - such a long wayRun when you hear the celloYou're in for a long stayHey, heyIV. Lay It DownChildren yet to be bornDon't you mourn me now'Cause the crows are in the cornLay it down, lay it downOld man's on his porchHis house burning downWhen he passes you his torchLay it down, lay it downAnd the young man comesTo beat his drumsAnd the old man sings'Here it comes, here it comes'And Newsweek's featuredeveryone by nowLay it down, lay it down nowLay it downWe built this house of cardsWe can tear it downWhen it hurts don't take it hardLay it down, lay it downAnd the wildman bringsHis wild man thingsWhile the press keepsPressing on the pressure kingAnd the drums are beatingEverywhere by nowLay it down, lay it downLay it downV. The Healing Colors Of Sound, Part 2One man said in signDon't you want to feel o.k.?And the sighted man said to the blindDon't you look at me that way againDon't you look at me that way againSo they shared a glass of wineAnd they started to feel o.k. againThen one said one more timesaid »Don't you see there now way to win -Don't you see there's no way you can win«But you can turn around to the healing colors of soundJust turn around to the healing colors of soundOld man's ship won't sailDon't you think they've failed by now?You can't just turn your tailNo, you can't go home that way againNo, you can't go home that way againCHORUSVI. My Shoes (revisited)Melt the ice by summerTurn the grass from green to goldLive the greatest story ever toldAnd you'd like to be in my shoesWouldn't you nowWouldn't you nowVII. Urban Noise(Instrumental) Aus Songtexte Mania