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  1. East Meets West

From the recording Sleeping Policeman (2001)

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East Meets West
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Music written by Clint Bierman
Lyrics written by Clint Bierman and Wil Rothman

Lyrics

East meets West in a challenge to the death
And one of them says "We know you're the best"
But the other one deals a blow to the chest
And the world laughs and acts all impressed

You have to confess that you love me the best
And if that ain't true then I'll move to Loch Ness
And find the one thing that's supposed to be blessed
Swim down and then I'll catch my breath

She wasn't a relation but I had no automation
Couldn't find another religious denomination
So I said that I was Baptist or at least I had some practice
She laughed at me and asked if there was someone who could back this
Stop asking questions, it's disturbing my digestion
Let's go back to my place, well, it's only a suggestion
She said "hey you get serious, you could be deleterious
You don't know me from Eve, besides you're delerious

Evening slipped over her shoulders
And covered we two with a touch
Contemplating over and over
I never meant to feel so much

Catch me in a minute I'm sitting in the back kickin' around
What's been tying up my mind
Little knots, sorrow, anger, guilt they bind
And it's frying up my mind
Kids experimenting with murder instead of drugs
Where do you think they get the beautiful buzz
Glorifying thugs that would give a nut to be in their shoes
They're gonna lose

Evening slips over our shoulders
And covers us all with a rush
Formulating ways to discover
What it is that means so much

Drinkin' booze, but not like we do
It's not like Sega, there's no re-do
Just a bad vibe and then you die unless you try
And Yoda was wrong, there is try

It's absurd to use a word to say the way that you felt
A bird told me or I overheard
That you're bold like that, like Mac's bat
Or the rat-ta-tat-tat of my gat

Evening slips over our shoulders
And covers us all with a rush
Formulating ways to discover
What it is that means so much

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