Do You Have A Plan? - Andy Balham
Do you have a plan?
When your body gives out on you
When bad luck follows bad times
And insurance is overdue
Do you have a plan?
To keep the wolf from the door
When your savings are all used up
And you body still needs more
Do you have a plan?
When the water it starts to climb
When storms lash the land
As in biblical times
Do you have a plan?
When the dust bowls have returned
When droughts stretch on and on
And the earth is scarred and burned
Do you have a plan?
When no one will back down
When brinkmanship goes too far
And the bombs rain all around
Do you have a plan?
When the siren starts to cry
Run like hell to your bunker
Or you’re gonna fry
Do You Have A Plan?
- Andy Balham
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 265
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- Location: Somewheresville, Englandshire
- Contact:
Do You Have A Plan?
"Some may say I couldn't sing, but none may say I didn't sing" - Florence Foster Jenkins
- Paco Del Stinko
- Hot for Teacher
- Posts: 3542
- Joined: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:20 am
- Instruments: Basic rock, at a basic level.
- Recording Method: Roland 2480
- Submitting as: Paco del Stinko
- Location: Massachusetts. God save the Commonwealth!
Re: Do You Have A Plan?
Do You Have A Plan - Paco del Stinko
Crawl up the hill splash in some water
Laughing with joy another girl's daughter
Dash through the swirl, how much can you eat
Look at the lion's head, don't trip on your feet
Do you have a plan (have a plan)
Cos the kids in Cincinnati are the kings of the island
Looking at you up against the wall
Full of confidence and standing tall
Open the orange tube, it's wrong inside
The old swaperoo, but you can't hide
Do you have a plan (have a plan)
Cos the kids in Cincinnati are the kings of the island oh yeah
Run run run and pass the baton
Clock is ticking and the boss'll be gone
Leap and hurdle duck and sprint
Dripping sweat don't run out of wind
So you made it under the gun
Daughters and servant one two three sons
Back to the butcher, and back to the block
Say hi to Buddy, and the girl from Swampscott
Do you have a plan (have a plan)
Cos the kids in Cincinnati are the kings of the island oh yeah
Crawl up the hill splash in some water
Laughing with joy another girl's daughter
Dash through the swirl, how much can you eat
Look at the lion's head, don't trip on your feet
Do you have a plan (have a plan)
Cos the kids in Cincinnati are the kings of the island
Looking at you up against the wall
Full of confidence and standing tall
Open the orange tube, it's wrong inside
The old swaperoo, but you can't hide
Do you have a plan (have a plan)
Cos the kids in Cincinnati are the kings of the island oh yeah
Run run run and pass the baton
Clock is ticking and the boss'll be gone
Leap and hurdle duck and sprint
Dripping sweat don't run out of wind
So you made it under the gun
Daughters and servant one two three sons
Back to the butcher, and back to the block
Say hi to Buddy, and the girl from Swampscott
Do you have a plan (have a plan)
Cos the kids in Cincinnati are the kings of the island oh yeah
Bringin' the stink since 2006.
- lichenthroat
- Mean Street
- Posts: 543
- Joined: Thu Oct 27, 2016 12:54 pm
- Recording Method: MuseScore & Ardour or Reaper
- Submitting as: Lichen Throat, Dimetrodon, Sparetooth, Dessert Tortoise
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: New Mexico
Re: Do You Have A Plan?
Do You Have a Plan--Lichen Throat
I was nine years old when I first saw your books.
You didn't write the words, but I loved to look
at the pictures that you drew in black and white,
from the basilisk to the wyvern in flight,
and the cover with the guys who were trying to pry
the gems from the statue with the ruby eyes.
Hey, young David, do you have a plan
to make a living with your own two hands,
do commercial art in the town by the lake?
As you loaded up your car did your heart quake?
When you moved to join your old friends, Tim and Jake,
did anybody say you were making a mistake?
Your comic strip debuted in issue number nine:
the pool-shark dragon with light green hide,
the hillbilly cyclops with his wooden slingshot,
and lumpy trolls in four-color dots.
After ten years of panels perfectly drawn,
without one word, it was suddenly gone.
David Trampier, do you have a plan
for Otis and the rest of his ogre band?
Would the storm giants ever rejoin the fray;
has the shadowcat gone away?
For fifteen years we worried you were dead
or in the asylum, poison in your head.
It turned out you were driving taxis at night,
back in Carbondale under dim streetlights.
No brushes, no pencils, no canvas, no paint,
just driving all night without complaint.
Hey old Tramp, do you have a plan?
Do you live alone, as a lonely man?
Have your watercolor markers all run dry?
Why did you you leave without saying goodbye?
I hope at the end you had nothing to resent,
that your final years were peaceful and content.
I was nine years old when I first saw your books.
You didn't write the words, but I loved to look
at the pictures that you drew in black and white,
from the basilisk to the wyvern in flight,
and the cover with the guys who were trying to pry
the gems from the statue with the ruby eyes.
Hey, young David, do you have a plan
to make a living with your own two hands,
do commercial art in the town by the lake?
As you loaded up your car did your heart quake?
When you moved to join your old friends, Tim and Jake,
did anybody say you were making a mistake?
Your comic strip debuted in issue number nine:
the pool-shark dragon with light green hide,
the hillbilly cyclops with his wooden slingshot,
and lumpy trolls in four-color dots.
After ten years of panels perfectly drawn,
without one word, it was suddenly gone.
David Trampier, do you have a plan
for Otis and the rest of his ogre band?
Would the storm giants ever rejoin the fray;
has the shadowcat gone away?
For fifteen years we worried you were dead
or in the asylum, poison in your head.
It turned out you were driving taxis at night,
back in Carbondale under dim streetlights.
No brushes, no pencils, no canvas, no paint,
just driving all night without complaint.
Hey old Tramp, do you have a plan?
Do you live alone, as a lonely man?
Have your watercolor markers all run dry?
Why did you you leave without saying goodbye?
I hope at the end you had nothing to resent,
that your final years were peaceful and content.
- Jerkatorium
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 322
- Joined: Wed Dec 10, 2014 2:48 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, bass, keyboards
- Recording Method: Logic Pro X
- Submitting as: Jerkatorium, Matchy Matchy, Hanky Code, All the Robots
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Los Angeles, CA
- Contact:
Re: Do You Have A Plan?
Do You Have A Plan? by Jerkatorium
I know it’s rough
I know it’s bad
I know it’s hard to believe that we’ll get through this together,
Hard to believe that it’ll ever get better
And you
I know you’re mad
The world’s gone wrong, but I know that you’re right,
And when good’s long gone it’s a question of fight or flight
I’ll be right here by your side through it all
And we’ll fight fight fight fight fight fight till they fall
Are you gonna skip town when the shit goes down?
Are you gonna stick it out? Are you sticking around?
Do you have a plan? Do you have a plan?
Well you know who I am and where I stand,
And I’ll always be your man
Do you have a plan?
I know you’re hurt
I know you’re pissed
I know we’re both sick and tired and we really could go for
Some quick solution just to get this shit over
But you
You raise your fist
Why compromise when your soul’s in the mix?
And our tempers rise when we’re kicking against the pricks.
I’ll be right here by your side through it all
And we’ll fight fight fight fight fight fight till they fall
Are you gonna skip town when the shit goes down?
Are you gonna stick it out? Are you sticking around?
Do you have a plan? Do you have a plan?
Well you know who I am and where I stand,
And I’ll always be your man
Do you have a plan?
And do you understand?
I’ll gladly follow you, yeah you can believe me
And whatever the plan
I’ll be there for you whenever you need me
I know it’s rough
I know it’s bad
I know it’s hard to believe that we’ll get through this together,
Hard to believe that it’ll ever get better
And you
I know you’re mad
The world’s gone wrong, but I know that you’re right,
And when good’s long gone it’s a question of fight or flight
I’ll be right here by your side through it all
And we’ll fight fight fight fight fight fight till they fall
Are you gonna skip town when the shit goes down?
Are you gonna stick it out? Are you sticking around?
Do you have a plan? Do you have a plan?
Well you know who I am and where I stand,
And I’ll always be your man
Do you have a plan?
I know you’re hurt
I know you’re pissed
I know we’re both sick and tired and we really could go for
Some quick solution just to get this shit over
But you
You raise your fist
Why compromise when your soul’s in the mix?
And our tempers rise when we’re kicking against the pricks.
I’ll be right here by your side through it all
And we’ll fight fight fight fight fight fight till they fall
Are you gonna skip town when the shit goes down?
Are you gonna stick it out? Are you sticking around?
Do you have a plan? Do you have a plan?
Well you know who I am and where I stand,
And I’ll always be your man
Do you have a plan?
And do you understand?
I’ll gladly follow you, yeah you can believe me
And whatever the plan
I’ll be there for you whenever you need me
"Yes, I am a Muppet with B.O.; this song speaks to me." - Manhattan Glutton
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- Mean Street
- Posts: 562
- Joined: Fri Mar 11, 2005 11:49 am
- Submitting as: shrts, Sewer Ppl, Flaming Tiger, shrts, shot pounder, Gert, Slither, Gaping Maw
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Toronto
Re: Do You Have A Plan?
Flaming Tiger says:
Hey, kid. with your head in the sand, I want to
know — do you have a plan?
Everything you want to take, but wait,
I want to know — do you have a plan?
Take a minute to think before you sink straight
In it. I want to know — do you have a plan?
I bet you think that it’s cute to let it call come
Down to fate. Wait, you dream and you exaggerate.
You’ve got to come kicking out of the gate with clear
Thoughts, the mind rots, you sit, you get naught.
You think you won’t get left behind? You don’t
Pay any mind; you’re blind, climbing it all.
Bang banging your head on the wall, you’ve got
One last chance to get ahead of the call and so
Hey, kid ...
Do you have a plan or do you just think things are going to
fall into place for you? Whatcha going to do? Do you
really want to leave it all up in the air?
Don’t you think you need a clear plan to get there?
Wait a minute. I think maybe you get it.
Hey, kid ...
Hey, kid. with your head in the sand, I want to
know — do you have a plan?
Everything you want to take, but wait,
I want to know — do you have a plan?
Take a minute to think before you sink straight
In it. I want to know — do you have a plan?
I bet you think that it’s cute to let it call come
Down to fate. Wait, you dream and you exaggerate.
You’ve got to come kicking out of the gate with clear
Thoughts, the mind rots, you sit, you get naught.
You think you won’t get left behind? You don’t
Pay any mind; you’re blind, climbing it all.
Bang banging your head on the wall, you’ve got
One last chance to get ahead of the call and so
Hey, kid ...
Do you have a plan or do you just think things are going to
fall into place for you? Whatcha going to do? Do you
really want to leave it all up in the air?
Don’t you think you need a clear plan to get there?
Wait a minute. I think maybe you get it.
Hey, kid ...
Punk rock is for children. Grab a six-pack at Half-a-Dozen Records.
- Pigfarmer Jr
- Jump
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Re: Do You Have A Plan?
Do You Have A Plan? - Pigfarmer Jr
Congress passed the NDAA
Say they can take your or me
If you can't have a trial by jury
How can you say you are free?
Watcha gonna do when the world goes to hell?
Do you have a plan?
Will you throw up your arms and say, "Oh, well!"?
Do you have a plan?
The IRS buys guns and ammo
Enough to start a war
The agency takes almost half your money
And still they want some more
Watcha gonna do when the world goes to hell?
Do you have a plan?
Will you throw up your arms and say, "Oh, well!"?
Do you have a plan?
The power you give
For you benefit
Will lead to abuse
And crimes they won't admit
The more you give
The more they're gonna take
They're gonna make
They're gonna make
They're gonna make you pay
Trump was elected, you say that's bad
'Cause he will do more harm
The power you gave to Barack Obama
Is a fire ringing five alarms
Watcha gonna do when the world goes to hell?
Do you have a plan?
Will you throw up your arms and say, "Oh, well!"?
Do you have a plan?
Congress passed the NDAA
Say they can take your or me
If you can't have a trial by jury
How can you say you are free?
Watcha gonna do when the world goes to hell?
Do you have a plan?
Will you throw up your arms and say, "Oh, well!"?
Do you have a plan?
The IRS buys guns and ammo
Enough to start a war
The agency takes almost half your money
And still they want some more
Watcha gonna do when the world goes to hell?
Do you have a plan?
Will you throw up your arms and say, "Oh, well!"?
Do you have a plan?
The power you give
For you benefit
Will lead to abuse
And crimes they won't admit
The more you give
The more they're gonna take
They're gonna make
They're gonna make
They're gonna make you pay
Trump was elected, you say that's bad
'Cause he will do more harm
The power you gave to Barack Obama
Is a fire ringing five alarms
Watcha gonna do when the world goes to hell?
Do you have a plan?
Will you throw up your arms and say, "Oh, well!"?
Do you have a plan?
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