Resurrection Band


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Military Man

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984




Music: Glenn Kaiser, Jim Denton and Stu Heiss
Lyrics: Glenn Kaiser and Jon Trott

Military man got his armor on
Molten machine got his loaded gun
Paying his dues on a foreign shore
Just another day playing games of war

For this is the end of the military man
For this is the end of the military man

Military man, yeah, I'm a military man  

Yeah, yeah

Military man got his demons laughing, pushing him over the sanity brink
Horizons changing, train derailing, his iron ships begun to sink

For this is the end of the military man
For this is the end of the military man

Military man, yeah, I'm a military man  

Yeah, yeah

Saw the light from the Man above
His heart pierced by a sword of love in the military man

Considering chances in a nuclear zone
Hard to live life beneath the battle's drone
Silver syringe caught his victim napping
Slapping him 'round a broken life on loan
He caught sight of the future shock
Defenses crushed beneath the Risen Rock
The Risen Rock, yeah, yeah

No more doing time
He tasted the new wine
No more reason to fight
For the military man
No more military man
No more military man

How you doin'
One question right here,
Are you ready to rock ?
Are you ready to rock ?
Are you ready to rock ?
Are you ready to rock ?
Well, let's go !

No more military man
Thank you good evening



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Gameroom

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984

 

Push that button, squeeze that coin
Finger sweating, see the numbers climb
Graphic action, flashing screen
But who is the pilot, and what does it mean

My friends and my foes
My thrills and my woes
They live on
In memory cells, in fantasy wells
We press on and on and on
I am king, king of the gameroom
Here I'm lord, chairman of the board
I am king, king of the gameroom

I got nothing at home
I'm no one at school
The jocks and the rockers
They think I'm a fool
But this is my kingdom
And here I'm the man
No one can touch me
And I can command

So push that button, squeeze that coin
Fingers sweating, see the numbers climb
Graphic action, flashing screen
But who is the pilot, what does it mean

I am trapped
Prisoner in the gameroom
Deep inside I don't know what life's about
I'm a prisoner
A victim of the gameroom
God where are you
Shoe me how to get out
God where are you
Show me how to get out




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Wendi's Rap

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984





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Playground

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984



Go on kid get out of here
You're just in my way
I don't see you I don't hear you
Nothing that you say
I'm too busy living my life
You just drag me down
Here's a dollar, maybe two
Now go find something else to do

I see them every day
With holes all in their clothes
Dirty faces, matted hair
Snot runnig from their nose
I wonder what they had to eat
I wonder where they sleep
Glue bags, porn, and suicide
The devil sells you cheap

Litlle children in the streets
All day, all day
I wonder where thay play
All day, all day

Behind the velvet curtains
Kids act out what they've seen
All caught up in TV shows
And fashion magazines
I wonder when they talk to dad
I wonder what he'd say
If he knew Jill was pregnant
And little Jack was a gay

They say God lives in the sky
Does he really care?
Maybe he's got lots to do
Don't want us in his hair
But I can tell you firsthand
He took me in his arms
God don't beat his children
Or leave them all alone




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Medley (Waves, Awaiting Your Reply, Broken Promises, Autograph, City Streets)

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984

	 Medley (Waves, Awaiting Your Reply, Broken Promises, Autograph, City Streets)

Waves


We see wave after wave of people in the street
Playing their songs, but missing the beat
People, oh people why can't you understand?
Fools with no disguises and love so close at hand
When will you begin to recieve the love of God?
Jesus wants to touch you, enfold you with his love
Look into your life and tell me what you see
Don't you realize what He offers is for free?


Awaiting Your Reply


A voice on the other end said
"Where in the world have you been"
I said, "I've been all around
But I ain't seen a thing"
I was lying in my bed
Tryig to arrange my head
When a letter came in from Him
Saying I was dead
It was signed in blood
It was mailed into my heart
Though the channel was clear
I didn't want hear
It made me worried
When you're out with the boys
Walking paranoid and all your toys
Meke you discouranged
It's really sad you know
When you've nothing to show
And there it reads on the bottom line
"I love you ... awaiting your reply"


Broken Promises


Broken promises
Broken by me and not You
Jesus, break me
Lord, snap my stubborn heart in two
Lonely hors, so many wasted talents
That I've sown
But now I'm ready to follow You, Jesus
My dear Lord, I'm coming home
Lord, I want You to change me
Rearrange me
Lord, I want You to mold me
I just want You to hold me
Sweet Savior, just love me
Your thoughts are so high above me
I confess that I need You
I really know that I need You
I need You


Autograph


I said, "Sign here please," and You inscribed
Your Name in my heart
Didn't know what I was getting into
Or what was getting into me for that matter
A little slow to understand,
Love was the word I was after
So Your name kept coming to my lips,
Again and again
Now I understand,
He wahted the heart of the world
You're His Signature, the very Stamp of His Soul
Spirit in the wind, agony of the cross all told
Signed in blood


City Streets


You saw me standing out in the street
I was looking for some action, someone to meet
There was holes in my pockets
And a hole in my soul
And a whole lot of questions
About which way to go
You were born for love, born for life
You were born fot the city
You died for love, died for life
You were died for the city
You're returning for love, returnig for life
Jesus returning for the city




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White Noise

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984



Defective youth, the writing's on the wall
Decline of the West, see the fallout fall
Violence, banner of the tough
Politicians playing blind man's bluff

Now what, whose deal?
What's truth, what's real?
Turn it down, turn it off
It's all white noise to me

America's missiles, a superpower blessed
A hungry child is crying, pretend it's just a test
Russia's got the gulag, Pretoria the bomb
Making sure the weak keep silent, move along

Defective man, the writing's on your heart
Reality of evil, tearing you apart
Hanging in the balance, you hear the Savior call
Make Him Lord of everything or see the nations fall

Now what, whose deal?
He's truth, He's real
Open up, start to feel
No more white noise for me



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Quite Enough

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984

	  
Well I used to sign those sad songs
But I don't need to anymore
Well I used to feel so lonely
But Jesus kicked taht out the Door
Now I'm filled with His Holy Spirit
He's the one I'm living for

You might worship women
You might worship men or wine and song
But what we need is forgiveness
From all our sinning and from all wrong
Because Jesus is returning
And this little world won't last that long

You can have your fortune
You can keep your fame
Dope and sex ain't lasting
And money's just the same
You might worship music
And you might dig the blues
Tell me what will you be doing
When Jesus comes for you
Used to dig religion
Somehow the false prophets up and died
Used to worship my doping
Till my brains got up and fried
I used to worship knowledge
Thought it would set me free
I found Jesus' love is quite enough for me




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Area 312

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984



Hiding out in my bedroom
I wish that I could die
No one seems to love me
But I'm not gonna cry
Boyfriend left me yesterday
He said I wasn't cool
But I'm all right, yeah, I'm okay
I ain't nobody's fool

I hate it here in Area 312
Can't make it here in Area 312
Operator, listen please
I got loneliness disease
In Area 312

Acting all the different roles
Wearing a new face
Needing someone to know me
Out here lost in space
Best friend said
I wasn't tought
Teenage lobotomy
But life is more
Than girl meets boy
When myself ain't met me

High school unreality
Normality, so strange
Looking for some answers
Ready for a change
Feeling so distressed tonight
Jesus, are You there
Could we talk a little while
I heard You really care

I hate it here in Area 312
Can't make it here in Area 312
Jesus, won't You listen please
I got loneliness disease
In Area 312



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Can't Stop Lovin' You

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984

	
I love the rain
I love the autumn wind
I love the snow
I love the space I'm in
I love the cold, on a winter's day
I love the truth, of the things You say

Sometimes my world gets spinning like a top
No matter what the price I just can't stop


I can't stop lovin' You
I can't stop lovin' You, no no
I can't stop lovin' You
No matter what they say


I love the waves, on a stormy sea
I love the stars, the way they shine at me
I love the moon, I see Your Light in it
I love Your Word, there's so much life in It

Sometimes I feel my world is falling down
How good to know Lord that I've been found


I can't stop lovin' You
I can't stop lovin' You, no no
I can't stop lovin' You
No matter what they say

There's nothing more, that I'd like to do
Than to see Your Face, and fly away with You
And pass those gates, and enter Heaven
With my wife, and my children

Oh Lord I know You must be coming soon
I'll stand before this world and shout it's true


I can't stop lovin' You
I can't stop lovin' You, no no
I can't stop lovin' You
No matter what they say

I can't stop lovin' You
I can't stop lovin' You, no no
I can't stop lovin' You
No matter what they say

Lord, I can't stop lovin' You
I can't stop lovin' You, no no
I can't stop lovin' You
No matter what they say	



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Glenn's Rap

Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984





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