Resurrection Band
DMZ
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
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
Wendi's Rap
Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984
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
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
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
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
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
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
Glenn's Rap
Resurrection Band - BOOTLEG LIVE - © 1984