Your eyes like caramel in the sky Dripping down my moon Your smile like the wind I only met you once But how do I begin? The Kong Lung market and your flower of life t-shirt Ah-ah Ah-ah You said you'd fallen and just how much it hurts Ah-ah Ah-ah So you blew the clouds and you walked around Asked Pella to take you away from me A guide pulled a knife and life will suffice Then fell asleep under the Noni tree Oh, Anna shared her soup with you Oh, Anna her eyes were so blue Oh, Anna can you tell me how he touched you? Oh, Anna the phoenix on your back rose and flew (away) The Kong Lung market and your flower of life t-shirt (Away away away away away away away away away) Your caramel eyes and signature sly smirk (Away away away away away away away away away) So you smoked the ice and you dodged the knife Those kids kept on fooling you

Exalted and hallowed be God's greatness In this world of your creation, may your will be fulfilled and your soveriegnty revealed. In the days of our lifetime and the life of the whole house of Israel, speakly and soon and say "amen". May peace be abundant, descend from heaven, with life for us and for all Israel and say "amen". May God who makes peace on high and brings peace to all - and to all Israel, and say "amen". May you be blessed forever, even to all eternity, may you, most holy one, be blessed - praised and honored, extoled and glorified, adored and exhaulted, among all else. Bless-ed are you, beyond all blessings and hym, praises and concilations that may be uttered in this world and and with us we'll say, "amen". Israel, Isreal, Israel

Realize if you're happy Jesus sends you straight to hell Israel, Israel And should you dare enjoy your body Here tolls Hades welcome bell Israel, Israel You've found a middle course existance We are all bones and flesh and shell Israel, Israel I can't answer for what armies do They are not you, they are not you, they are not you In other climes they bitch and whine Just because you're not like them Israel, Israel The sky is dark for many others They want it dark for you as well Israel, Israel Earth is just one big asylum An explodes a prison cell See us squirm in our own damaged spell You were born as guilty sinners Before your stood upright you fell Put the fear of many gods in Israel Nature gave you every impulse Who are virgin priests to tell Who, how to love, how to live, Israel And they who reign, abuse, upon you They are jealous of you as well Love yourself as you should, Israel

Ilusión Qué bonita eres Es tu amor Lo que más me hiere La memoria tiene recuerdos Y los recuerdos tienen historias Yo sé bien que la esperanza nunca se pierde Ilusión, qué bonita eres Los pies en el suelo No pierdas los papeles Mira, vida mía Todo es pasajero Porque yo te quiero Mira, vida mía Con y sin dinero Por ti, por mí, por ellos Los pies en el suelo No pierdas los papeles Mira, vida mía Todo es pasajero Porque yo te quiero Mira, vida mía Con y sin dinero Por ti, por mí, por ellos Platero, platero, platero Yo vi grabar en un platero Sus finos metales Y el querer más verdadero Ni los amigos cabales No se compran con dinero Y el día Que nos permite otra vez la vida Abrir los ojos una vez más Pobrecita de mi madre Siempre mirando p'al cielo Por si se asoma mi padre Cuando la tierra me trague Que me entierren con las flores Flores que vendía mi madre Los pies en el suelo No pierdas los papeles Mira, vida mía Todo es pasajero Porque yo te quiero Mira, vida mía Con y sin dinero Por ti, por mí, por ellos Los pies en el suelo No pierdas los papeles Mira, vida mía Todo es pasajero Porque yo te quiero Mira, vida mía Con y sin dinero Por ti, por mí, por ellos

I'm waiting on a warm and sunny seashore Yearning for the one that I adore My heart is true, I'm thinking of you Forever, I'll love you, Kainoa I see a sunbeam dancing on the water Surfing on a wave that comes to shore The promise in that beam is a long awaited dream Which tells me that you love me, Kainoa Now day is done the sun sets Kainoa Stars are peek a booing from above The moon gets brighter still in my heart, I feel a thrill The trade winds say you love me, Kainoa The silvery moon is shining on the land Casting palmy shadows on the sand They dance beneath the moon while the breezes hum a tune They do this 'cause they love you, Kainoa Kainoa, I love you, you

Down where this ugly man seeks his sustenance Down in the blue, midnight flare A glass hand cuts through the water Scything into his twisted roots Then from his eyes spring fireflies Breathing life into a roaring disguise Needles and sins, sins and needles He's gasping for air in the wishing well Dust to rust, ashes on gashes Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar A soft hoodwink of shadows, the size of make-believe Punches through his spike of rage A glass hand cuts through the water Snuffing out the magic fury Then from inside bolt lightning cries Swiftly crushed the final, muffled sighs Needles and sins, sins and needles He's gasping for air in the wishing well Dust to rust, ashes on gashes Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar Hand around the killing jar The killing jar

Monitor outside For the people inside A prevention of crime A passing of time They come and they go It's a passing of time They come and they go Whilst we sit in our homes Sit back and enjoy The real McCoy Our new air of authority Our sentinel of misery His face was full of intent And we shook with excitement Then the victim stared up Looked strangely at the screen As if her pain was our fault But that's entertainment What we crave for inside No more second rate movies From those people outside Monitor outside For the people inside A prevention of crime A passing of time A monitor outside A monitor outside They come and they go It's a passing of time They come and they go Whilst we sit in our homes Sit back, sit back, sit back Sit back and enjoy The real McCoy Our new air of authority Our sentinel of misery Monitor outside His face was full of intent And we shook with excitement Then the victim stared up Looked strangely at the screen As if her pain was our fault But that's entertainment What we crave for inside No more second rate movies From those people outside