Nagdeo

Category: Lyrics

  • Oh, Weary Traveler

    Oh, Weary Traveler

    Oh, Weary Traveler

    Oh, weary traveler, put down your sails

    Come into this harbor – we’ve heard all your tales

    Oh, weary traveler, come upon the shore

    Forage in our trees until you want no more

    No more

    Oh, weary traveler, out at sea so long

    Are you longing, longing to belong?

    Oh, weary traveler, we’re all weary too

    All coming home, and all missing you

    Missing you

    Oh, weary traveler, is your only rest

    In a lonely mountain’s vulture-stalked nest?

    Well, as a weary traveler I tried to make there a bed

    But they feasted on my folded wings, taking me for dead

    So now, weary traveler, I only lay my soul

    At the heart of dear mates who are kin of ol’

    Kin of ol’

    Here, weary traveler, let’s touch with our hands

    Breathe and sigh, “I understand”

    For, weary traveler, I fly the flights

    Out of my darkness and into my light

    Into the light

    Oh, weary traveler, leave if you choose

    Go, fill your cups, I have mine too

    And, weary traveler, if you choose to stay

    Then, my friend, you may, you may, you may

    You may

    Please stay

    Oh, weary traveler, put down your sails

    Come into this harbor – we’ve lived all the tales

    Oh, weary traveler, we navigate the flights

    Into our darkness and into our light

    Into our light

    Into our light

    Into our light

  • Suburban Refugee

    Suburban Refugee

    Suburban Refugee

    Suburban Devotee

    Is what you’ve grown to be

    Muted and molded from infancy

    In a fragmented family

    Without wise community

    Tricked by a paved reality

     

    It all falls on you and me

    Eons of insanity

    Who’s gonna heal this mess

    And pay the karmic debt

    Yeah, now’s our time to choose

    We all win-win or lose-lose

    Your anesthesia is starting to wane

    What you gonna do when you feel that pain

    Keep the ship steady towards coma and death

    Or dare to change course towards life and breath

    Suburban Devotee

    With dreams of being free

    Yet you invest in university

    Or tread caged in your city

    Drunk on oil ignorantly

    And media mythology

     

    The sacred birds and bees

    Got warped by pornography

    Your elder is a t.v.

    Supermarket mentality

    “Virtual intimacy

    Science rules divinity”

    It takes faith to walk away

    When your friends intend to stay

    But when you choose to live free

    You become a refugee

    Your anesthesia is starting to wane

    What you gonna do when you feel that pain

    Keep the ship steady towards coma and death

    Or dare to change course towards life and breath

    Suburban Refugee

    Of course it ain’t easy

    When all you learned is to consume

    And maybe clean your room

    To make a whole culture now

    When you got no know how

     

    Suburban Refugee

    Heroically

    Leave your security

    To secure your future free

    For the walls cannot contain

    A being who’s truly sane

    Your anesthesia is starting to wane

    What are you gonna do when you feel that pain

    Keep the ship steady towards coma and death

    Or dare to change course towards life and breath

    Suburban Devotee

    To New Indigency

    Create this with my friends and me

    We have skills for living free

    We don’t have to live like a refugee

    We don’t have to live like a refugee…

  • Put Her First!

    Put Her First!

    Put Her First!

    ( Modify instructions if you have children 🙂 )

    A while ago life wasn’t going well

    Try as I might, just felt like hell

    Cars were broken, computers crashed

    A hand was wounded, hopes were dashed

     

    Home was crumbling, work was too

    Dreams were dying, my heart was blue

    Got the symptoms, didn’t know the cause

    ‘Til someone revealed a simple law

    Got a lover or a wife?

    Want your world to work?

    Every day of your life  

    Put her first!

     

    Even if you doubt

    Or fear for the worst

    Even if she shouts or pouts

    Gotta put her first!

    Put her first!

    I got friends and family

    Lots of responsibilities

    Stumped what to do and how to relate

    ‘Till I got my priorities straight

     

    She’s number one, family number two

    Work number three – I’m not so blue

    Friend’s number four, chores number five

    Earth number six – I’m starting to thrive

    Sometimes it seems too hard

    Sometimes you hurt

    Go ahead, let down your guard

    Put her first!

    It won’t be a curse

    If you want her moon and sun

    Then put her first!

    Put her first!

    Had plenty excuses, I’m a busy man

    But what I do, says who I am

    My talk was big, now my walk is tall

    I make time for her and enjoy it all

     

    That’s the scoop if you want her as a wife

    Give your all, get a charmed life

    Don’t fret about you, you’re in good hands

    Spirit always cares for a loving man

    You might be insecure

    Or about to burst

    Keep your intention pure

    Put her first!

     

    It may seem radical

    Don’t ask why it works

    It’s purely practical

    To put her first!

     

    Your life will be delight

    From now to the hearse

    You’ll see that I’m right

    When you, put her first!

    So, put her first!

    Put her first!

    That’s the scoop if you want her as a wife

    Give your all, get a charmed life

     

    Don’t fret about you, you’re in good hands

    Spirit always cares for a loving man…

     

  • The Trimester Triathlon

    The Trimester Triathlon

    The Trimester Triathlon

    The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

    Runners and racers, Pacers and Knicks

    Raiders and Lions, rackets and kicks

    Skaters and skiers, fast Nascar rigs

    Takes ten ESPN’s to keep up with the gigs

     

    Marathons now are just not enough

    For men to show others just how they’re tough

    Iron men I tell you as strong as you be

    Your contests are nothing compared to mommy!

    The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

    Then labor and birth and nurse round the clock

    Without enough sleep, she’s the real jock

    The Trimester Triathlete – The Trimester Triathlete

    Lasers and tasers, phasers and guns

    Tall towers, nuke power, poaching for fun

    Millionaires, billionaires, piled so high

    Daredevil dreamers dry, wet, or sky

     

    Impressive you are, oh, fill up the ‘zines

    You are the wizards behind the machines

    But deep down you know no matter your feats

    Compared to a mother it’s all an easy street!

    The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

    No man can do it – it takes a womb

    A nine-month warm-up – then non-stop care to the tomb

    The Trimester Triathlete – The Trimester Triathlete

    Men meant to be hunters and protectors of the tribe

    Shamans and craftsmen who keep us alive

    All serving the mothers who all serve the kids

    Who grow to be elders in the cycle of kin

     

    We need men’s power and presence for sure

    Need their hearts, minds, and passion so pure

    Not squandered on sports and cliché accolades

    In a misguided quest for eternal fame

     

    Some say competition brings out our best

    But cooperation is a much greater test

    So, keep up with that mother who’s truly all-in

    Then victory is (y)ours we all win-win-win!

    The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

    No gold medals – or championships

    Just precious human lives and real relationships

     

    The Trimester Triathlete – The Trimester Triathlete

    No one can do it – it takes a team

    So the trimester triathlete can enjoy her dream

  • Just Love

    Just Love

    Just Love

    I got a phone call the other day

    As the sunset’s painting was fading away

    And when I heard the voice I saw her face

    My dear friend, Lauren, who brings me grace

    Even from another time and place

    Well, we hadn’t touched in a year and a half

    So we shared our stories, shared our laughs

    Our descents into grief and dedication

    To living our truth and inspiration

    Oh, we’re healing our creations

    And in my life, I think of her much

    She healed me so deeply with her loving touch

    And as she told me of her wondrous growth

    It was her friendships that struck me the most

    It was her friendships that struck me the most

    “Oh, Lauren, what can I do

    So I can have friends like you?”

    She said, “If you want friends like me

    Well, Z, it’s so easy

    You just…just love”

    So I asked my friend Lauren

    “How do you have such good friends

    That love you without a doubt

    If you laugh or cry, or flee or shout

    “And want to feel when you feel

    And pray everyday for you to heal

    And cherish you with all their might

    And smile when you’re in sight?”

    Oh, they smile when you’re in sight

    “Oh, Lauren, how can it be

    That you have a friend like me?”

    After a pause, she told me true

    And well, it was nothing new

    “I just…just love”

    I have this message to send

    To all you dear friends

    “I love you without a doubt

    If you laugh or cry, or flee or shout

    “And I want to feel when you feel

    I pray every day for you to heal

    I cherish you with all my might

    And I smile when you’re insight”

    Oh, I smile when you’re insight

    “Oh, Lauren, how is it true

    That I have a friend like you?”

    Laughing, she said, “Don’t you see?

    ‘Cause Dwayne, it’s so plain to me

    You just…just love”

  • I Party Naked

    I Party Naked

    I Party Naked

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t sexy and it ain’t zen

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t trippy and it ain’t sin

    I get naked at an ocean

    I give naked in a park

    Don’t matter if I’m in public

    Can be daylight or moonlit dark

     

    Can’t feel the sunshine in a building

    Central heating ain’t like warm outside

    Nature’s call is what I’m yearning

    My birthday suit I don’t need to hide

    My birthday suit I don’t need to hide

    Yeah!  That’s more my style

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t sexy and it ain’t zen

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t trippy and it ain’t sin

    I wasn’t born to cloak my feelings

    Born to live where folks will meet my eyes

    I like the breeze on my bottom

    Feeling connected from the Earth to sky

     

    Let’s all have a happy picnic

    And hang our uniforms in the trees

    We are born to party naked

    With the groundhogs and bull froggies

    With the mongoose and the coquis

    Yeah!  That’s more my style

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t sexy and it ain’t zen

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t trippy and it ain’t sin

    Naked is how I sing and dance

    Naked – my tan is whole not half

    Naked – I’m out of the fashion trance

    Why, I even get naked to take a bath!

    I get naked to take a bath!

    Yeah!  That’s more my style

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t sexy and it ain’t zen

    I party naked with my friends, it ain’t trippy and it ain’t sin

    I hope this song made you think and laugh

    Yeah, I get naked to take a bath

    I get naked to take a bath

    I get naked to take a bath

    I even get naked to take a bath 🙂