Mangai – Lyrics

1 New Moon

Someone has done you wrong kicked hatred straight in your face
Sliding down your throat you got a taste
Seed sown in your heart
Deep down in the dark pull it out that’s what I say
Friends there’s no time to delay

Forgiveness is healing that reaches to the bone like
coming out of hospital and going home

Don’t water hatred in the shadows don’t fertilize hatred in the shade
It will surely show just like a parade
It won’t go away lets deal with the pain
Don’t be emotionally lame dragging a great ball and chain

Forgiveness is healing that reaches to the bone like
coming out of hospital and going home

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

2 Ha Shem has Given

Totally spinning but I’m standing still
I am drugged by love yet I’ve taken no pill
I am hungry yet my eyes have had a feast how can this
happen beauty has fallen in love with the beast

Elegant lovely like a dandelion pretty one yes a daughter of Zion
I did not seek her love work for it or toil
How can this happen Venus has come down to my patch of soil

I bind her with love and in circle her with many a kiss
Yet her love is wide boundless

Smothered with pleasure yet we commit no sin
I say baruch Ha Shem to the G-d above
How can this happen he gave her this woman for me to love

I bind her with love and in circle her with many a kiss
Yet her love is wide boundless

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

3 Evaporate

You say its hard preparing for the coming test
Stuffing your head full of those facts to do your very best
You say if you firmly squeeze go and squeeze your brain
Then all those facts will then slip out again

Yet I say it’s hard to be still and wait for the time to evaporate

You say its hard working your body in a race your face
turns red as your trying hard to keep up the pace
Gravity over come and then stands to the side to rest
Fuels pumped by pure muscle submerged in your chest

Yet I say it’s hard to be still and wait for the time to evaporate

You say its hard working your body and brain
Feeling like you’re at the fair ground on a runaway train
I asked shouldn’t you be careful you could leave life’s track
End up in a six-foot hole on your back

Yet I say it’s hard to be still and wait for the time to evaporate

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

4 Porn

You’re young and beautiful some would call you a slut
All you can give is a paper cut your porn
You’re hot and its dry and the dust devil spins on the plan
You’re a cloud that floats by you’re a dark cloud giving no rain you’re porn

She’s young and beautiful some would call you a tart
She’s lying when she says its fine art you’re porn
Dear friend you can see it all but you got nothing
Believe me when I say she’s a poison spring she’s porn

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

5 String

Just another day in the factory just another day laid
back I ask myself why are you here unfortunately
I’m just to damn good to be sacked
The little bird looks for bread on the ground in the dust
I’m thinking I better do the same
Men need to work and earn their daily crust

It’s a shame there’s no paint to watch drying
That would be exciting to me
I think I’ll sit here and just think about that crazy string theory
Thinking about string theory has got me tied in knot
I’m thinking I better now just stop
Who wants to plant a garden but then lose the plot?

This mad train of thought needs a shove a kick, push it right on off its track
Anyone that’s thinking oh so much could become a crazy insomniac
Many words said many words sang please from me do not quote
I believe the man in the sky spoke then from nothing the world began to float

Just another day in the factory just anther day laid back
I ask my self why are you here unfortunately
I’m just to damn good to be sacked
Times going slow way too slow why don’t I write a song
Got to try and help good old time wake up and start to jog along

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

6 Man looks on the Outside

Friends why am I full of words that need to be born
Yet when I squeeze the pen they come out deformed
I do really love books even though I’ve been on the borderline
Thinking whether to stab that dictionary through the spine and let
it bleed its black blood

Sorry my dear friend I’ve forgotten your unusual name
Its just slipped off my tongue I’ll try and find it again
I know your name’s written right at the top of your dusty file the
question is which part of the brain where in what aisle?
Oh if I could I would yes take your file down

I have been questioned by intellectuals putting me in the dock
Yet in their head they locked me in a wooden box
Who cares if when they go to the library they take a small cart
Don’t be a pseudo intellectual that’s got no heart
I know its time for them to change the way they think

Man looks on the outside but my God looks at the heart
Man looks on the outside but my God looks at the heart

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

7 Pie

We need to live for today just stop looking only for pie in heavens sky
Don’t you know once there you will be brought back to planet earth to this
land again we will re occupy
Stop wishing your life away my friend enjoy the sun the wind and the sway my friend
Soon you’ll be gathered up and taken away yes we do need to live for today


Lets make most of the daytime for the days in which we are living are full of evil
On the streets wicked men they walk around with two faces
There are leaders that sign a peace treaty with a pencil
Don’t be like that servant you known my friend went
off to follow the sound of the show my friend
Leaving a field of man to stand in the overflow
Summer here but so soon comes the snow

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

8 Cut off

Hold me now for my sun is about to go down
Through the mist I see my crown
The cord it is cut the line it falls
In the end I gave it all

Lay with me Oh my beauty,
For my time has come
Tomorrow I know the outcome
My drum it will stop the silence will fall
He spoke I answered the call

I was pushed through the vale
Ha Shem just pulled me back
Yes In him there’s nothing I lack
I will surely return to you my love
You are my my little turtle dove

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

9 Gun

Did the gun sit down devise a scheme in the night?
Did it drive itself to the murder site? Guns push air out but do they breath air in?
Was it trying to commit suicide by throwing itself into the bin?

Does a gun really have a living heart and a soul? Can a gun really exercise
self-control? Will its name be written in G-d’s scroll, at death will it go up
to heaven or will it go down to Sheol?

I think it is good if you own something with a muzzle. Are we civilized?
Yet we live in a concrete jungle. There are not many animals some men are beasts
My friend listen, Who wants to end up in the morgue, end up deceased?

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

Gun

10 Death Row

A gap in iron bars lets a beam of light hit the ground
He’s in prison in this dusty out back western town
They know he shot a man, shot him in the head
Laying in that pool of blood stone dead

Yes he can hear a knocking as the gallows go up out side
Tomorrow he’s going to have to surely die
The gallows silhouetted by a blazing sun
His days on this earth are how just one

On bended knees he reaches for the mysterious God of love
In the night God heard him calling him up above
He wakes up on the floor by the rattle of keys
Now the time has come and deaths at the door

Now he is lead to slaughter his hands and feet are in chains
Yet he knows he’s going to ride again on the plains
The light fades from his eyes while the sun does rise
I’ve just seen a wise man turn to the light

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

11 Tui

Too many words spoken too many words said
I need to slash through that thicket in my head
In this life’s there’s sunshine mixed with rain
On life’s road another hill then plain
After the storm and thunder she was above I was under

Too many words spoken too many words said
Bad weather has formed a cloud around my head
In the cleft of the rock there’s shelter my Tui
To this our problem Ha Shem has the key
Then come words that are gently spoken
after sweet love that is mixed with motion

Too many words spoken too many words said
Ha Shem’s timing perfect just entered my troubled head
He can meet your lovely dry land with rain
He has the real power release the crane
You are my flower I will pollinate
The child will arrive never early or late

Lyrics by Davyd Homan

12 Irish Orchid

You were down in Cork south of Dublin
Lovely green eyes surrounded by your pale porcelain skin
Yes a beautiful flower I picked you out of a field that was covered in dew
Yes you were covered, covered in dew a graceful pretty bee orchid
That’s never going to sting
The word is the word is kind and loving

Curves like the rolling hills of the moor
You are oh so very wealthy and in beauty far from poor
Sweet and so young a fiery red head in the weave of this land a golden thread
Yes in the weave a golden thread more talents than the strings on a harp
Your mind not blunt but very sharp
The word is the word is kind and loving

Lyrics by Davyd Homan