Tears, mean I care when I see you're hurt Tears, show my pain when I see you flirt Tears, when I can't say it, mean I love you Tears, they mean there's no one else above you Tears, there are no reasons for us to cry Tears, why do we shed them, why oh why? Tears, I see you crying, it breaks my heart Tears, what did I say to make you start? Don't cry for me, I won't cry for you We're not together, but why feel blue? There's something wrong here, we know it's true I'm not crying, so why are you? Tears, what will it take to make you stop? Tears, if you continue, my heart will drop Tears, is it enough to see me cry? Tears, and if I do, I think I'll die
Written 3/5/82, Frank Giannetti
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You know that enemies never survive There's just no way they'll stay alive When in this world with blood and war There's so much fighting, so much gore Enemies never survive, you can't deny Because if they do, it's us who'll die I just can't take it, though I'm still alive I hope my enemies never survive Against you, against me A fight to the death If we fight together It will be our enemy's last breath China, Japan, the Soviets too Don't push the button, you'll die too We have to learn to live as one Letting a daughter marry a son If we can push to thrive as one Maybe the world will survive this one I just can't take it, though I'm still alive I hope my enemies never survive The first to push the button May laugh the most But it will be the whole world To be burnt like toast I just can't take it, though I'm still alive I hope the world will always survive
Written 3/6/82, Frank Giannetti
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Why are you hurrying about? There's no reason to panic I'm only the devil's scout Leading you through Hell's doorway It's a little dark in here Someone turn on a light Your heart fills up with fear But you won't die of fright This is what I say, do you hear Die as you please, it is your right Say goodbye to those who are dear Because I'll take you away tonight Why are you hurrying about? There's no reason to panic I'm only the devil's scout Leading you through Hell's doorway I'll lead you through Hell's doorway I don't give a damn what you say You've got to follow me this way Until we get to where I put you away You won't smile, be happy, or gay Once you get through Hell's doorway Why are you hurrying about? There's no reason to panic I'm only the devil's scout Leading you through Hell's doorway Now we enter into Hell Here forever your soul will dwell Here forever you toll the bell You've passed through the doorway to Hell Why are you hurrying about? There's no reason to panic I'm only the devil's scout Leading you through Hell's doorway
Written 3/6/82, Frank Giannetti
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Will my heart ever break? How much can one man take? I'm looking at you all day But still I don't know what to say I think to myself what to ask But reaching my lips, it's the biggest task To me you are like a dove Who put these chains on love? Me at my desk, you at yours Our eyes meet on the visitor tours When it comes time for me to talk I turn around and take a walk When I come back and you're still there I always act like I don't care Okay I've had enough Take away these chains on love Finally the nerve is up to speak The first words I've spoke this week "Would you like to go to dinner?" You say yes and I'm a winner After dinner I take you home You say you don't want to be alone To stay with you is easy enough There are no more chains on love Who put these chains on love? Take away these chains on love There are no more chains on love
Written 3/6/82, Frank Giannetti
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You are about to take a journey That will blow apart your mind We've got skyscrapers made of fire And death is what you'll find So take a walk and I will tell Tell of a place you'll never leave It's called the city in hell The city doesn't have any people All that's left is their souls Having the soul of every dead person Is one of the Devil's goals So take a walk and I will tell Tell of a place you'll never leave It's called the city in hell The city is a great place to be Where all the torment is free You can do anything you want there And we'll see how much pain you'll bear There is nothing to fear, I tell no lie You won't ever get there until you die So take a walk and I will tell Tell of a place you'll never leave It's called the city in hell It's a place you'll never leave With how much pain you can't conceive You look around, all you see are flames I tell you now I play no games So take a walk and I will tell Tell of a place you'll never leave It's called the city in hell So die for me, give me your soul Enter forever into my black hole You cannot escape the Devli's goal So take a walk and I will tell Tell of a place you'll never leave It's called the city in hell
Written 3/11/82, Frank Giannetti
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Welcome, all of thee, to my house One of you I'll take for my spouse The others a re sure to die for me A funeral is what I long to see So all of you compete very well Who will win, only time will tell A funeral is what I what to see With one to win, I'll have three Of course you'll choose your means of death With these means I'll have no guess A funeral to see is what I seek Even the survivor will get a peek I want a funeral But not for me I'm not dying But you are, you see! So now I've made my choice Open your ears and hear my voice I choose none of you to stay You've just been pawns in the games I play I think I'll kill you all right now She has a gun, I don't know how I want a funeral A funeral for me I thought you were dying But I find it's me
Written 3-11-82, Frank Giannetti
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What's this I see in front of me? I can't believe how red is the sea I know it isn't because of mud It must be caused by the river of blood Why is there such a flood? How can water turn to blood? Could this be something new? I know that my blood is blue There has been placed a plague on the land One a human being surely cannot stand Blood has turned the water red Let this be a curse upon your head If this doesn't pladce fear in your heart Another plague I shall start What could be worse than the first? I'll parch your mouths, you'll die of thirst If you're not frightened by my river of blood I'll send down some locusts, a flood The hail will burn when it hits the ground You'll be broken when you hear this sound If you don't take heed, I'll take your son Your first born's death will be so much fun The river of blood is what you'll fear If you don't, there will be worse, as you hear If you don't listen, to your knees you'll drop When I have your mercy, then I'll stop
Written 3/11/82, Frank Giannetti
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Death is all around Dead bodies in the ground What is heard is an eerie sound In the graveyard I will be found Enter into the graveyard You'll come in a wood box We'll put you into the ground, cold and hard I can be as sly as a fox Look around, take the chance It could be your last glance I'll take your eyes, leave a scar It's in the graveyard, where you are Death is all around Dead bodies in the ground What is heard is an eerie sound In the graveyard I will be found Read the stone, it's got your name Look around, they're all the same Touch the fire, you're sure to fry I tell you now, you're gonna die Death is all around Dead bodies in the ground What is heard is an eerie sound In the graveyard I will be found So now you're in your box of wood And you thought you never could I'll get you all sooner or later For I am the eternal hater Death is all around Dead bodies in the ground What is heard is an eerie sound In the graveyard I will be found
Written 3/11/82, Frank Giannetti
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Sometimes life can get pretty tough There are times when the going gets rough Times like these we've got to get smarter Times like these we've got to try harder Times like these we've got to try harder Maybe sometimes you've got a problem Even two or three, we can solve 'em Life today ain't so easy Once in a while we all get wheezy Sooner or later we want to give up we surrender, say "that's enough" Sometimes life can get pretty tough There are times when the going gets rough Times like these we've got to get smarter Times like these we've got to try harder Times like these we've got to try harder Maybe sometimes you're feeling down Ain't no reason to wear a frown Brighten up, make a smile You can make another mile In this life we've got to keep trying Keep on trying until we're dying Sometimes life can get pretty tough There are times when the going gets rough Times like these we've got to get smarter Times like these we've got to try harder Times like these we've got to try harder Maybe you feel there's no way out So let out a scream, a shout You never know, it may help It can't hurt, so help yourself We can all do it, if we try We can't go through life waiting to die Sometimes life can get pretty tough There are times when the going gets rough Times like these we've got to get smarter Times like these we've got to try harder Times like these we've got to try harder
Written 3/16/82, Frank Giannetti
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Death, no one escapes it Death, everyone hates it Death, it will find us Death, it's what binds us. Together Do you want to die? I sure don't If I can help it, I know I won't I'm gonna live as long as I can I won't be dead, I'll stay a man Death, no one escapes it Death, everyone hates it Death, it will find us Death, it's what binds us. Together I want to live forever, don't you? Let's fight death, me and you They say if you've got your health You'll never need any more wealth Death, no one escapes it Death, everyone hates it Death, it will find us Death, it's what binds us. Together I think we can beat this guy If I have to, I'll fight 'till I die Even though helpless I'll be rendered No one can say that I surrendered Death, no one escapes it Death, everyone hates it Death, it will find us Death, it's what binds us. Together I'm gonna die, just like the rest We're all, in life, put to the test If I happen to be born again I hope I remember how it's been Death, no one escapes it Death, everyone hates it Death, it will find us Death, it's what binds us. Together Do you want to die? I sure don't If I can help it, I know I won't I'm gonna live as long as I can I won't be dead, I'll stay a man
Written 3/16/82, Frank Giannetti
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I have a plan that will surprise you Make you wonder if the sky will stay blue Oh, the panic when my plan's unfurled It's a plan for the death of the world Spread a rumor about one country or another Sooner or later men will fight with their brother They'll steal, cheat and lie to stay alive Waiting for the death of the world to survive You'll be so full of fear you'll carry a gun Hear a bump in the night, you'll hide or run Bombs will drop, blood will be shed everywhere The death of the world will create a scare You'll wonder which is worfe, death or life Ask why the world should see such strife You'll wonder if you'll go to heaven or hell The death of the world is sure to tell When the day comes for the world to end You'll hope maybe it all can mend You see it's not as bad as it seems The death of the world is just one of my dreams Now you know this all ain't true You're glad the sky's gonna stay blue Now we're all happy, our fingers snappin' But the death of the world still can happen
Written 3/19/82, Frank Giannetti
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Don't sit there with your earphones on Turn it up till the speaker's gone Turn up the radio, I wanna hear it Turn up the Radio, I can't hear it Nowadays we play our music loud That's what rock is all about If you can't hear it across the street How can your neighbors stomp their feet? Don't sit there with your earphones on Turn it up till the speaker's gone Turn up the radio, I wanna hear it Turn up the Radio, I can't hear it Music is the language of the world In every country it can be heard So why is your volume down so far They can't hear it in the next car Don't sit there with your earphones on Turn it up till the speaker's gone Turn up the radio, I wanna hear it Turn up the Radio, I can't hear it Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast So don't ever give the speakers a rest Turn it up, don't turn it down They want to hear it in the next town Don't sit there with your earphones on Turn it up till the speaker's gone Turn up the radio, I wanna hear it Turn up the Radio, I can't hear it Maybe there's music on other worlds It may play so loud that their hair curls So sing along when we play the next verse Let them hear it in the next universe Don't sit there with your earphones on Turn it up till the speaker's gone Turn up the radio, I wanna hear it Turn up the Radio, I can't hear it
Written 3/19/82, Frank Giannetti
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Walking through the dark alley late that night What happened to me would give you a fright I fell victim to a serious attack I turn to find a daggar in the back So here I lie in this hospital bed Thinking of vengeance with my legs half dead I feel as if I've been put on the rack Someone put their daggar in my back I want revenge but I can't walk You're a hit man, to you I'll talk Buy a daggar and find that fool They'll find him face down in a pool The money's paid, the deed is done I got my revenge, had my fun Now that this is out of my hair My only worry's the electric chair The state is pressing murder charges Down that hallway my wheelchair marches Now I get to pay for that act Having ppput a daggar in his back He put a daggar in my back I had one put in his too Before I die, get the hitman He had a hand in this too
Written 5/6/82, Frank Giannetti
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They call me suicide cause I've tried twelve times I fail in death like I've failed in life I've tried to kill myself in any way possible Drugs, a car, even a knife So I bought a gun, I'll succeed this time Pointed at the head, and pull the trigger The bullet goes straight through my head I'll die instantly, the way I figger Suicide, we can't kill you, do it yourself Put a hole in your head, we'll put it on the shelf See your head everyday with a hole in it You'll keep others from doing it They call me suicide cause I've tried thirteen times The gun I bought didn't work I put it to my head and pulled the trigger It blew apart my hand, I feel like a jerk I've tried them all now, I just won't die I guess I'll have to go on living I'll convince the others to give up trying Stay alive and you'll be forgiven Suicide, we can't kill you, do it yourself Put a hole in your head, we'll put it on the shelf See your head everyday with a hole in it You'll keep others from doing it
Written 5/6/82, Frank Giannetti
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Do I have to buy your love, Or can I just have it? Would you go out with me, If I could only ask it? I'll love you 'till I grow old as Moses To show it I'll give you long stemmed roses Would you be my girl If I asked you to? Would you look at me too, as I walked past you? I think about you all day long So much I had to write you a song Do I have to buy your love, Or can I just have it? Would you go out with me, If I could only ask it? I'll love you 'till I grow old as Moses To show it I'll give you long stemmed roses The times I see you are not enough For me, expressing my feelings is rough They're hard to say, so I write them down Looked for the right girl, and you I've found Do I have to buy your love, Or can I just have it? Would you go out with me, If I could only ask it? I'll love you 'till I grow old as Moses To show it I'll give you long stemmed roses I keep these feelings inside of me I don't know why, my heart is free I look at you, sometimes I don't know it I care for you, and I want to show it Do I have to buy your love, Or can I just have it? Would you go out with me, If I could only ask it? I'll love you 'till I grow old as Moses To show it I'll give you long stemmed roses I wish we could be together more 'Cause inside of me my heart is sore I will not place a one above you 'Cause in my heart I think I love you
Written 5/29/82, Frank Giannetti
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I went on a trip so far away I felt so great I had to stay They called it paradise, A place in the sun A place called paradise Go there and have some fun It's east of nowhere and west of here It may be far away It may be near Paradise is where you want it Wherever that may be The world is beautiful Everything can be free I went on a trip so far away I felt so great I had to stay They called it paradise, A place in the sun A place called paradise Go there and have some fun You can get there easily Whichever way you go All roads lead to paradise Try it and you'll know You can go there alone Or with someone you love The animals there are perfect too Everything's pure as a dove I went on a trip so far away I felt so great I had to stay They called it paradise, A place in the sun A place called paradise Go there and have some fun They called it paradise A perfect place to live A place called paradise Take all it will give
Written 5/29/82, Frank Giannetti
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Will my love grow? Will my life go on? Will my love grow? How long will the world turn? Can my love grow beyond this? Will it keep me feeling bliss? My love is so strong it cannot grow Open up my chest, my broken heart will show My love for you grows everyday It grows for you in every way There's something making me feel blue I want to know if you love me too Will my love grow? Will my life go on? Will my love grow? How long will the world turn? If it's true, you love me too Nothing else you'd ever have to do But I have to know if you do love me Have to know how broken my heart can be Say you love me, take away the pain But say it sincerely, not in vain My heart's been broke once, don't do it again Twice broken hearted, I couldn't stay sane Will my love grow? Will my life go on? Will my love grow? How long will the world turn? Will my love grow for you? Is your love for me true? If your love for me is a lie I couldn't go on, I would die
Written 5/31/82, Frank Giannetti
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Live your own life, don't listen to fools Don't join the gang wars, fight your duels Some advice you get just isn't good Following bad advice can change your mood You'd be feeling happy one day Letting life just pass your way Someone else says what to do Makes you do what they want to If you follow, you may do fine But you'll be just one of a long line Live your own life, do it yourself Don't let others share your wealth Live your own life, you'll do fine Even in the end, you can say "It was mine." Everyone's telling you what to do Ask yourself if they'd listen to you Dddo it for yourself, always try Doon't go through life living a lie Don't follow, be a leader You'll see life can be sweeter Don't follow the crowd, go it alone You can't go wrong, so who's to moan If you follow, every day would be the same Do it alone, there's no one else to blame Live your own life, do it yourself Don't let others share your wealth Live your own life, you'll do fine Even in the end, you can say "It was mine."
Written 5/31/82, Frank Giannetti
There's some things the world needs more of And some it doesn't need at all Love and peace could extend the world's life Hate and war could cause it's fall Love is something there's never too much of Every one of us needs something to love You could love a person, a pet, or just life We'll do without those who love to use a knife Love can keep the world alive But without it we can't survive There's some things the world needs more of And some it doesn't need at all Love and peace could extend the world's life Hate and war could cause it's fall Hate is something we could do without Hate is something that we worry about People hate one another and go to war And war is something we don't adore Of course war is what will kill the earth And wipe out the reason for a birth There's some things the world needs more of And some it doesn't need at all Love and peace could extend the world's life Hate and war could cause it's fall Peace is the answer to end any war It's something we'll always need more With peace around we'll live forever But everyone dying from old age, never Love and peace are great to have around But with those, hate and war will always be found There's some things the world needs more of And some it doesn't need at all Love and peace could extend the world's life Hate and war could cause it's fall
Written 6/27/82, Frank Giannetti
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