Lyrics A Young Person's Guide To Hell Angels Ave Maria Masters of War Mr. Boring Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Rivers of Pee Save Me a Seat     Cha Cha Cha With the Hellboys Cha Cha with the Hellboys Don't Tell My Wife Hellboys Blessing Missed the Train Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Robert Ain't Your Father           A Young Person's Guide to Hell Angels: Lyrics by Tom Redmond May the angels protect you As you walk the earth May the angels protect you From your moment of birth May the angels protect you As you breathe the air May the angels protect you When I can’t be there You’ve got to know this You’re never alone You’ve got to know this But now that you’ve grown How do I care for you All the time? Send my angels To be at your side May the angels protect you As you walk the earth May the angels protect you From your moment of birth May the angels protect you As you breathe the air May the angels protect you When I can’t be there So when you’re away Which starts and stops and starts again I got no angels By my side But that’s OK, I don’t care Cause my angels are with you As you breathe the air Three more this morning Three more no more Three more 'til morning Three not coming home Three more unspeakables Three more why Three more in misery Many more to cry I heard today My angels have failed My heart is broken No longer breathing the air Angels are failing Never had a chance The unspeakable misery of losing You to this May the angels protect you As you walk the earth May the angels protect you From your moment of birth May the angels protect you As you breathe the air May the angels protect you When I can’t be there I see it coming Get out of the way Felt it arrive Please not on this day I'm spit on and kicked Now live in the dark This is where Hell is This is how Hell starts May the angels protect you As you walk the earth May the angels protect you From your moment of birth May the angels protect you As you breathe the air May the angels protect you When I can’t be there Ave Maria: Lyrics by Rachel Lyman Field Pederson, used by permission Ave Maria! Now your ageless bell so sweetly sounds for listening ears, from heights of Heaven to brink of Hell in tender notes have echoed through the years. Aloft from earth's far boundaries Each poor petition, every prayer, the hopes of foolish ones and wise must mount in thanks or grim despair. Ave Maria! Ave Maria! You were not spared one pang of flesh, or mortal tear; So rough the paths your feet have shared, So great the bitter burden of your fear. Your heart has bled with every beat. In dust you laid your weary head, the hopeless vigil of defeat was yours and flinty stone for bread Ave Maria! Ave Maria! Heaven's Bride. The bells ring out in solemn praise, for you, the anguish and the pride. The living glory of our nights and days. The Prince of Peace your arms embrace, while hosts of darkness fade and cower. Oh save us, mother full of grace, In life and in our dying hour, Ave Maria! Masters of War: Lyrics by Bob Dylan Please visit www.bobdylan.com for the official lyrics. Mr. Boring: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Tell me that you love me Tell me that I belong Tell me that I’m incredible Tell me in this song We have rules We have guidelines For one and all These rules are easy Not compulsiary Just don’t go over the wall We sit in circles We pass C Major With this we are unable We have breakfast, Lunch and dinner Hope you like vegetables Tell me that you love me Tell me that I belong Tell me that I’m incredible Tell me in this song C G D A E G Our instructor would explain In a short time With our right hands Our teacher went insane To fix that problem He went elsewhere And got very lucky He searched the world For great players Now has the mentoring buddies Tell me that you love me Tell me that I belong Tell me that I’m incredible Tell me in this song We got new news After years of work After years of practice We see the repertoire In a whole new light Now we have to play it backwards We got Zum We got Big Time These are friends of mine We got Gauchos We got Hellboys King Crimson, time to time Tell me that you love me Tell me that I belong Tell me that I’m incredible Tell me in this song Here’s a new one We hold auctions Like some of us are really rich We sell picks for 80 Euros Touched by the hand That shook the hand Of Jimi Hendrix We play in 5 We play in 7 Seems we’re always counting When at home I do the same thing My wife calls me Mr. Boring Tell me that you love me Tell me that I belong Tell me that I’m incredible Tell me in this song Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: Lyrics by Tom Redmond I can't sleep with the lights off The dark is way too loud Can't think in a straight line Like moving in a cloud Something's out of order, something's out of order Something's out of order, something's out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Loud noises make me jumpy, loud noises make me jumpy Loud noises make me jumpy, loud noises make me jumpy And I can't climb the hill I can’t remember the next line I guess I never will Bowels are out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder My joy is in the crapper And I can't find my hat My hair is a mess Sex life is flat Sex is out of order, sex is out of order Sex is out of order, sex is out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Been pounded and spit on Lived in the dark How bad can Hell be? When can I start? I don't know what's next for me I think I'll buy some toys We got all this music Thank God for Hellboys Hell is out of order, Hell is out of order Hell is out of order, Hell is out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Rivers of Pee: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Rivers of Pee Flowing under me As I travel this world As I roam These rivers of pee Sometimes disturbing to me Cause I pee on the road More than home I get off of the plane I get off of the bus The first thing I do is pee From the looks of this place As the crowd shuffles in It’s certainly not only me Rivers of Pee Flowing under me As I travel this world As I roam These rivers of pee Sometimes disturbing to me Cause I pee on the road More than home I wake up at 2 I wake up at 4 This pee is disturbing my dreams Where does pee come from? Where does pee end? I think I’m a peeing machine My father and I Would talk time to time About peeing across the land In some ways I’m like him In this way I’m not He could pee on command As I walk in the restroom There really is no rest As I stand there and get ready to pee Nothing comes out Nothing is working Is that guy there looking at me? Rivers of pee Rivers of pee Rivers of pee Rivers of pee Rivers of pee As I wait for the plane As I wait for the car As I wait for the bus or the van One final check I better just try Oh yes, I’m peeing again Rivers of Pee Flowing under me As I travel this world As I roam These rivers of pee Sometimes disturbing to me Cause I pee on the road More than home I’m glad this song is about to end My family will be proud of me I’ve got to go Can’t wait no more What a surprise I have to pee Save Me a Seat: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Save me a seat if you get there early Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront Save me a seat, spend some time together Save me a seat and we'll finally catch up Walking the earth, we're always so busy Trying to find that time for love What's going on that keeps us apart Let's catch up with each other when we're all through and done My cell phone is ringing, the laptop is broke Internet connection has gone up in smoke Get back to work, demands are so clear Going to Hell, wait I'm already here Save me a seat if you get there early Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront Save me a seat, spend some time together Save me a seat and we'll finally catch up Save me a seat if you get there early Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront Save me a seat, spend some time together Save me a seat and we'll finally catch up My hunger is howling, I'm running the race When I'm not busy, I feel out of place I figured it out, it's clear to me now No peace can be found, no peace is around I've lived and I've loved, been kicked in the teeth Crawled and I stumbled out on to the street Been pounded and spit on and lived in the dark How bad can Hell be?  When can I start? I've been here before, reminded all the time This hard wired thinking's a friend of mine We love this song and we play very well We just learned something, no open strings in Hell Save me a seat if you get there early Save me a seat and we'll sit down upfront Save me a seat, spend some time together Save me a seat, love of my life     Cha Cha with the Hellboys Cha Cha with the Hellboys: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Cha Cha Chaaaaa Don't Tell My Wife: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Don't tell my wife I know C Major for shit Don't tell my wife About broken strings and broken picks Been to Grossderschau Argentina too Now in LA To make a record for you Traveled most of the world Eighteen years now Don't tell my wife I know C Major for shit Cause she loves me, she loves me, She loves me She lets me go away with you And tells me That I come back new Yes, she loves me Don't tell my wife About the boys from Hell Don't tell my wife She thinks that I'm quite well Don't tell my wife I know C Major for shit Don't tell my wife It's cost us quite a bit Cause she loves me, she loves me, She loves me She makes me go away with you And tells me That I come back new Yes, she loves me Hellboys Blessing: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Ahh Missed the Train: Lyrics by Tom Redmond My body aches I have no breath I cannot hear I cannot see I'm on fire I'm falling Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: Lyrics by Tom Redmond I can't sleep with the lights off The dark is way too loud Can't think in a straight line Like moving in a cloud Something's out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Loud noises make me jumpy And I can't climb the hill I can’t remember the next line I guess I never will Bowels are out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Now I know there's a cure Wounds are healed with time This time it's different Cause this great pain is mine And I don't want to lose it My friend it's become a cause You know I might be frightened I'm not going back to who I was My joy is in the crapper And I can't find my hat My hair is a mess Sex life is flat Sex is out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder I don't know what's next for me I think I'll buy some toys We got all this music Thank God for Hellboys Hell is out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Even Hell is out of order It's post traumatic stress disorder Robert Ain't Your Father: Lyrics by Tom Redmond Robert Robert ain't Robert ain't your Robert ain't your father