Anonymous Confessions
of a Lunatic Friend
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Aint' No Stoppin' Now
Leave Your Light On (Hopeless Moon)
We All Need
Lunatic Friend
All is Forgiven
Puttin' in the Good Word
Walkin'
Mr. Bailey's Daughter
Blessed Are the Tears
Love You With My Life
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by Bryan Duncan
Grab the keys and run, son, to the station wagon,
Let's all go!
Sunday go to meetin', good time
Make room for Lonnie, the kids and Grandma Currie
On old folks row.
Sunday go to meetin', good time
We'll be there early to shake some hands
And get to know
Sunday go to meetin', good time
We'll look around some before the sermon,
To see who's missin'
Sunday go to meetin', yeah
Let's get together just to spend some time,
Forget the clock up on the wall,
Replace the pressure with some peace of mind.
Jesus has something for us all!
No need to try to lick this life alone, (no, no)
Might find some strength in someone else, (someone else, yeah)
Let's get together on some common ground
Prefer the Lord above ourself
Almost like heaven when we get together
Faces glow
Sunday go to meetin', good time
Now don't you worry when we get to singin'
Blessings flow
I'm inviting you so let's fly
We'll clap our hands, ya'll, and stomp our feet,
Close our eyes
Sunday to to meetin', yeah
We'll keep the faith, Lord,
We'll leave our burdens far behind
Sunday, Sunday go to meetin'
Oh, alright, now,
The pressures of another week unwind
I'm thankful just to be alive.
I sure could use a miracle divine
'Cause I'd like to do more than just survive, yeah
No way to try to lick this life alone, (no, no)
Let's turn to hymn, page twenty-three
And let us stand as we all sing this song.
It's "Just a Closer, Closer Walk With Thee"
Oh, grant it, Jesus, is my plea! Yeah!
(Just a closer Lord, just a closer, just a closer walk)
Just a closer walk with Thee,
(Just a closer walk, just a closer, just a closer walk)
Oh, let it be, yeah, let it be!
(Just a closer Lord, just a closer, just a closer walk)
Just a closer walk with Thee,
(Just a closer Lord, just a closer, just a closer walk)
Grant it, Jesus, is my plea!
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan
Well, the world's full of crazy people,
Haven't got a clue to who they are
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
In a corner, standin' face down
Hands in your pockets all the time
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
Always worried, busy, shoutin',
Carryin' on about the way things oughta be
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
Oh, let's forsake it, break it up, and take it easy,
Make it light for awhile
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
Be like a roller coaster ride,
Ain't no stoppin' now!
Oh, flash flood on the inside
Ain't no stoppin' now
An avalanche of snowfall coming down
Ain't no stoppin' now
Like no breaks on a race car, look out!
Yeah, God wouldn't tell you what to do
If He knew you couldn't make it, y'all
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
Oh, Life is good news and it's bad
You can laugh or just get mad
It's still the same
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
Get aquainted with your pain,
But it don't make it easier
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
Oh, there's a time to be happy,
There's a time to be sad,
Let's take the first one!
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
Preach it, ya'll
Ain't no stoppin' now
A free fall from an airplane
Ain't no stoppin' now
Or maybe a silver bullet fired from a gun
Ain't no stoppin' now
A step beyond the point of no return, hey yeah!
Find a safety belt, hook it up, pull it tight,
'Cause there won't be no stoppin' in this place tonight!
Count down to ignition
Take me worlds away
No hangin' round till your heaven bound,
No! That ain't the way to live your life today!
(Scream) Hey!
Yo! Nathan East, break it down!
In a corner standin face down
Hands in your pockets all the time
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
Forsake it, break it up, and take it easy
Make it light for awhile
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!)
Like a roller coaster ride,
Ain't no stoppin' now
Or a flash flood on the inside
Ain't no stoppin' now
Or an avalanche of snowfall coming down
Ain't no stoppin' now
No breaks on a race car
Like a rocket launched, hey
Ain't no stoppin' now
Or a free fall from an airplane
Ain't no stoppin' now
Or a silver bullet fired from a gun
Ain't no stoppin' now
A step beyond the point of no return
Ain't no stoppin' now
Alright, Ha!
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
(Scat singing)
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!)
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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By Bryan Duncan & Chuck Barth
On the sands of time
We have walked, your hand in mine.
My memory's photographs are kind
But more in love than pictures fade
Like sunsets disappear
Aimless lovers dream
But they're just castles made of sand
Before an endless wave of love's demands
All that once was treasured here
Is slowly washed away
Leave your light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Keep your light on for me
I'm a hopeless moon
Above a cold and empty sea,
A partial ray of sun exposing me,
Lost without a warming touch,
The earth has come between.
Like a distant star
On a dark and cloudless night,
You're always burning, always bright.
But I'm an island far from you
Where skies are never clear.
Leave your light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Keep the light on for me
I love you, darlin', don't give up too soon
The light of love will find this hopeless moon
I love you, darlin', don't give up too soon
The light of love
Leave your light on for me
Oh, Leave your light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Keep the light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Oh, leave your light on for me
Leave your light on for me
Keep the light on for me
Oh, I love you, darlin', don't give up too soon
The light of love will find this hopeless moon
I pray the God of love His light to shine,
Illuminate this lonely heart of mine
(Up too soon, hopeless moon)
Light of love
(Light to shine, heart of mine)
Light of love
(Up too soon)
Will find this hopeless moon
(hopeless moon)
Oh, I love you, darlin'
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Chuck Barth Music
Mind of the Cell (BMI)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan & Chuck Barth
From a cardboard hovel in a darkened street
To the well-lit windows of a penthouse suite,
All are desperate souls with a human fate,
And we protect ourselves within the walls we make.
And I stand in a corner, now, in my house of rest
And bow my head, beat my breast and say,
"God, please forgive me for this sinner's heart!
Though You show me your mercy,
It's the same old story keeping us apart."
And we all feel lost sometimes,
And we all feel hurt inside,
And we all cry, and we all need
The redeeming love of Jesus.
And I was raised with the lessons and the victory speech,
And I fought for the standards that I could not reach,
And I hold my tongue when the pain is great,
And I cover my tears as we celebrate,
While a private war rages with the fear and the doubt,
As I try to run faster to find a way out
I'm convinced if I stumble they'll just cast me aside,
And mock at my weakness and shatter my pride.
'Cause I've watched as we've stoned the more hesitant soul.
So, we all must remember,
It's still God's grace we all need to know.
We all feel lost sometimes,
And we all feel hurt inside,
And we all cry, and we all need!
And we all feel lost sometimes,
And we all feel hurt inside,
And we all cry, and we all need
The redeeming love of Jesus.
Yeah!
All feel lost sometimes,
We all feel hurt,
And we all cry,
And we all need.
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Chuck Barth Music
Mind of the Cell (BMI)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan, Chuck Barth & Dwight Marcus
I know this respectable individual with a great personality
Struggles on the inside,
A really nice guy, but I'm afraid he lacks conviction,
Got these mental reservations concerning his own life, let alone...
Why? He doesn't know why!
Ooo, guess I'm lookin' for some changes for my lunatic friend
You see, he's been accosted by the local self-righteous vigilantes
In the name of God, with a scripture or two
And he believes, but he's not sure who his friends are
Or if they'd still be hangin' around with him,
Boy, if they ever really knew.
Ooo, guess I'm lookin' for some understanding for my lunatic friend
Sometimes I wonder if there's any help for my lunatic friend
Yeah! Sometimes I cry for the love he's abusing.
My lunatic friend
Ooo, lookin' for a healing for a lunatic!
Say!
I've got this lunatic friend!
Altogether now, with feeling, once more, shall we sing!
I've got this lunatic friend!
Ha, ha!
I've got this lunatic friend!
Be careful what you say, who you say it to
Don't give yourself away! Yeah, ah!
(Lots of hysterical laughing) Wow!
Now there's an attractive inner circle in the eye of a hurricane
A kind of peace on the inside, but it moves with the storm
And it's a quiet strength in the midst of this raging desperation
All around me, I'd like to find, but I find myself torn
Ooo, I'm not lookin' for me, you understand,
It's for my lunatic friend
Sometimes I wonder if there's any help for my lunatic friend!
Yeah! Sometimes I cry for the love he's abusing,
My lunatic friend, yeah, alright!
Oh, oh! My lunatic friend!
I've got this lunatic friend!
I've got this lunatic friend!
I've got this lunatic friend!
(No, wait, hey! Oh man, uh, what I'm tryin' to say, uh, he's had it pretty tough. Listen! No way! No, I'm not talkin' about me man! No you got it all wrong, dude! He's a friend of mine! Ah, I met him a couple of years back . . . (scream) . . . No, really! It's just for a friend of mine, man! I just got to find out, that's all.)
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Chuck Barth Music
Mind of the Cell (BMI)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan
Never been all that close to you.
Startin' to wonder why.
Never a deeper conversation,
We always politely lie.
Cover the silence with the laughter
Like there was nothing there.
Something has happened years ago.
Now you don't seem to care.
And it's been a lonely time
But I could never understand
It's been a long, hard road
I've tried to take it like a man
But take a lesson from me
You can't find love
('Til all is forgiven)
Oh, Take a lesson from me
There's no peace inside
Oh, I'm in need
(Maybe you'll find you needed someone)
Only too proud to admit it
(Who can see past your pride)
I'm disappointed like
(Who understands your disappointments)
I've had enough time to resent it
(In whom you can confide)
I've been accused myself
(Stands with you through the accusations)
Maybe sometimes they're right
(That quickly begin to fly)
I think about all the things that might have been
(In spite of the things that might have been)
All those rumours refuse to die
(And rumours refuse to die)
I'm not the only one
That's let it tear me up inside
It's hard to lose those ugly feelings
But if you're takin' time to try
Take a lesson from me
You can't find love
('Til all is forgiven)
Take a lesson from me
Can't keep love
(Can't keep love)
Take a lesson from me
There's no peace inside
('Til all is forgiven)
Take a lesson now
Ain't no easy way
Oh, yeah
(Are you runnin' from a lifetime?)
You runnin' from me?
(Are you lookin' for a lifeline?)
Take a lesson, take a lesson from me!
(God is kind when you're startin' over on your knees)
Say, all is forgiven, now
(What you find you return, no one beggin' you please)
No lies, no lies, all is forgiven!
(Give it time, give it time, think of what it can mean)
No, no, all is forgiven
(I think you'll find a pardon signed means you're free to come clean)
Oh, think I'm movin' on, ah, oh
I feel it right now
You there ain't no easy way
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan and Chuck Barth
Whoa!
Whoa! Let's play!
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Yeah, yeah, oh, one! Two! Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine!
Put another round in your chamber
Torture in the war on your soul
Grippin' a thread
Losin' your head
The hammer is about to come down, you know
Who ya gonna call to get sober?
You're gonna need a wing and a prayer
You're favor is in
The wounds of a friend
I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes tonight
So, I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Puttin' in the good word, yeah, yeah
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Puttin' in the good word, hey!
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Yeah! Livin' with a drive-by death wish
Everything is out of control
You wipe at a tear
Harbor the fear
You're never gonna find someone to lend you an ear
Somebody wants to shoulder your burdens
Nothin' at all to gain if you lose
A prayer with a friend
Pencil me in
Whenever you wanna begin
'Til then, I gotta say
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Puttin' in the good word, no, na!
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Alright, sing!
I'm gonna put the good work in for you
Alright, now! So!
I couldn't live with myself if I forgot to say,
"You want a way out, you better learn to pray
I'll enter your name, startin' a chain
Might move a mountain, maybe get it to rain
Whatever you want to believe, you start by makin' it clear
You're gettin' down to the point, you get beyond the veneer
And after knockin' and seekin' find you don't have a clue
Well then I'm gonna put the good word in for you!"
(For you, for you, for you , for you, for you, good word, good word, good word)
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Puttin' in the good word, yeah!
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Ha! Good word! Yeah!
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
Yeah, oh, I'm sayin', yeah!
Everybody sing now,
I'm gonna put the good word in for you
(I'm gonna put the good word in for you)
I said, I'm gonna put the good word in for you
(I'm gonna put the good word in for you)
Put the good word in, I'm gonna put the, put the good word in
(I'm gonna put the good word in for you)
Hey! Alright! Let's sing it loud! I'm gonna put the good word in for you, ah, ah, ooh, yay!
(I'm gonna put the good word in for you)
Said I'm gonna put the, put the good word in for you
(I'm gonna put the good wor in for you)
Oh, puttin' the good word, the good word in for you
(I'm gonna put the good word in for you)
Ya, Ya, yeah! I said, I'm gonna put the, puttin' in the good word in for you!
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Chuck Barth Music
Mind of the Cell (BMI)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan
Met an ugly man in Reno
Ladies hangin' on his arm
In a lipstick-red Porsche
Downtown, sellin' his charm
Dealin' out a new prescription
A faster way to make things pay
"Step into the bargain basement, Boy,
Let me show you my tray."
He says, "Heaven is a long way later,
These'll keep you flyin' high."
But I'll keep walkin', thank you
(Walkin')
I keep walkin', thank you
Ha, ha, skinny man in horn-rim glasses
Chokin' on a power tie
He's rolled up in a Wall Street Journal, mm
"You disinform, you don't lie."
A gamble on a speculation,
Redefine a cardinal sin
"You're runnin' on a fast-track theory, baby,
You gotta cheat to win"
He says, "Heaven is a long way later
You gotta run to beat the bottom line."
Well, I keep walkin', thank you
(Walkin', walkin')
I keep walkin'
(Walkin', thank you)
Thank you
Whoa!
Cannibal who thinks he's Moses
Underneath a fine toupee
A handle on a revelation
"Righteousness the easy way"
A vision and a confirmation
Emotional in every plea
"Take a precious few to Glory-Land
'Cause everyone is wrong but me."
He says, "Heaven is a long way later
Get a ticket on the Glory Train."
Well I keep walkin', thank you
(Walkin')
I keep walkin', thank you
I keep walkin', thank you
(Walkin'!)
Ah
Heaven is a long way later
Don't you wanna walk with me?
Say! Heaven is a long way later
Walk with me
Heaven is a long way later, Baby
Walk with me
Huh, Heaven is a long way later
Walk with me
Heaven is a long way later
Sing it, Girls
(Heaven is a long way later)
Hey!
(Heaven is a long way later)
Heaven is a long way later, ha!
Walk with me
Heaven is a long way later
Walk with me
Hey!
(Heaven is a long way later, walk with me)
Walkin', now
(Heaven is a long way later, walk with me)
Break it on down
(Heaven is a long way later, walk with me)
Break yourself
(Heaven is a long way later, walk with me)
Walkin', walkin', walkin', say!
(Heaven is a long way later, walk with me)
Walk, walk, walk with me, hey
(Heaven is a long way later)
Heaven is a long way later,
(Walk with me)
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan, Chuck Barth & Wendy MaHarry
Whoa, ha ha! Now, this is the story of a lower-middle class, American preacher's kid who found that we don't always do all the right things for the right reasons. Now my Dad is the finest man of God to ever grace the pulpit of a small Pentecostal church. To tell the truth, I was born on Saturday and in church on Sunday, and I guarantee I was never late. 'Cause Mom was the organ player and the Sunday School teacher, while I took up the offering. AThey would always make me give it back. And as a child, I had the honor of sittin' in the front row for the first five minutes of every sermon. That's usually how long it took to be called up to the platform for the express purpose of keeping me from escaping under the pews. And there I would sit, behind the pulpit, and count ceiling tiles for the next hour and a half. Like most people, over the years, I got used to the pressure of sayin' and doin' all the right things whether I believed it or not. 'Cause if I didn't I had the largest gathering of elderly ladies ever to act upon their moral obligation to report everything I ever said or did. So, you can understand why I loved goin' to the youth conventions, 'cause it proved beyond that shadow of a doubt there were girls goin' to church who were under sixty-five years of age. And suddenly there she was, fourth row back, on the left, in the choir, the absolute dream of every kid ever to seek permission to borrow the family car!
Mr. Bailey has a daughter
Hopin' she'll notice me
Got me singin' in the choir
Volunteerin' my time for free
Now I'm prayin' for revival
Workin' at livin' right
Man, I never looked more sanctified
At church on Sunday night
Now, it's amazing what'll turn your life around in a hurry. Overnight I'd come to realize what it meant, wrong or right, to be motivated. I was captivated. I was serious. I was hearin' voices! And all the things I'd been doin' for years took on a whole new significance. You see, now I was out to please someone besides myself. I was convinced she was an angel from Heaven. Who knows? She might have been. She disappeared fast enough! But now look who's still here tryin' to do all the right things, and maybe sometimes even for the right reasons! Break it down!
From the hearts of beggars to the hearts of Kings
The heart's the greatest of deceitful things
Expose what's wicked in the minds of man
You can count to twenty and it's back again
Mr. Bailey has a daughter
Hopin' she'll notice me
Got me singin' in the choir
Volunteerin' my time for free
Now I'm prayin' for revival
Workin' at livin' right
Man, I never looked more sanctified
At church on Sunday night
Mr. Bailey has a daughter
Hopin' she'll notice me
Got me singin' in the choir
Volunteerin' my time for free
Now I'm prayin' for revival
Workin' at livin' right
Man, I never looked more sanctified
At church on Sunday night
Find your place in the games we play
No one's safe when it's safe to say
The perfect motive has another, ulterior
Check yours twice when you're feelin' superior
Mr. Bailey has a daughter
Hopin' she'll notice me
Got me singin' in the choir
Volunteerin' my time for free
Now I'm prayin' for revival
Workin' at livin' right
Man, I never looked more sanctified
At church on Sunday night, now
Mr. Bailey has a daughter
Hopin' she'll notice me
Got me singin' in the choir
Volunteerin' my time for free
Now I'm prayin' for revival
Workin' at livin' right
Man, I never looked more sanctified
At church on Sunday night
From the hearts of beggars to the hearts of Kings
The heart's the greatest of deceitful things
Expose what's wicked in the minds of man
You can count to twenty and it's back again
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Chuck Barth Music
Mind of the Cell (BMI)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan
Think of all the times you've fallen victim
All the restless nights you've wrestled through
The closest of your friends abandoned, helpless
They're reaching but they're just not reaching you
You hold no valid thoughts of consolation
The future holds no interest, no concern
The world you love is closing in around you
Clearly now there's nowhere left to turn
Blessed are the tears that fall
Clean the windows of the soul
And usher in a change of heart
And bring a joy that angels know
The time has come to share your well-kept secrets
The hatred and guilt degrading you
I'm sure you blame yourself for all that's happened
This time there's just no way that it's true
You need to know you've got a friend in Jesus
You need to know he felt rejected too
Humiliating pain and unjust treatment
He's been there so he knows what you've been through
Blessed are the tears that fall
Clean the windows of the soul
And usher in a change of heart
And bring a joy that angels know
Blessed are the tears that fall
Wash the stains of life away
Forgiven and forgotten now
A new creation's here to stay
And God will send a merciful Peacemaker
Comforter of all of those who mourn
We'll become the pure in heart, the earthly meek
Enduring misdirected scorn
Blessed are the tears that fall
Clean the windows of the soul
And usher in a change of heart
And bring a joy that angels know
Blessed are the tears that fall
Wash the stains of life away
Forgiven and forgotten now
A new creation's here to stay
Blessed are the tears that fall
©1990 Fanatic Music
Word Music (a division of Word, Inc.) (ASCAP)
Used by permission. All right reserved.
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by Bryan Duncan
I would like to say
Just before I leave you
I'll be back some day
So do not be afraid
Only watch and pray
And wait for my return
I've done what I must do
My work here is completed
It's all been done for you
Believe what I have stated
I will give you peace
Through all your tribulations
Until I come again
Please know that I love you
I'll stay by your side
If only now in spirit
I'll still be your guide
You will not suffer long
For I have suffered for you
I love you with my life
I'll prepare a place
Where we can live together
I'll meet you face to face
To share our new forever
Don't let your love grow cold
And I will not allow
What's more than you can bear
Please know that I love you
I'll stay by your side
If only now in spirit
I'll still be your guide
You will not suffer long
For I have suffered for you
I love you with my life
(Love you with my life, love you with my life)
Yeah
Love you with my life, love you with my life, love you with my life
Love you with my life, love you with my life, love you with my life, yeah
(Love you with my life, love you with my life, love you with my life)
Love you with my life, love you with my life, yeah, mmm, yeah
Love you with my life, love you with my life, love you with my life, yeah
(Love you with my life, love you with my life, love you with my life)
©1978 Spectra Music (BMI)