The Leprechaun's Gold

[Verse]
In Ireland they speak of
A little man in green,
Who dances on his treasure,
But who is rarely seen.

[Verse]
A trickster, they will say of him.
A wee man fond of gold.
But they have missed his essence
If we’ll have the truth be told.

[Chorus]
The leprechaun is generous
For those with giving hearts.
But when it comes to others,
He plays his trickster part.

So if you’d have the treasures
That life is here to give,
Release them from inside of you,
For that is how to live.

[Verse]
Now leprechauns don’t wear green
No matter what’s been said.
The truth for those who see them:
They’re mostly dressed in red.

[Verse]
A solitary spirit
Found deep within the woods,
Content to walk their pathway
And gather up their goods.

[Chorus]
The leprechaun is generous
For those with giving hearts.
But when it comes to others,
He plays his trickster part.

So if you’d have the treasures
That life is here to give,
Release them from inside of you,
For that is how to live.

[Bridge]
Tuatha Dé we call them,
These wee folk of the fay
Who guard their coin from those
Who would steal their coin away.

But ever does the leprechaun
Amass his cache of gold
To place it into hands that help
A better world unfold.

​[Chorus]
Yes, the leprechaun is generous
For those with giving hearts.
But when it comes to others,
He plays his trickster part.

So if you’d have the treasures
That life is here to give,
Release them from inside of you,
For that is how to live.

Valentine's Day? Oh me, oh my,
I think I'd better pause and try
to share what's deep within my heart
(and not just another bedtime fart).

With you, my love, I choose to be
more than a calamity.
And that is saying quite a lot
when you look at me and give it thought.

For each and every other day
I fall in love with the things you say.
And the things you DO ... they're even better.
If dead were alive, they'd make me deader.

All this, I guess, is my way to share
that I think we make an outrageous pair.
So as this poem ends, I'll say on cue:
"Happy Valentine's Day" and "I love you."​

We look around our little town --
the weather’s getting colder --
with memories of Christmas past,
and now we’re one year older.

For some, there’s sadness in the air.
For others, only joy.
But for all of us who know Him,
we celebrate a boy.

He was born on Earth to give us hope
and fill our hearts with love.
The greatest gift of Christmas
was a present from above.

He was born on Earth to show us how
to care for all we see,
to lift the world by giving,
and to set ... all people free.

We know that others see the world
so differently than we do.
But if we’re here to love them,
we know they must be free to.

At Christmastime, we love them,
and try to bring them joy.
’Cause at Christmastime we celebrate
a special baby boy.

He was born on Earth to give us hope
and fill our hearts with love.
The greatest gift of Christmas
was a present from above.

He was born on Earth to show us how
to care for all we see,
to lift the world by giving,
and to set ... all people free.

If we love this Christmas season
and the way it melts our hearts,
then we give what’s best within us,
and with love we play our parts.

For it’s in this special season
we observe the birth of Christ,
who showed the path of freedom
when he made ... His sacrifice.

We hear the bells and carols of this
chilly Christmas season.
And our hearts grow warm with gratitude
for its good and blessed reason.

We share this warmth with those in need
to try and bring them joy.
’Cause at Christmastime we celebrate
a special baby boy.

He was born on Earth to give us hope
and fill our hearts with love.
The greatest gift of Christmas
was a present from above.

He was born on Earth to show us how
to care for all we see,
to lift the world by giving,
and to set ... all people free.

Born on Earth to show us how
to care for all we see,
to lift the world by giving,
and to set ... all people free.​

They always knew
How to take the reins of men,
How to put them all asleep,
And they’ve done it once again.

They always knew
How to tear the world apart,
How to force another war
And to break the human heart.

They are cold inside, frozen,
With blood that drips of blue,
With love of only power
And without a care for you.

They are black inside, broken,
Putting soldiers on patrol,
Enslaving all our freedoms,
They’re the people of control.

They always knew
How to use our hidden fears,
How to set us on each other
And to bring us all to tears.

They always knew
How to keep us in our needs,
How to keep us always working
And to drive us all with greed.

They are cold inside, frozen,
With blood that drips of blue,
With love of only power
And without a care for you.

They are black inside, broken,
Putting soldiers on patrol,
Enslaving all our freedoms,
They’re the people of control.

If we only knew the power that we had within
To overcome their story with love.
If we only knew that all creation bends
To the fears or the dreams we think of.
We are rising now as a people,
We are rising now as one,
With hearts on fire for a better day,
For the days of control are done.

They were cold inside, frozen,
With blood that dripped of blue,
With love of only power
And without a care for you.

They were black inside, broken,
But we finally touched their souls,
Changed the dream together
As they finally lost control.

Changed the dream together
As they finally lost control.​

[Verse]
Look out.
It's time to fly.
The game is on
To make them buy.

The gauntlet's down,
The ringer's on
The sun is up,
It's past the dawn.

Word.
We're on the game.
It's time to make it
Gangsta Rain.

[Chorus]
The money,
money's in the sky.
The cash is flow.
We're feelin' high.
We're takin' calls
And makin' sales.
We're lovin' how
That rainin' feels.
We're gangsters here
And my oh my ...
It's rainin' when
We make them buy.

[Spoken]
Aww yeah ... it don't get no better than this.
Yeah.

[Verse]
And stop:
I told you now,
It doesn't matter
Why or how.

It's just
That we are jonesin’
To get back on
Those ringin' phones.

And then
We'll tell them why
This discount is
About to fly.

We'll put
Them in the squeeze.
We'll oversell.
We'll make it easy.

Yo,
I told you why.
It's rainin' when
We make them buy.

Yeahhhh.

[Bridge]
Yo punk, I told you easy,
Time to make it rain, time to make it breezy.
Feel me now when I tell you why we're gangsters when we make them buy.
I said, better get it now, better get it in that metal head.
We’ll make the sale and upsell too; and that’s not all ’cause before we’re through
We’ll sell that extra warranty. It's getting humid, can't you see?
Cause we're gangsters, and we'll take the blame:
We're the ones that make it rain.

[Verse]
Give it up.
We are the show.
We're breaking records,
Breaking noses.

Whoa ...
We're not like that.
Better be a gangster,
Better be phat

But cool.
We'll show you how.
Makin' up new rules,
What's allowed.

And then
We'll answer phones,
Customer service
With a cross & bones.

But better,
'Cause can't you see?
Gotta make the sale
Gotta make it easy.

Yo,
It ain't no game.
It's time to make it
Gangsta Rain.

[Outro]
It's time now. Gonna get that call and stop the hold.
Yo, answering questions, takin' orders,
and makin' it rain.
All day long.
​Gangsters.

[Verse]
A mystic tune flew on the wind
across the dust and sand.
Behind it, in the fire of sun,
a daring, dancing man.

Of mystery and wisdom,
of ancient Twisted Hair,
he moved like words and whispers
with news and tales to share.

[Chorus]
Kokopelli, the wandering sage,
secret of the desert in another age.
Kokopelli, the bringer of trade,
bringer of hope and the music that he played.

[Verse]
His flute announced his magic,
and called for life and birth.
It drew the rains of springtime
to restore a drying Earth.

The Elders heard his whistle
and welcomed him to stay,
explored the goods he brought them,
then blessed him on his way.

[Chorus]
Kokopelli, the wandering sage,
secret of the desert in another age.
Kokopelli, the bringer of trade,
bringer of hope and the music that he played.

[Bridge]
What he carried on his back was a mystery:
the secrets of life that could set the desert free.
Through the silence of sound and the dark of day,
his stories and his music led the way.

[Chorus]
Kokopelli, the wandering sage,
secret of the desert in another age.
Kokopelli, the bringer of trade,
bringer of hope and the music that he played.

Secret of the desert in another age.