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Mannequin City

by Ron Brunk

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They came from Delacroix A fluid woman and a boy Her name was Sally She killed them with her smile Then she crashed it for a while In Printer’s Alley Oh-------Mannequin City She went walking in the park With a zombie in her heart And a buttercup Bobby said the dream Is never nothin’ like it seemed When you’re waking up Oh--------in Mannequin City Oh--------Mannequin City They say: Baby baby baby come with me Baby baby baby come with me Baby baby baby come with me Oh---------to Mannequin City I wanna go where things are real Wanna see what I can feel And how deeply I wanna laugh like a bottle of rum Wanna live like a loaded son Of a gun….and so sweetly Oh--------in Mannequin City Oh--------Mannequin City They say: Baby baby baby come with me Baby baby baby come with me Baby baby baby come with me Now SHE says: Baby baby baby come with me Baby baby baby come with me Baby baby baby come with me
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Hey Hey Hey 02:47
I shake myself in the morning Then I break my back all day Baby I’m giving a warning I still got something to say Yeah, I still got something to say I said hey hey hey…….hey hey hey…. Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey I go down to the river To wash away my sins But then you nibble on my neck Now I’m starting all over again Yeah, now it’s starting all over again Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey…. Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey…. Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey I shoot the moon at midnight I kick the can till dawn And when I feel forsaken Man, I kick it all day long Yeah, I kick it all day long Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey…. Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey…. Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey…. Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
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Serengeti 07:26
She fell with the empire and rose with the moon Washed in the fire of a hellish monsoon Long is the journey with no place to be Vagabond on the Serengeti The poachers were rabid like dogs in the dust They reached out to stab it, in love with the lust With devilish eyes and crocodile teeth Waging war on the Serengeti The packs were outrageous so she dug with the spade Feeling courageous she drove home the blade But a rogue pulled her under an Acacia tree On the plains of the Serengeti She eyed him with caution, she knew well his kind She’d seen them quite often losing their mind In the bowels of the earth, in the depths of the sea Rolling hard on the Serengeti He licked his own wounds and spoke not a word Like a shepherd of doom in search of a herd The wildebeest wept and intimately Made love on the Serengeti They flowed into the great migration machine With the drumbeat fate of a Calvinist dream Crossing the endless plains to the sea Stretched out on the Serengeti They hid in the bottom of a bottomless well From the echoes of Sodom and the fire and hail Where an African Queen from the 10th century Slept under the Serengeti A little man drinking rum was down there to plunder He was armed with a gun but no sense of wonder His satchel was full of priceless jewelry A bold thief on the Serengeti But the Queen of the Stone awoke from her nap She rattled her bones and roared like a cat She clawed out his eyes and left him to plead For mercy on the Serengeti The Maasai were marching beneath the full moon While the woman was arching her back in the gloom Of the well with no water, while the rogue tried to see Her eyes like the Serengeti Kibo was awoken by the Queen of the Stone The glaciers were broken, the future was thrown To the pride of the lion and the shameful greed Of the men on the Serengeti The plagues were unleashed – blood, locust and toad The battle increased while she and her rogue Wandered the tunnels for a path to the sea And the Queen of the Serengeti The man with no eyes bled in the bucket A bottomless prize where the woman had stuck it He clutched to his satchel and precariously Climbed up to the Serengeti The Maasai were there taunting the heads of their foes Freakishly flaunting their corpses in rows The man pulled his gun and fired recklessly With no prayer on the Serengeti Down by the Crater, they lingered a while I will meet you later, she said with a smile From Kilimanjaro there’s so much to see Marauding the Serengeti The rogue was all lathered, waiting for a shave The poachers now gathered around a fresh grave Waiting for someone or something to be The next victim on the Serengeti He staggered like a wino from the cut of the blade The rage of the rhino so carefully played A bright trail of blood marked the dark treachery Of the Queen of the Serengeti A marabou stork delivered the bad news As she picked with her fork at her potjiekos stew She knew it was coming, for nothing can be Forever on the Serengeti The hyenas howled a sarcastic dirge No love was allowed to withstand the purge She scooped up the jewels and swore there would be Vengeance on the Serengeti
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Let Go 02:41
There’s a supernova turning over Every unturned stone inside my head There’s a gravity that’s sucking me Back down into the things you said There’s a galaxy spinning free Inside of me telling me It’s time to let go I don’t believe how you wind and weave From revelation to Adam and Eve I must confess I’m a bloody mess In my nakedness but I digress Circular reasoning holds no sway On my linear state of mind today I’ve got to let go I hear tiny voices of distant choices That I once made like lemonade Under the bright sun of a cloudless day When consequences were so far away What we reap is what we sow We only gain by letting go It’s time to let go There’s a supernova turning over Every unturned stone inside my head And it’s time to let go
5.
I am a Catholic when it’s convenient I spout the rhetoric but I don’t mean it I am a Catholic who butchers babies My brain is twisted like I’ve got rabies I am a hypocrite oh, in the first degree I am a Catholic for the publicity I have no honor I have no integrity I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me I mention my faith when I can use it But otherwise I mock and abuse it I spent my whole life as a politician Full of corruption on an evil mission I am a hypocrite oh, in the first degree I am a Catholic for the publicity I have no honor I have no integrity I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me I am a hypocrite, yes, in the worst degree I am a Catholic don’t you question me I have no honor I have no integrity I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me
6.
Beauty Retro 03:51
Ya got one guy who’s a Jesus freak Got another one who’s a Buddha boy And ya got some girl who’s a feminist activist And another one who just wants to be somebody’s toy Some people are afraid of the truth Others are living a lie, or maybe two And some people will beat you over the head With the things that they think you ought to do Ah, but that’s the beauty of America The land of the free Amber waves of crazy grain As far as your eye can see Some people hate the white and some hate the black And likewise the hate gets returned I’ve seen the same thing a thousand times My god, will people never learn? We’ve got the greatest powers on earth We shoot rockets deep into space We can map the very blueprint of life But sometimes we can’t even stand face to face I may not like the way you look at me And we may agree to disagree But out of many, we become One We always find a way to get things done Yeah, we get things done Cuz that’s the beauty of America The land of the free Amber waves of wonderful grain As far as your eye can see….
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Ain't it strange, got an empty place deep in my soul I'm so deranged like a crazy man out of control Got no time for borderline victims of pain When you roll the dice, things are never the same Roll me black, I'll be back and I'll be ready Roll me blue, over you until I'm steady Enough to care without caring if I lose Enough to hurt without looking for a bruise It's a game of chance that we play with whips and chains We strip our clothes and go running madly thru the rain I'm caught in a tailspin, not sure what to say or do I'm caught in a whirlwind, I'm rolled over by you Roll me black, I'll be back and I'll be ready Roll me blue, over you until I'm steady Enough to care without caring if I lose Enough to hurt without looking for a bruise
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Everybody wants to be something Nobody wants to be alone Everybody wants to have somebody Waiting at home The world is just like M&M’s All those colors in one big bag We’re all the same on the inside Just flying different flags We want to be held so close When our dreams are far away We want to see a big, bright smile At the end of a long, dark day We want to be loved, we want to be loved We want to be loved We want to be loved, we want to be loved We just want to be loved Everything happens for a reason Even when we don’t understand But it helps to have someone ya love Holding your hand I promise it’s not rocket science Even a little kid would know it If you want to see love in this world You just have to show it
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I don’t know how long I’ve got To walk this world with you It may not be as long as I thought But I believe the Lord will carry me through When the skies turn cold and dark And the clouds may block my view I will open up my heart I believe the Lord will carry me through Yes, I believe the Lord will carry me through Someday soon I will spread my wings Fly right home to you And when I hear the angels sing I believe the Lord will carry me through I believe the Lord will carry me through Yes, I believe the Lord will carry me through

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Eclectic collection of intriguing & captivating songs. Wide variety from the mesmerizing title cut "Mannequin City" to the epic "Serengeti" to the wild rock "Hey Hey." Also includes three acoustic ballads with the signature Brunk flair.

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released July 20, 2020

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Ron Brunk Nashville, Tennessee

Ron moved to Nashville in 2002 with only 10 dollars in his pocket,
and within a year he nearly doubled his money.

Ron partnered with guitar virtuoso Paul Allen. They performed
together 5 years.

Ron married and divorced the same woman 3 times.

Ron was once beaten senseless by a gang of 30 rednecks up a hollow in
Beaver, WV.

Ron nearly died 3 times from massive intestinal bleeds.
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