Tortola is the largest and most populated of the British Virgin Islands, a group of islands that form part of the archipelago of the Virgin Islands. Local tradition recounts that Christopher Columbus named it Tortola, meaning "land of the Turtle Dove". Columbus named the island Santa Ana. The later Dutch settled and called it Ter Tholen, after a coastal island forming part of the west coast of the Netherlands. When the British took over, they altered the name to its present-day Tortola.
Europeans began making their mark in Tortola history after 1493, when Christopher Columbus spotted what are now called the British and US Virgin Islands and named them after the 11,000 virgins of the 4th-century martyr St. Ursula. The Spanish made a few attempts to settle the area, but pirates such as Blackbeard and Captain Kidd were the first permanent inhabitants of the island.
In the 17th century, the English, who had successfully usurped control of the area from the Dutch, established a permanent plantation colony on Tortola and the surrounding islands. The sugar cane industry, dependent on the slave labor of Africans transported from the continent, dominated Tortola history over the next 150 years. It diminished in the mid-19th century after the abolition of slavery. A large proportion of the white landowning population left the British Virgin Islands during the economic downturn, but the political relationship between the island and the British continued and has been maintained.
He's as smart as a fox, someone you can't fool
He's dressed like a Capone and he makes the rules
He's hard and he's tough and he pays the bill
Surrounded by girls with a licence to kill
He can walk with a swing and he talks so cool
He knows what he does, hangin' out by schools
He's after the babes and he calls them honey
He says they are cute and he waves with money
Man of steel, you're so cold
Dirty Willy with your heart of gold
Man of steel, you're so cold
Dirty Willy turns led into gold
He's got a limousine and he drives real slow
They call him a pimp, he's got nowhere to go
He's got a weekness for girls and they're willing to share
Married five times, got kids everywhere
He's a sucker for a gamble but he takes no risk
On the one-arm bandit he's the best there is
He uses bad money so he just can't lose
When his mob gets thirsty he will pay the booze
Man of steel.........
At the steeplechase he plays a winning game
Cause he bribes the jockey with a lusty dame
He will never bet on a losing mare
Cause he knows his women, he's a millionaire
He's extoring money from the rich and poor
Cause equality is what he's fighting for
If you're black or white, he really doesn't care
He accepts your cash and he thinks it's fair
Man of steel.............
I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle
You just slow down
Round and around this world you go
Spinning through the lives of the people you know
We all slow down
How you gonna keep on turning from day to day
How you gonna keep from turning your life away
No days you can borrow no time you can buy
No trust in tomorrow it's a lie
I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle
You just slow down
Round and around this world you go
Spinning through the lives of the people you know
We all slow down
How you gonna keep on turning from day to day
How you gonna keep from turning your life away
And I feel like I'm adippin' and adivin'
My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels
I'm lost in this star car I'm adrivin'
But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels
My world is a constant confusion
My mind is prepared to attack
My past a persuasive illusion
I'm watchin' the future it's black
What do you know
You know just what you perceive
What can you show
Nothing of what you believe
And as you grow
Each thread of life that you leave
Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs
As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds
And you wound yourself and your loved one bleeds
And your habits grow and your conscience feeds
On all that you thought you should be
I never thought this could happen to me
I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle
You just slow down
Round and around this world you go
Spinning through the lives of the people you know
We all slow down
How you gonna keep on turning from day to day
How you gonna keep from turning your life away oh
I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel.
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle
You just slow down
You just slow down
light one last candle
take the razor to every vein i find
see my reflection in the warm pool
drawing power from the dimming light
im saving all my hate for you
this ritual i will see through
doom calls your name
drags you down
seals your fate
by my will
draw the circle of forming
carve your name into the flesh of the rotted dead
feel the power growing
on my cock i will wear your head
im saving all my hate for you
this ritual i will see through
release the beast i hide
call on the rage inside
i saw the gravestones i saw nine year old boys
somehow i knew they hated me
you can live as long as you want to live
lately all i want is to be in your hole
sleep without a dream
as cold as it seems
it's my destiny
how many men have been
in your sacred hole
[how many dead men god?]
as i spread her thighs
my life flashes before my eyes
soothing, disturbing
i'm intoxicated with fear
how many men have died?
in your dirty hole
how many men lay dead
I can’t see inside your head and now I’m sick of trying
I push, you hurt, I ask, you nod and then I heard you crying
You tell me later on, by then the blood is drawn
Who knows when you’ll take off and hide from all your worries
I walk on eggshells even so the path often eludes me
You say we’ll be okay, but sometimes I don’t know
[Chorus:]
Silence is your best friend, you cling when fear sets in
Please let me in your troubled world
Instinct you hide your thoughts, from me why can’t we talk
Please let me in your troubled world
I don’t intend to torture you so why does it still happen
I have to ask you ‘what did I do,’ the usual ‘oh nothing’
I’m tired of this game so please just let me lose
Let me in I want to help include me in your pain
If not, you’ll wither all alone, suffering in vain
You say we’ll be okay, now I know that’s a lie
I hung the phone up and I threw it at the wall
I stood by every time and watched you take the fall
Little boy wishes he wasn't small
He'd give is turtle to be six feet tall
He's got photos of Shaq and Ewing up on his wall
And he'd try a jump shot but he's afraid he'll fall down
Little girl wants to fall in love
Dressed up like her mother in white evening gloves
She pretends tells her friends she's got somewhere to go
They don't ask her where so they'll never know how she feels
With a shorter past there's a greater hurry
Let the moment last there's no need to worry
We should be living for today or tomorrow anyway
And don't ask for the world on a plate
Cause you just might get it
Don't ever say it's too late you know you'll regret it because
Just when you're sure your life can change right before your eyes
A mother's thinking of her little boy
Left home at sixteen back in '84
He's got a dog named Lucy says she's all he needs
Lucy knows better she hears all his dreams
When you search yourself when you get down to it
If you know yourself you know you'll get through it
So start living for today or tomorrow anyway
And don't ask for the world on a plate
Cause you just might get it
Don't ever say it's too late you know you'll regret it because
Just when you're sure your life can change right before your eyes
With a shorter past there's a greater hurry
Let the moment last there's no need to worry
Start living for today or tomorrow anyway...
Just when you're sure you life can
Change right before your eyes
I got to strong arms
Blessings of Babylon
With time to carry on
And try
For sins and false alarms
So to America the brave
wise men say
Near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you
I got plans for us
nights in the scullery
and days instead of me
I only know what to discuss
O for anything but light
wise men fighting over you
It's not me you see
pieces of valentine
with just a song of mine
to keep from burning history
seasons of gasoline and gold
wise men fold
Near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you
I got time to kill
sly looks in corridors
without a plan of yours
a blackbird sings on bluebird hill
wise mens child
Near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight
Near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you
I lost a place that I loved
It disappeared
Into the woods where it belonged
That cool spot
On a spun parched ridge
That watery pool,
Where the animals drink
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's what our brothers believed
It was the land
The land of milk and honey
That you just watched
Being pummeled like putty
Come back to haunt
All things are two
Come back to test
As long as it's new
I'm tired of talk
I'm tired of news
Hear the herd
Herd the herd
Sleep on whatever you do
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's where our mother lived
Would you tell her now
The worth of tiny things
That gather round
Untie an end that's sealed
That's sealed
In the vast space it's always sealed
We won't see
All the debris we're certain to leave
Do you hear that sound
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's why our mother believed
Believed
Would you tell her now
Would you tell her now
What would she say
The works of tiny things
Sell the stars, two by two
Just like sheep with a sail behind
On and on
On and on
On and on
There is nothing that could
Never be misunderstood.
So let's make love...
Let's make love again...
Is that a proposition?
Now let's make love.
I pledge all allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation, under God
Indivisibile, with liberty and justic for all.
With liberty and justice for all.
With liberty and justice for all.
With liberty and justice for all.
With liberty and justice for all.
Sacred inception aligned to the sway
Allegiance to tranquility
Quenching the twinge and unbounding fantods
Illuminate skies with the solace above
There's a straining oblivion
From the rituals of dominion
The eternal desire of obtrusion
There's a straining oblivion
On the mountain flames are trying to burn the sky.
The wizard dances around the rising fire.
gods are waking up in the sky,
spirits lose control.
The energy is blowing from their eyes,
in the town people are afraid, look them cry,
trying to catch her soul
from the other side.
Suddenly she came from the freezen winds,
with a mortal sweet kiss
My name has two meanings
ones literal ones not,
you hear me you use me
but you'll never see me stop.
You are a natural distraction
a pretty mental detachment
you bathe my insides with fire
I am your lover a liar.
You give me away
though I'm desperately missed
you're nothing without me