Great American Novel

The Silent Comedy

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    I was born and raised an orphan
    In a land that once was free
    In a land that poured its love out on the moon
    And I grew up in the shadows
    Of your silos filled with grain
    But you never helped to fill my empty spoon

    When I was ten you murdered law
    With courtroom politics
    And you learned to make a lie sound just like truth
    But I know you better now
    And I don't fall for all your tricks
    And you've lost the one advantage of my youth

    You kill a black man at midnight
    Just for talking to your daughter
    Then you make his wife your mistress
    And you leave her without water
    And the sheet you wear upon your face
    Is the sheet your children sleep on
    And at every meal you say a prayer
    You don't believe but still you keep on

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    And your money says in God we trust
    But it's against the law to pray in school
    You say we beat the russians to the moon
    And I say you starved your children to do it

    You are far across the ocean
    In a war that’s not your own
    And while you're winning there
    You're gonna lose the one at home
    Do you really think the only way
    To bring about the peace
    Is to sacrifice your children
    And kill all your enemies

    The politicians all make speeches
    As the news men all take note
    They exaggerate the issues
    As they shove them down our throats
    Is it really up to them
    Whether this country sinks or floats
    I wonder who would lead us
    If none of us would vote

    Well my phone is tapped and my lips are chapped
    From whispering through the fence
    You know every move I make
    Or is that just coincidence
    Well you try to make my way of life
    A little less like jail
    If I promise to make tapes and slides
    And send them through the mail

    And your money says in God we trust
    But it's against the law to pray in school
    You say we beat the russians to the moon
    And I say you starved your children to do it
    You say all men are equal, all men are brothers
    Then why are the rich more equal than others
    Don't ask me for the answers, I've only got one
    That a man leaves his darkness when he follows the Son

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    Composition: Larry Norman

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