Aug 11, 2004 23:37
Check out my flexibility, my natural ability, my innate sensibility, to tend to your sensitivity/ Proclivity to the situation, an enhanced indignation, feeling the sensation, protesting for emancipation/A nation held fast in tears, not always sincere, leadership little to revere, ideas span the atmosphere/ To fear a degenerate leader, my emotions they do teeter, can’t make me a believer, to trust a proven cheater/ A receiver of an unfound lie, wouldn’t risk it to die, bombs falling continually from the sky, can’t say we didn’t try/ A fly seeing it all from above, this world that we do love, contaminated with a shove, hand didn’t fit in the glove/ A dove may not look to be guilty, but under the nails they are filthy, look past what you do see, then you will agree/ All the debris set upon me, shout out a plea, said on the marquee, guarantee a life that is free.