Raise a Hand
There aint much work to be had
There aint no more workin’ songs
What's the point of doin right
When everyone at the top is doin wrong
Is there any reason to go on? 2x
Rise up &
Raise a hand
Help me understand
What happened to our promised land?
There aint much heart in the heartland
I cant hear a strong enough beat
The people are good it's true but
The music doesn't get 'em outta their seats
Is there any hope for rock n roll? 2x
Rise up &
Raise a hand
Help me understand
What happened to our promised land?
There aint nothing private about this life
Our every move, every thought we’ve ever had
Available for all to see and comment on
That aint good or bad, it just makes me a little sad
Is there any magic left at all? 2x
Rise up &
Raise a hand
Help me understand
What happened to our promised land?
1 comment:
Woody Guthrie still loves you, Jeff. Also, it's interesting, the final lines, about the lack of privacy, and how they are being read via the internet via a blog. Beware Big Brother, he is us! I like the sentiment, my friend.
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