Once upon our time
In a land far gone
Where hate crime’s enforced by state crime
Even though they say the land of the free was made for both you and me.

The girl next door might have cancer
And the hospital nearby's got the answer
But she’s never been there
Can’t afford health care
In the arms of the home of the brave
She’s carried to her grave

Marionettes for presidents
Strung out on wars
And we’re not sure who’s American anymore.
Division of church and state is my kind of seperatism.
Spreading god’s love through scare tactics is casual terrorism.
And if abortion’s murder, let’s strip that right away.
And who gave women the right to vote anyway?

So many babies brought into the world today.
Amongst so many maybes like maybe they’ll feel loved, be provided for and have a place to stay
But instead of placing them in loving stable homes
That might not fill the conservative bill
They’re tossed around the foster system like a hot potato.
Instead of making friends with Dorothy they’re thrown to the tornado.

Death warrants signed by murderers who came to power through the back door
Is this democracy or a monarchy, yeah
What do we hold elections for
you write your personal agenda on a post it note
And leave the constitution lying on the bathroom floor.

This is for the World Trade Center, for Columbine, for Oklahoma City and the lost and lonely friends of mine.
For Ireland, Iran, Iraq, and the suffering caused by Indian oceans attack.
For Falun gong and the Berlin wall
The homeless, the hungry, and slaves to drugs and alcohol.
Indian, Australian, African slaves,
Native American who's amber waves of grain
Were melted down into white men’s riches
Victims of war and for Salem’s witches
For boys who were told to act more like boys
And for girls who were told only play with girl toys.

The voiceless, forgotten, plagued by disease.
God help us please, please, please.

Maybe one day you'll stop alternating between 13 hours of eating and 13 hours of sleeping and do something about it with what I guess could've been a 26 hour day.




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    General CommentI think JB listens to a lot of Ani DiFranco. But this seems forced, a little.
    werechickon July 04, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI agree. His music is horrid.
    MLuckon July 01, 2009   Link
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    General CommentThis song is an incredible allegory that invites his listeners to think about issues on a global context, a regional context, and a personal context. He presents these issues that mainstream America understands and continually debates equivocally and with bias, but there is a lingering subtext permeating the lyrics: what about gay-stream America. We get these lines like "Instead of making friends with Dorothy they're thrown to the tornado," which alludes to the cliched metaphor referencing the gay population and its inability to be accepted by the country as a whole. With each issue that he presents (i.e. - abortion, women voting, elected officials, etc...), there is a general tone or subtext bringing the listeners attention to the gay community. His stanzas act dually to provide the listener with this secondariness, and he emphasizes the undertone through his elongating or abruption of certain words and syllables as he sings.

    This is a rough analysis that needs a lot more thought and time to develop, but I believe that i have made my point clear: that this song is meant to be interpreted as an allegory for the inequality the gay community experiences. Feel free to argue.
    wbingham07on December 10, 2010   Link

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