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In-progress track from upcoming "Local artist." LP

Lyrics

ALL I CAN SAY
(Timothy Brickley & David Rheins)

You’ll finally know the truth, my friend,
when it comes knocking on your door.
When it grabs you ‘round the throat, my friend,
and throws you to the floor.
When it stomps your lifeless body blue
and you’re gasping for your air.
You’ve almost reached the end, my friend,
with your thinning, graying hair.

All I can say - I got nothing to say.
All I can say - I got nothing to say.
All I can say - I got nothing to say.
I’m leaving today, I’m going away.

Missiles in the Mediterranean,
nuclear waste under the stadium.
Boys in the desert dying for petroleum,
homeless starving in front of the museum.
Toxic clouds, hypnotized crowds,
for crying out loud, we’re just waiting for God.

All I can say - I got nothing to say.
All I can say - I got nothing to say.
All I can say - I got nothing to say.
¬ I’m leaving today, I’m going away.

(And we beat her to the ground,
until Mother Earth cried,
“It’s not yours, motherfuckers,
It’s mine.”)

Copyright 1990, Timothy Brickley & David Rheins.