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The Lyrics of Terry Hubbard |
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State Of Nowhere |
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written 1991 © 1991 - 2010 by T. Hubbard
Oh,
I come from the state of Nowhere in
the middle of the land of None, where
scattered bones of yesterday lie
bleachin’ in the sun.
Sometimes
I think I hear them singin’, and
it makes me want to sing along, but
the Whore of Desolation’s tellin’ me the
song is all wrong.
Tellin’ me the song is all wrong.
You
taught me about freedom, preached
to me of right, and
then showed me on the TV, all
the horror and the strife.
And
I didn’t want to believe it, in
my bright and sunny sky, but
the corporate abomination made
me look, made me cry. Made
me look, made me cry.
You
heard all about me, I’m the one you will deny. I’ll
teach your children everything; reveal
the truth, reveal the lie, but
I just want to play in the garden with
my friends, and have a real good time, but
this monster of man’s creation demands
a reason. and a rhyme, demands
a reason. and a rhyme
Oh,
I come from the state of Nowhere in
the middle of the land of None, where
shattered dreams of yesterday lie
bleachin’ in the sun.
Sometimes
I think I hear them singin’, and
it makes me want to sing along, but
the Whore of Desolation’s tellin’ me the
song is all wrong. Tellin’
me the song is all wrong. I
can’t believe they're tellin’ me the
song is all wrong.
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