Story Behind The Song
A lot of things in our world that need to be noted. Is the print just much to large for us to focus on?
Song Description
War, polution, GMOs, Jesus and a whore.
Song Length |
6:14 |
Genre |
Folk - Traditional, Folk - Traditional |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Disturbed, Troubled |
Subject |
Justice, Earth |
Similar Artists |
Neil Young |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Where Is The Wall
Here is a story that I hope you'll listen to.
Every finger's pointing, and mine's pointing too,
But the fingers are just reaching, accusing me and you.
The leaders of our nation,soldiers of the world,
Standing on the battle lines, the flags of war unfurled,
Many mother's babies will die before it ends,
Battle visions bind the minds of all of those who live.
(chorus)
Where is the wall that the handwriting's on?
Do you think that we could read it,
If the writing weren't so small?
Or is the print just much too large
For us to focus on?
Many mighty nations making more and more warheads,
Military reasoning, more and more prevents,
If they don't we won't, seems to make some sense,
If they do, we do, ain't nobody left!
(chorus)
I had myself a vision, it was something like a dream.
There was Jesus and this lady, standing there alone,
A crowd of people gathered round them,
Standing there alone...All of them were laughing.
And all were throwing stones.
Did you see that green potato
They mated with a fish?
It glows luminescent
Don't put in your dish.
Wheb the water table's low,
The tator starts to glow.
Now the glowing water flows,
In a million toilet bowls.
Chorus
Do you see the haze a floating
Over there beyond the ridge?
Long ago so natural
It danced above the trees
Coal fires burning so brown
It turns the leaves
Lights on in my house,
Means lights out for the trees.
(chorus)
Did you see that plastic island
Floating out upon the deep?
It has no pristine mountans,No rivers lakes or trees.
We throw our garbage out,
It foats into the sea.
Little fishes eat it,
Then so do we.
Chorus
Beans and rice, rice and beans,
Makes you feel so good.
Scientists can altar them
To taste like actual food.
Monsanto stock goes up,
But the food won't meet our needs.
chorus
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