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Oh Mercy session 3, The Studio, New Orleans LA - 8.mar.1989, alternate take
We live in a political world
Love don't have any place
We're living in times where men commit crimes
And crime don't have a face.
We live in a political world
Icicles hanging down
Wedding bells ring and angels sing
And clouds cover up the ground.
We live in a political world
Wisdom is thrown into jail
It rots in a cell, is misguarded as hell
Leaving no one to pick up a trail.
We live in a political world
Truth is the outlaw of life
It's hunted and slain and there's no one to blame
Or put under a doctor's knife.
We live in a political world
Where the word is a broken down lie
The peddling of dreams, nothin's what it seems
Nothing more than hello and goodbye.
We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank,
Life is in mirrors, death disappears
Up the steps into the nearest bank.
We live in a political world
Concience don't have a clue
You climb into bed, talk outta your head
But you're not even sure that it's you.
We live in a political world
Courage is a thing of the past
Houses are haunted, children are unwanted
The next day could be your last.
We live in a political world
The one we can see and can feel
But there's no one to check, it's all a stacked deck
We all know for sure that it's real.
We live in a political world,
In the cities of a lonesome fear
Little by little you turn in the middle
But you're never sure why you're here.
We live in a political world
Under the microscope
You can travel anywhere and hang yourself there
You always got more than enough rope.
We live in a political world
That's what it's all about
As soon as you're awake, you're trained to take
What looks like the easy way out.
We live in a political world
Everything's a little bit strange
Prayers are prayed and orders are obeyed
And everything is subject to change.
We live in a political world
Senseless men set the pace
You can force yourself in with a smile and a grin
But you're better to stay out of the race.
We live in a political world
World of wine, women, and song
You could make it through without the first two
Boy, without the third you wouldn't last long.
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