Текст песни John Hiatt - Face The Nation
John Hiatt - Face The Nation слова песни
My mind is finally clearingWhat is this sound Im hearing? Chainsaws on bone and gristleCarving out a new epistleIve got my pencil sharpenedI will not be disheartenedI wont be disenchantedEven though the news is slantedFace the nationFace the nationFace the nationI see you shaping noosesSixty minutes of excusesAirwaves and wire serviceTrying to make me nervousYour problems overratedYour headaches are inflatedNo talk now, only chatterLittle chipmunk, whats the matter? Face the nationFace the nationFace the nationIm entertaining notionsPropelled by raw emotionsPut down your time and newsweekListen to me when I speakThere is no pulse to fingerNo waves of grain to bring herNo purple mountain storyAnd no epoch of gloryFace the nationFace the nationFace the nation