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Artiste:
Shawn Phillips
Titre:
I'm An American Child (On A Nuclear Pile)
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I was born in Fort Worth, Texas with a silver spoon The war was rollin,' and the deaths were tollin' and Crosby crooned The year was '43, I started learnin' how to be and I was on my way Partisans in Italy were fighting Mussolini's team and making hay Then another two years of people shedding tears and it had all begun This bludgeon of insanity, power into vanity, to make the sun I started comprehending the beginning of the ending of the human race Now all I want to do is stop the follow-through I want to save my face Chorus: 'Cause I'm an American child on a nuclear pile I been pampered, I been hampered, now I'm slandered, yeah! Children of the twenty-first haven't got sense enough to raise their minds Too busy gettin' crazy, or learnin' to be lazy, or tryin' to find A way of bein' funny so to make a lot of money off another man's spine Capitalist prigs and communist pigs, well you are all so fine Always hypocritical, I think you're hypothetical, I will not climb Cannot get in here, can't get out of there and there is no more time And like the man said it's a pity he is dead, that all the world's a stage So if you want to keep it for the next performance, you had better rage Chorus Now I got a feelin' that what we're really needin' is a lot of love And the little man to say he can, regardless of the master plan or velvet glove Stand up his integrity, and fight the things that he can see are oh so wrong There is a good solution, and it's not a revolution, and it won't take long Let loose that want to fight go slobber through the night with their neutron bombs There is more creation in the face of devastation, there are just more slums And if you want utopia, you cannot have myopia, it must be clear And a little isolation, so to prop a falling nation, from its only fear