Album: BBC Sessions

Communication Breakdown

Her face is cracked from smiling,
All the fears that she's been hiding,
And it seems that pretty soon everybody's gonna know.
And her voice is sore from shouting,
Cheering winners who are losing,
And she worries if their days are few,
And soon they'll have to go.

My my my I'm so happy,
I'm gonna join the band,
We gonna dance and sing in celebration,
WeÚFFFF92re in the promised land.

She hears them talk of new ways,
To protect the home she lives in.
Then she wonders what it's all about,
When they break down the door.

Her name is Brown or White or Black,
You know her very well,
You hear her cries of mercy,
As the winners toll the bell.

My my my I'm so happy,
I'm gonna join the band,
We gonna sing and dance in celebration,
WeÚFFFF92re in the promised land.

There is a train that leaves the station,
Heading for your destination,
But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more.
Yes it has.
And if you walk you're gonna get there,
And though it takes a little longer,
And when you see it in the distance,
You will wring your hands and moan.