We live in a political world
Where love don't have any place
Were living in times where men commit crimes
And crime don't have a face
We live in a political world
Icicles hangin' 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 misguided as hell
Leaving no one to pick up the trail
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
Courage is a thing of the past
The houses are haunted, children aren't wanted
Your next day could be your last
We live in a political world
The one we can see and feel
But there's no one to check, it's all a stacked deck
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We all know for sure that it's real
We live in a political world
The cities are 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 could travel anywhere and hang yourself there
You've always got more than enough rope
We live in a political world
Turning and a-thrashing 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
Where peace is not welcome at all
It's turned away from the door to wander some more
Or put up against the wall
We live in a political world
Every thing's hers and his
Climb into the flame and shout God's name
But you're not even sure what it is
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Tayloreh
I hate all these websites! Why do they have to be so kitschy? I hope people have the intelligence. Listen to Mr Dylan, really interpret. Taylor Abrahamse
Tayloreh
He's got it all straight. His ties a little worn. But the field is still sprinin'. And everybody's snorin'. So what do you expect, if you cash your check, and your greenbacks start a'smokin? Someone dropped the omen, so you could utter your "amen". Someone dialed the number that no one was a'callin. Words may be the appetite, but love is where they sleep. You can't expect a judgment, when too wound to release.