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The Great American Novel
Words and Music by: Larry Norman (So I sang this song....) I was born and raised an orphan In a land that once was free In a land that poured its love out on the moon And I grew up in the shadows Of your silos filled with grain And you never helped to fill my empty spoon. And when I was ten you murdered law With courtroom politics And you learned to make a lie sound just like truth But I know you better now And I don't fall for all your tricks And you've lost the one advantage of my youth. You kill a black man at midnight Just for talking to your daughter Then you make his wife your mistress And you leave her without water And the sheet you wear upon your face Is the sheet your children sleep on At every meal you say a prayer You don't believe but still you keep on. And your money says, "In God we trust" But it's against the law to pray in school You say, "We beat the Russians to the moon" And I say, "You starved your children to do it." You were far across the ocean But the war was not your own While you were winning theirs You almost lose the one at home Did you really think the only way To bring about real peace Was to sacrifice your children To kill all your enemies? You politicians all make speeches And the news men all take notes And they exaggerate false issues As they try to shove it down our throats Is it really up to them Whether our country sinks or floats, really? Well I wonder who would lead us If none of us would vote? My phone is tapped, my lips are chapped From whispering through the fence You know every move I make Or is that just coincidence? Well you try to make my way of life A little less like jail If I promise to send you tapes and slides And send them through the mail. Your money says, "In God we trust" But it's against the law to pray in school You say, "We beat the Russians to the moon" And I say, "You starved your children to do it" You say, "All men are equal, all men are brothers" Then why are the rich more equal than others? Don't ask me for the answers, I've only found one That a man leaves his darkness when he follows the Son.