If We Leave Them Now
(with apologies to Peter Cetera and Chicago)
If I deceive you now, I’ll make our stay the biggest travesty…
Oooo yo! Ain’t no way we go….
These Iraqi vows… don’t take away my heart and make me flee…
Oooo yo! Baby we can’t go….
A love for war was Rove’s… his cards not mine…
How could we schlep it all away?
I’d love to spar with those who will not mind…
How can I draft them for the fray?
When the sorrow comes then we’re both beset…
Things in sad decay…
A love for war was Rove’s… his cards not mine…
How could we schlep it all away?
I’d love to spar with those who will not mind…
How could I draft them all today?
Then tomorrow comes and we’ll all regret…
Things in sad decay…
If we just flee somehow… the stakes impale the very heart of me…
Oooo yo ! Say it just ain’t so…
Whole world… just got to buy my lies…
No, maybe we can’t go
Ooo manna, I just got to get to heaven, yeah…
Our guns and cars… can’t leave them all behind…
I like these better, for how Bush feels when he has to face the press.
Waiting for the break of day
Searching for something to say
Flashing lights against the sky
Giving up I close my eyes
Sitting cross-legged on the floor
25 or 6 to 4
Staring blindly into space
Getting up to splash my face
Wanting just to stay awake
Wondering how much I can take
Should I try to do some more
25 or 6 to 4
Feeling like I ought to sleep
Spinning room is sinking deep
Searching for something to say
Waiting for the break of day
25 or 6 to 4
25 or 6 to 4
A great song and personal blast from the past… thanks BooMan!