The Voice Behind The Gavel
© J.C. Ashbaker 9/30/20
Hear the barker, stoke the fire
Step right up, and stand in line
This three ringmaster, is a liar
The circus clowns are crooning Auld Lang Syne
In just the nick of time
No truth depends on, who believes it
Time to meet, the elephant, in the room
No one believes, but they're believing
That everybody else, believes its true
How about you
--Chorus--
How can you watch it all unravel
Casting shadows on your places, in the sun
Can't you hear the voice, behind the gavel
With the mark of the squealer in his barefaced Babylon
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If you fear your isolation
And you fear the truth won't set you free
Well you can't, pay, the cost of freedom
With borrowed money or a guarantee
Freedom, ain't free
And Do my senses still deceive me
No thanks, I think, therefore, I am
Didn't your mama ever, tell you, to be quiet
Your constant drivel simply angers Aunt and Uncle Sam
Will you just shut up, man
--Repeat Chorus--
--Bridge--
It only takes, an open mind
With the charity of heart, for all mankind
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--Repeat Chorus--
--End--
With the mark of the squealer in his barefaced Babylon
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