purplesheep
April 20th, 2001, 09:22 PM
outside it's america!
outside it's america!
So I'm back in my hotel room with Johnnie Coltrane and the love supreme. In the next room I hear some woman scream out that her lover's turning off, turning on the television. And I can't tell the difference between ABC news, Hill Street Blues, and a preacher on the old time gospel hour stealing money from the sick and the old.
Well the God I believe in isn't short of cash, mister.
I feel a long way from the hills of San Salvador, where the sky is ripped open, and the rain pours through a gaping wound...pelting the women and children...pelting the women and children...
...who run...who run...into the arms...of America.
U2 rocks. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif
jb!
outside it's america!
So I'm back in my hotel room with Johnnie Coltrane and the love supreme. In the next room I hear some woman scream out that her lover's turning off, turning on the television. And I can't tell the difference between ABC news, Hill Street Blues, and a preacher on the old time gospel hour stealing money from the sick and the old.
Well the God I believe in isn't short of cash, mister.
I feel a long way from the hills of San Salvador, where the sky is ripped open, and the rain pours through a gaping wound...pelting the women and children...pelting the women and children...
...who run...who run...into the arms...of America.
U2 rocks. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif
jb!