Don't Drink The Water
Deer Creek Music Theater, Noblesville IN
06.28.97

Jason Fenter  grndbnd@defnet.com

All those before our father's story
Who braved the ocean to find the land over sea
A place where they might raise a free family
And decide what direction to dream.

Swore I would see this golden day
Built on the head of land (?)
So we did ...
Where would we build this land of gold
Who will provide soldiers and bullets to clear the road
The weight on the shoulders of slaves to drive
Said I would call it home ...
Call it home

And so we do say to these our new neighbors
You must move on, or we will bury you
We will bury you
And so we do say to these our new neighbors
You must move on, or we will bury you

[yelling]

Oh, and they died and fell to dream
Stolen the language, stolen the sweet heartbeat
[incoherent Davemumble]
We have erased these good people with our silly human race
[incoherent Davemumble]
Said I would call it home ...

And so we do say to these our new neighbors
You must move on, or we will bury you
We will bury you
And so we do say to these our new strangers
You must move on, or we will bury you

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York island
From the Redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters,
This land was made for ...

[yelling]