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Shhhh - A white face in a white crowsThe day, it starts, and it gets harder just to stand outSomeone everyone organically cam hang withOr someone cynically manipulating languageWhoever told you that we needed you to be this?We've all been sold a bill of goods if we believe itAnother warning from the well of true believers -There will be mourning in America, and we say...You summon ghosts we tried to bury in their white shroudswith burning cross and bloody crescent in the White HouseYou come on something like the faces I remember -1980, Mississippi rising from the ash and embersNever, now, can I imagine how to live with youAnother warning from the lake of people bleeding -There will be mourning in America if you keep it upUp from the sultry air of the South of a time gone byTo your mercurial mouthand where the busses in Boston that have idled for yearsRide the line to Orange County and the fare is the fearsOf the long manipulated and the willfully dumbYou better watch what you ask for'Cause someday, it might just come. Aus Songtexte Mania