Fear At The Fringes (I Am Afraid)
demo for DePotorLand with Guitars and Vocal by George Potor
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Story behind the song
A look at the poisonous and irrational political climate in the USA in 2010
Lyrics
Small words, big sound,
High stakes, low ground,
Short take, long nose,
Old shoe, new clothes.
Screamin’ bloody murder in the middle of the day;
Tearin’ off the roof ‘cause a teacher is gay.
Whenever somethin’ scares ‘em, wanna lock it in a cage.
Angry at the Government, fillin’ up with rage.
Chorus:
I am afraid of the fear at the fringes,
I am afraid of a race to the Center,
I am afraid
Red face, blue hand,
Real hair, fake tan,
Silk tie, cheap suit,
Felt hat, jack boot.
The overwhelming ignorance, impossible to miss,
A carnival of shame, you can hear the cobra hiss.
Cryin’ an’ wailin’ helps electrify the air;
It’s all about the spectacle caught up in glare.
Chorus
Sore throat, clear eye,
Mad moon, sad sky,
Sharp wit, dull blade,
Sun rise, night raid.
Falling down the steps, run against the wind,
Spittin’ in the fountain where the hippies used to swim.
Think they won’t like it, quick to shut it down;
Won’t hear nuthin’ but the shoutin’ in this town.
Chorus
