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You see the plane in the distance
You see the flame in the sky
See the young ones running for cover
See the old ones wondering why
They tell us that the world is a dangerous place
We live in a terrible time
But in Hiroshima, New York or in Baghdad
It's the innocent who die for the crime

Not in my name
Not in my name
Not in my name
Not in my name

The witnesses watch through the window
Their hearts locked in horror and pain
At the man lying strapped to a gurney
As the poison is pumped through his veins
And I'm wondering who are the prisoners
Who holds the lock and the key
Who holds the power over life, over death
When will we finally be free?

Not in my name
Not in my name
Not in my name
Not in my name

We stray and we stumble in seeking the truth
And wonder why it's so hard to find
But an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
Leaves the whole world toothless and blind

Through the ages I have watched all your holy wars
Your jihads, your Crusades
I have been used as inspiration, I've been used as an excuse
For the murder and the misery you've made
I thought I made it clear in the Bible
In the Torah and in the Koran
What is it in my teaching about loving your enemies
That you people don't understand?

Not in my name
Not in my name
Not in my name
Not in my name.
 
We don't know what we're talking about
That's just words in our libretto
I don't know if the sum of our stretto will end up a terrible shout
We left the ground and we floated above this town that never got better
We got drowned in the sea of love and I know that it's gonna get wetter
We're like bad harmony
We're like bad harmony
We're a couple of wannabees who do not know what they are doing we're like bad harmony
We're like bad harmony
We are good compnay going down the road to ruin I hope we will better
I hope we will better
I hope we will better
 
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Talking of sex can be done
I mean, the abstraction of music's confusing, that's all
The directness of sex is more fun

And the road that will lead you to both of them
Is known for the races and wrecks
But there's less of a mystery in music
If we just get some directions from sex
Sacred ground
The big machine is moving
Sacred ground
We're standing in the way
Sacred ground
They want to pave it over
Sacred ground
Make it all the same
Well, at first you say you'll just do it for love
But then you do it with friends, right
As soon as you do it for money
Right there's where the innocence ends
How will you navigate between better and worse
With just these numbers of people to count?
The pop charts are just cutting notches
For the number of units you mount
When spirit gets lost in accounting
The counting takes its toll
You find yourself craving more numbers
It's the sex-drug of rock and roll
And it leads you to strange addictions
Like image, marketing spin
Just trying to get them to like you, that's what you think
How could that be such a sin?
Sacred ground
The big machine is moving
Sacred ground
We're standing in the way
Sacred ground
They want to pave it over
Sacred ground
Make it all the same
Well, what do you want them to like you for? See
That's the question to ask, that's the question
Would it help you if everyone knew your face
If that face were only a mask?
And why do you want them to like you?
What change are you trying to bring?
Or do you lust after just their attention
Do you want them to come when you sing?
Sacred ground
The big machine is moving
Sacred ground
We're standing in the way
Sacred ground
They want to pave it over
Sacred ground
Make it all the same
What you tryin' to do?
What you tryin' to do? Capture their beauty
So that you could feel loved for an hour?
Is it the power of being attractive, no
It is just the attraction of power?
See, sex and music are much the same
We feel with hearts and skin
And what you are going to get out of them both
Is just what you put in
Sacred ground
The big machine is moving
Sacred ground
We're standing in the way
Sacred ground
They want to pave it over
Sacred ground
Make it all the same
They want to pave it
The big machine is moving
Sacred ground
We're standing in the way
Sacred ground
They want to pave it over
Sacred ground
Make it all the same
Sacred ground
 
I regret that I was misunderstood.

I should have said, "Neither of the two (quoted) statements above are lyrics."

That was all I meant. It was my typical, deliberately nonsensical response.
 
Officer
Please don't haul me in
Though I'm drunk again
I can explain
I swear to you
For a week I have
Been completely dry
Until tonight
He's been such a good example
Everything he's done for me
I couldn't bear to let him down
Monday night
Brother sat me down
Very graciously
And explained
"If I'm going to help you
I must make it very clear
Brother that I love you
But certainly I hate your sin"
So you see you can't arrest me
I swore I'd be careful not to
Further shame the family name
 
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