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Orange alert!

Who ever thought this little Canadian girl
would sing a song about a Texas sunrise?

Well it wasn’t as romantic as it sounds, I can tell you that much:
I was at a motel 6 and it was still dark outside

I can tell you, I was tired: I’d been traveling for days,
all the way from Toronto to Amarillo,
and it was 5 in the morning, I was seeing highways in my mind,
couldn’t keep my head on my pillow

so I got outta bed, shirt over my head,
stepped into my shoes and started running
I ran thru the dark, through Amarillo suburbs and parks
I ran back to my motel humming

there were soldiers in the lobby, sucking back coffee
and donuts, yeah the breakfast complimentary
to their all-American wear, their green suits and black boots and crew cut hair
who can blame me for thinking it’s a little scary

to see soldiers in the lobby of your Motel 6
when it’s 6 am in America,
and there’s a television on, it’s singing that same old song
beware, beware, beware
of terror

it’s an orange alert
orange alert! orange alert!
in the corner of the CNN cable
it’s orange alert next to the weather report
and it’s orange alert next to the traffic report
and it’s orange alert next to the stock market report
yeah we could all die at any minute
yeah any minute you could die,
we take this risk, this risk, this great risk of being alive,
and there are so many people so much braver than I,
all I risked this morning
was to run before sunrise.

But any minute you could die,
any minute you could die
you could die in the air
you could die on the road
the night club you are dancing in could explode

but this is not why
it’s orange alert! orange alert! orange alert!
going out to the nation
in the name of god, in the name of righteous salvation
while AIDS kills off the African population
please, America, stop with your threats:
there is already enough death
but we’ll sit by
watching Africa die
Spending hundreds of billions of dollars dropping bombs on Iraq
a measly few billion contributed to the far more insidious attack
of a virus, spreading with terrifying speed….
is a war on “terror” really what we need?
with 8000 Africans succumbing each day to this terrible disease

but they say beware, beware, beware
terror could be anywhere
we take this risk, this risk, this great risk of being alive:
the struggle of so many just to survive

What about a war on injustice?
What about a war on poverty?
What about a war on the morons
Who cut funding to education, propagate misinformation?
But instead it’s orange alert! Orange alert!
Any minute you could die! Any minute you could die!

and there is not one bomb dropped that ever brought peace,
there is not one bomb dropped that ever brought peace

But back here at the motel 6,
it’s just another day on the rise,
I’ve gotta pack my bags, I’ve got miles to drive,
I’ll put more gas in the car, I’ll fuel that economy
I’ll leave the army watching the TV
in defense of America the free
CNN’s war of justice,
a war on the wrong by the right,
an end to all terror,
but George —
I’m afraid of heights!
I have a fear of spaces to tight,
I have reason to be terrified to walk alone at night —
do you intend to put an end
to these terrors, too, with your show of might?
I wish you could end my terror, I wish you could end my terror!
But there is not one bomb dropped that ever brought peace!
I wish you could end my terror, I wish you could end my terror
’cause I’m terrified that your media is all manufactured,
I’m afraid of why we’re all getting cancer,
I’m afraid of leaders who don’t make grammatical sense,
I’m afraid of illegally elected presidents,
I’m afraid of this drive through your country filled to the teeth with terrified people:
buying up all Wal-Mart’s duct tape so they can escape, seal themselves off
from biological warfare, they don’t want to hold up a mirror
and see what it is really there:
a country living rich off the backs of the poor,
a dependence on oil: an unjustified war
and a president does whatever he wants anyway,
no matter what the people of his country or the people of the world say:
now, that’s the kind of terror
I’m afraid of
these days.

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