Face The Nation Lyrics by John Hiatt

Face The Nation Lyrics

    My mind is finally clearing
    What is this sound i'm hearing?
    Chainsaws on bone and gristle
    Carving out a new epistle
    I've got my pencil sharpened
    I will not be disheartened
    I won't be disenchanted
    Even though the news is slanted

    Face the nation
    Face the nation
    Face the nation

    I see you shaping nooses
    Sixty minutes of excuses
    Airwaves and wire service
    Trying to make me nervous
    Your problem's overrated
    Your headaches are inflated
    No talk now, only chatter
    Little chipmunk, what's the matter?

    Face the nation
    Face the nation
    Face the nation

    I'm entertaining notions
    Propelled by raw emotions
    Put down your time and newsweek
    Listen to me when i speak
    There is no pulse to finger
    No waves of grain to bring her
    No purple mountain story
    And no epoch of glory

    Face the nation
    Face the nation
    Face the nation

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