One more young writer slid away in the night
Over the border he will drown in light
Hold it - wait a minute
I can't read my writing, my own writing!
Like tiny insects in the palm of history
A domino effect in a cloud of mystery
My writing is an iron fist
In a glove full of vaseline
Dip the fuse in the kerosene
I too become a dissident
Courting disaster we ran in the night
Wings of an angel torn in flight
Check it - verify it
It's all here in writing, down in writing!
At the hands of the press
And in the eyes of the government
I fell from grace
I too became a dissident
Like tiny insects in the palm of history
A domino effect and an early end to this story
My writing is an iron fist
In a glove full of vaseline
But dip the fuse in the kerosene
I too become a dissident.
- from The Flat Earth by Thomas Dolby (1984)
"In democratic societies political and social dissidents are supposed to be free from government pressure, but there have been notable instances of persecution, such as during the Palmer Raids." - Wikipedia
5 comments:
know who else is good? Nik Kershaw.
Careful, Fishworker--the Gonzales Raids may focus on cranky bloggers.
And hey, Star Hits, can you reprint Europa and the Pirate Twins while yer at it?
F- you both! You, feeb, with your Tommy Conwell and the Young Rumblers! And Psaur, or should I say "Mr. Go West"?
We can talk to strangers/
We are burning with the spark/
And we can walk on water/
We are tigers in the dark
Aren't we?
Yes, but We Close Our Eyes! Because I'm a rider at the gates of dawn and I take no prisoners.
tommy conwell was better than dylan.
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