On the winds, as little men, we waft the scent of pride, Master words, often absurd, and pose those questions: why? As life unfolds, we’re often told Our tongues to hold, move beak when time to speak. In truth, they grow and come to be known In the selfish world we’re thrown. Some peers will pound attempts to round Our views and mind’s perspectives; Chastise, despise, give looks that cause cries, Tell lies ’bout one’s objectives.
[VERSE 2 — THE PRESSURE TO CONFORM]
In seeking sense of cause and effect, Some rebels won’t fit derbies. Such shoes abused in soft-toed ruse Define some souls as unworthy. In one-time chance, we’re given pants To fit one leg, then after, Pull up to waist, tuck shirt in place, Assume thy face—it’ll master. Who is this guy, all filled with pride, Absent long sighs in laughter? All filled with boast, obnoxious host, Appears as self-made bastard. ‘Tis one chance at life, and some play nice, Yet others expose a face of vice. In chasing views, some get confused, Define thy creeds, apply thy greed.
[REFRAIN 1 — NO DIFFERENCE HERE]
No difference here, the face is clear: ‘Tis power, fear, corruption. ‘Twill take us down, these faceless clowns; No tears for fools’ deception.
[VERSE 3 — THE HYPOCRISY OF POWER]
When caught, they’ll plead in dark suits’ tweed, Post bond, be freed; Broke laws, concede to wrongful deeds, And seek the court’s plea bargain. In crimes that rhyme with challenged times, ‘Twill allow excuses to mask abuse, Of thieves’ caused grief and claims they’ve turned a leaf. They’ll chart escapes through tall locked gates And hide in White House mansions. This face I paint of evil saints Gives view of those that take the pose. They represent the banks and mints, Impose pretense as Presidents, And dictate what gets sanctioned.
[REFRAIN 2 — NO DIFFERENCE HERE]
No difference here, the face is clear: ‘Tis power, fear, corruption. ‘Twill take us down, these faceless clowns; No tears for fools’ deception.
[CHORUS — AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL]
America the Beautiful, From sea to shining sea, A land that could make things all good If truth could just be freed.
[VERSE 4 — THE CALL TO ACTION]
Stand up and fight for what is right, And change the status quo. For if we don’t, you know they won’t, And ’twill bring more heartfelt woes. ‘Tis choice to voice, make tongues hoist joist, Entice new winds of season. Pull head from sand, insist, demand Our leaders apply sound reason.
[FINAL VERSE — THE CONSEQUENCE]
For if we fail and allow them bail For crimes of stated reasons, We’ll prove doughface can win the race And continue thy acts of treason.
[FINAL REFRAIN — NO DIFFERENCE HERE]
No difference here, the face is clear: ‘Tis power, fear, corruption. ‘Twill take us down, these faceless clowns; No tears for fools’ deception.
[FINAL CHORUS — AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL]
America the Beautiful, From sea to shining sea, A land that could make things all good If truth could just be freed.
