Amen - Paula Cole, Roger Moutenot

I’m siphoning gass from the high school bus

Into the tank of my beat-up bug

So I can drive away from the shouting and misery

I drive into the night, to the hill, to the water tower

To lie on my back and drink in the meteor shower

Knowing that many men have lain as i do now

Ptolemy, Copernicus, Carl Jung

Pondering his existence, pondering,

Is God with me now?

And I look to the sky

And I ask these questions

Yes, I feel something I don’t understand

Can somebody say Amen?

My life is but a short and precious seed

Like three seasons of life in a leaf on a tree

And when I cascade to the ground I will not be done

I will mingle with the earth and give life

To the roots again

Can somebody say Amen?

And I look to the sky

And I ask these questions

Yes, I feel something I don’t understand

Can somebody say Amen?

Amen for the drivers in their garbage trucks

Amen for our mothers, for the lust to fuck

Amen for the child with innocent eyes

Amen for Kevorkian and the right to die

Amen for NASA, The NSA

It’s all a front anyway

Amen for Marilyn Manson, Saddam Hussein

Amen for America and the Milky Way.

Amen for Elvis, for Betty Page

Amen for Gloria Steinham and Ronald Reagan

Amen for O.J., Clinton too

Amen for the Republican witch hunt coup

Amen for Gandhi, for Malcolm X

Amen for the uprising of the weaker sex