Jim Gordon Blues — текст песни (The Dictators)

Alienation generation`s constipation
Consequence of years of Oprahzation
Super-concentrated self infatuation

I don`t have a clue
I don`t trust those who do
I`m just tryin to shake these
Jim Gordon Blues

Now that every word has lost its meaning
Now we know the image is deceiving
I can`t trust what I`m not believing

I don`t have a clue
I don`t trust those who do
I`m just tryin to shake these
Jim Gordon Blues

Don`t kiss it, who knows where it`s been
Don`t think it, if it might offend
Don`t chase what`s blowin in the wind

I don`t have a clue
I don`t trust those who do
I`m just tryin to shake these
Jim Gordon Blues

The voices are screaming, constantly berating
A moment of silence would be so intoxicating
The urge to kill can be so liberating

I don`t have a clue
I don`t trust those who do
I`m just tryin to shake these
Jim Gordon Blues