Julie Christensen – The Laughing Men (2019)
Bandcamp
The Laughing Men
They feel no pain
They get their pleasure from the sound
Of the dragging of your chain
The Laughing Men
They feel no pain
They get their pleasure from the sound
Of the dragging of your chain
Out under the shade and cool
Of the Yellow-Poplar trees
Grinning man told eighteen girls
About the birds and bees
And people called him “Senator,”
As they did for twenty-six years
The laughing man in Washington
Drunk on salty tears
The Laughing Men… (chorus 1)
Out of the one hundred souls
There were only forty-eight
Who carried out their solemn oath
(To)Try and right the ship of state
It’s not the thing I want to do
But I’ll pray, and hope She hears,
For the Laughing Men in Washington
Drunk on hate and fear
Oh, The Laughing Men (and the women too)
Got chicken skin
They wear it knowing that the time
Of our patience is wearing thin
So they pull your chain
And they pull it tight
But if you keep standing
They’re gonna fall down
In their own blight
Yeah if you keep marching
They’re gonna fall down
Maybe Tonight
If you keep marching
They’re gonna fall down
In their own blight
But if you keep marching
They’re gonna fall down
Maybe tonight.
