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Everybody Knows “ Leonard Cohen”
You know you can’t believe
all that you see on the TV.
The spin depends on the channel
that is set when you turn it on.
You must decide if you want them
to think for you or you want to think
for yourself. Remember this, when
you vote, you vote alone.
We’re all aware this country is in trouble
when truth is no longer in fashion.
When every word must be fact checked
the loss of truth can not be denied.
Everyone wants honesty with a flower on top.
We know our love is special at least
I think it is. When we’re together you
make me high, when we’re apart well,
I get distracted while loving only you.
Since distraction with someone else
is not love, then it must be okay.
So, you say I must decide. You say
it’s your way or it’s the highway. Hey
Baby, you know I’m high on you. Don’t
make me decide in times of racial strife.
All people know which lives matter,
don’t take mine away this way.
Well, the plague of Covid 19 is here. It
does not discriminate between men,
women or children. Soon one side of
beds will be empty and replaced by
memories and thoughts of coulda,
woulda, shoulda in our past lives.
I know I’ve caused you problems,
I know I’ve caused you pain. I wish
I could absorb your suffering to make
your smile return. “Everybody Knows”.
all that you see on the TV.
The spin depends on the channel
that is set when you turn it on.
You must decide if you want them
to think for you or you want to think
for yourself. Remember this, when
you vote, you vote alone.
We’re all aware this country is in trouble
when truth is no longer in fashion.
When every word must be fact checked
the loss of truth can not be denied.
Everyone wants honesty with a flower on top.
We know our love is special at least
I think it is. When we’re together you
make me high, when we’re apart well,
I get distracted while loving only you.
Since distraction with someone else
is not love, then it must be okay.
So, you say I must decide. You say
it’s your way or it’s the highway. Hey
Baby, you know I’m high on you. Don’t
make me decide in times of racial strife.
All people know which lives matter,
don’t take mine away this way.
Well, the plague of Covid 19 is here. It
does not discriminate between men,
women or children. Soon one side of
beds will be empty and replaced by
memories and thoughts of coulda,
woulda, shoulda in our past lives.
I know I’ve caused you problems,
I know I’ve caused you pain. I wish
I could absorb your suffering to make
your smile return. “Everybody Knows”.
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