Rockland

Hold back the edges of your gowns
You asked for hell — elected clowns
With no dissent for how things are
Or gently pushed beneath a car
Our leaders are assassin’s friends
And we aren’t needed for their ends
No industry or open wars
They cut health care and lock the doors
But I’m with you if you’re with me
Take my hand
I’m with you in Rockland
I’m with you in Rockland
And don’t it make you wanna howl?
So, where’s the champion of Mary Queen O’Scots?
And liberty and chivalry?
To damn the MI5 for C.N.D
I need someone with a memory
Of what we used to mean by morally
And all we can find is old Jack Ruby
When the victor rewrites history
The napalm lights his vanity
I’m with you if you’re with me
Take my hand
I’m with you in Rockland
I’m with you in Rockland
And don’t it make you wanna howl?
Josephine, the singer called
She made a comeback in the psychiatric ward
Where the shock is mightier than the sword
And the adverts obscure the blackboard
And chalk is something we can’t afford
And the only class is how to be bored
But my hopes are still on the soul horse
This is my Woody for president waltz
'Cause I’m with you if you’re with me
Take my hand
I’m with you in Rockland
I’m with you in Rockland
And don’t it make you wanna howl?
I’m with you in Rockland
I’m with you in Rockland
And don’t it make you wanna howl?