A Protest Song Is A Song That's

The Painter Paints His Brushes Black, Through The Canvas Runs A Crack, Portrait Of The Pain Never Answers Back...

She's Staring Down Her Desires, While They're Staring Down Her Dress.

And I Won't Be Laughing At The Lies When I'm Goneand I Can't Question How Or When Or Why When I'm Gonecan't Live Proud Enough To Die When I'm Goneso I Guess I'll Have To Do It While I'm Here.

A Protest Song Is A Song That's So Specific That You Cannot Mistake It For Bullshit.

There Is An Urgent Need For Americans To Look Deeply Into Themselves And Their Actions, And Musical Poetry Is Perhaps The Most Effective Mirror Available. Every Newspaper Headline Is A Potential Song.