Don't Ask Me Questions - Graham Parker

    Crimson autograph is what we leave behind, Everywhere man set foot.
    War mongers laughing loud behind a painted face
    Throwing titbits to the crowd then blowing up the place.

    Hey Lord don't ask me questions, Hey Lord don't ask me questions
    Hey Lord don't ask me questions please!
    Hey Lord don't ask me questions, Hey Lord don't ask me questions
    Hey Lord ain't no answer in me. (Solo)

    Well I stand up for liberty but can't liberate
    Pent up agony I see you take first place.
    Well who does this treachery I shout with bleeding hand
    Is it you or is it me well I never will understand.

    Well I see the thousands screaming rushing for the cliffs
    Just like lemmings into the sea, Well well well
    Who waves his mighty hand and breaks the precious rules?
    Well the same one must understand who wasted all these fools.

    Ain't no answer in me no, Ain't no answer in me
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