Chuck Prophet - Statehouse (Burning in the Rain)

Lyrics

Yes indeed it's oh so very nice of you to ask

Still I can't help wondering if I'm equal to the task

Of washing up and getting dressed and waiting on a train

To come so far to watch the Statehouse burn down in the rain

Well, the highway's choked with minivans and traitors heading west

Here I am still wheezing like a sick bird in a nest

My heart is weak, my face is long, I'm not up to the strain

To breathe the smoke and watch the Statehouse burn down in the rain

Well I'm not your father

And I'm not your lover

Something is rising

And it's boiling over

You'd better take cover

You'd better take cover

Something is rising

And it's boiling over

The Governor kept telling us he was the People's voice

He said the time is high for all of us to make a choice

Then he jammed his little finger in a rusty weather vane

And ran out of the Statehouse as it burned down in the rain

It's easy making plans out walking in the sun

Any fool can kick an old man down on the ground and turn and run

But it's gonna take some doing, yeah, some doing to explain

All the cheers the night the Statehouse burned down in the rain

I'm not your father

I'm not your lover

Something is rising

And it's boiling over

You'd better take cover

You'd better take cover

Something is rising

And it's boiling over

Oh yeah

The pillars and the amber waves, the bannisters and such

All that seemed too far away, too far away to touch

We never found the numbers or the language to complain

Until the night the Statehouse up and burned down in the rain