God & The FBI

Lyricist: Janis Lan    Composer: Janis Lan

Mama's making mimeos
Pete's on the stereo
singing 'bout freedom
bugs in the bedroom
Big investigation
danger to the nation

Search and seizure
Better buy yourself a lawyer
We know you're a member
saw you under cover
Are you hiding evidence
none of this makes any sense

They called the FBI
I had to disappear

Called the T-men, G-men, see you at the scene men
told them I was hiding here
They could fingerprint my heart
I knew it from the start

Ain't no place for a face to hide
from God and the FBI

Commies, pinkos
reds at the windows
foreign agitators
running elevators
J. Edgar Hoover in a pink tutu
Investigating anyone who thinks like you
Welcome to the fifties
you look a little shifty

They called the FBI
I had to disappear

Called the T-men, G-men, see you at the scene men
told them I was hiding here
They could fingerprint my heart
I knew it from the start

Ain't no hole for a soul to hide
from God and the FBI

Stay flat, don't rat
what's a proletariat
Stalin was a democrat
Washington is where it's at
Every politician
is a sewer of ambition

Hide me, Hide you
better hide the baby too
We demand an interview
How long have you been a Jew
We can make you testify
Freedom is no alibi

They called the FBI
I had to disappear

Called the T-men, G-men, see you at the scene men
told them I was hiding here
They could fingerprint my heart
I knew it from the start

Ain't no place for a face to hide
from God and the FBI