Discipline
Steven Van Zandt (Blue Midnight Music, 1989)
[Feel good? Feel great
Wanna dance? No escape
I don't know but I been told
My government is out of control
Tired of losin' I wanna win
I think I need some discipline]
You're hysterical - calm down
Ain't solvin' nothin' talkin' so loud
You're blaming everybody pointing your finger
It's confrontation time laughing at you in the mirror
Everybody's got their own agenda
Everybody thinks only theirs matters
So the merry go round goes round and round
We're much too proud to walk on common ground
Mama ain't got no discipline
Daddy ain't got no discipline
Sister ain't got no discipline
Brother ain't got no discipline
Government got no discipline
I ain't got no discipline - no discipline
I was born in an outlaw nation
Preaching by example - no laws or treaties sacred
While America says no to drugs
It's our own government bringing it in and covering up
Are you strong inside - are you tough enough
Why are we so afraid to love
Are you flexible are you still the same
Why are we so afraid of change
Mama ain't got no discipline
Daddy ain't got no discipline
Sister ain't got no discipline
Brother ain't got no discipline
Government got no discipline
I ain't got no discipline - no discipline
I believe in the fantasy of America
No more oil - no more fur
No more raping Mother Earth
It's martial art or martial law
Police yourself or be just another victim of the war
I believe in the fantasy of America
Not the illusion
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