It's Sick by Daniel Amos
It's Sick by Daniel Amos

It’s Sick

Daniel Amos * Track #4 On Vox Humana

It’s Sick Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
We cannot sense, we cannot know
What they're going through over there
Bodies dropping in the snow
Russians marching everywhere
It's history that cannot be
Felt by tiny souls
Inside this chest beats a plastic heart
And pleasure is its goal

[Chorus]
It's sick, and I got it on my TV
It's sick when I don't feel a thing
It's sick, and I get a little queasy
When somebody tells me it's only a game
(It's sick)

[Verse 2]
The black man, he knows the score
He's tied to shores so strange and foreign
Like bombs of war that scar the western front
A sense of history leaves his heart in ruins
We cannot sense, we cannot know
What he's going through today
Men still burn crosses on the knoll
And drag his weary soul away

[Chorus]
It's sick, and I got it on my TV
It's sick when I don't feel a thing
It's sick, and I get a little queasy
When somebody tells me it's only a game
(It's sick)

[Verse 3]
Our trial is which car to buy
Temptation is that extra dessert
In the land of orange juice
You're better off with the right kind of shirt
But take away the naïveté
Expose the sources of our fears
We'll run to missiles if we're pushed that far
Proceed to blow it all away!

[Chorus]
It's sick, and I got it on my TV
It's sick when I don't feel a thing
It's sick, and I get a little queasy
When somebody tells me it's only a game
(It's sick)

It’s Sick Q&A

Who wrote It’s Sick's ?

It’s Sick was written by Terry Scott Taylor.

Who produced It’s Sick's ?

It’s Sick was produced by Rob Watson & Terry Scott Taylor.

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