The Longest Distance Between Two Points

This is the longest distance between two points, written August 2nd '91 at 7 o'clock p.m
You know right after we eat our dinner and wipe the grease off our mouths

Children in a circle, popping stones, and in a circle, they did fall
Black stones, white ones, ones with bones, when they were done the children had no stones

Men in a circle, beating up Joe, taking turns passing him around
Joe stood up, Joe went down, Joe was black, lots of laughter going round

Women in a circle, throwing rocks, stoning a witch they caught by the docks
Didn't ask her questions, saw it in her eyes, killed her baby too, who was staring at the sky

Children in a circle
Children in a circle, telling jokes, children in a circle, telling lies
At least they can change, it's really not their fault, they do not know what they knew, they know what they were taught

Soldiers in a circle, bodies piled high, a pool of blood beneath them, faces hard and white
Pictures of their loved ones hidden in their boots
Relieved of light they breathe no more, relieved of rings and loots

Politicians in a circle, a table big and wide, in their ivory towers where it's easier to hide
Who's to say, who's to know, exactly what goes on
If they sleep with monkeys who creep them son at dawn

Children in a circle
Children in a circle, singing songs in rhyme, songs about the slaves, witchcraft and the war
They sing about the president, they sing about the lord
They sing about candy, ice cream and their dogs
Sing about games to play in the dark, sing about what to do when you get big
Sing about how to make a gun from a twig, sing about circles and holes that are big
Sing about mothers and fathers
Sing about sisters and brothers
Sing about the circle they're in
Let's play a game, and we'll see who will win
Children in a circle
Children in a circle
Children in a circle
Children in a circle