Brian Kirk & The Jerks Witness
Hey my brother are you free? Shaking up the pages of my history The waking hours before my eyes Are shattered by illusions creeping, into lies I walk along with ageless songs like something I could be Can I get a ",witness for me? The letter writing, slowed me down From the crowd this clown appears to wear a frown Pulling teeth to tune it in And rustle up enthusiasm from within Hey ma, I have saved the human race from blind reality... Can I get a witness for me Trouble me cause it troubles you The music in your mind a black expressive fortitude Hesitate and I'll bleed some more For my minds an open chest contents ravaged by the poor I'll wait for you to take your view on how I ought to be Can I....witness for me