National Insecurity Lyrics page

Track Listing

  1. Waitin for the Sun to Go Down
  2. If You Don't Step Up
  3. High Noon in America (instrumental)
  4. How Long?
  5. Again
  6. At the Zoo
  7. Feed Everyone
  8. It's a Mystery
  9. Electric Succotash (instrumental)
  10. Three Whole Days
  11. Tomorrow
  12. Tell Me What's Going On
  13. If the World Won't Rock
  14. Colony Collapse (instrumental)
  15. The Decider
  16. Take It Back


Waitin' for the Sun to Go Down

(Mishler)

Waitin' ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... down on freedom
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... down on justice

Let's talk about the American flag.
It's not just a red-white-and-blue ra-a-ag
Where there's chaos and fear,
It ought to mean that the good guys are here

But they're waitin' for the sun go down ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... on our sense of humanity
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... on the rule of law

Those terrorism boys are so bad:
We've betrayed every value we had.
Only the darkest intentions
Forsake Geneva's Conventions

But they're waitin' for the sun go down ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... down on equality
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun to go down ...
Waitin' for the curtain to fall ... on our grand experiment

They say if we get hit one more time,
Our Bill of Rights won't be worth a di-i-ime
This freedom-lovin' fool disagrees.
That blessed piece o' paper's all that keeps us free

Still they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... down on compassion
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun to go down ...
Waitin' for the hunger for war ... to devour God's abundance of peace

They think endless war makes people free,
But forced occupation isn't liberty
Enhanced interrogation ...
Disgraces our nation

And they're waitin' for the sun go down ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... down on privacy
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... on the pursuit of happiness

They violate judicial review
Ignore the FISA law protecting me and you-ou-ou
In secret, what really happened?
Whose thoughts were they tapping?

While waitin' for the sun go down ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... on accountability
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun to go down ...
Waitin' for abusers of power ... to sabotage our principles

We've got freedom, but we're afraid to use it
If we don't, we're just gonna lose it
There is a solution:
Let's stick to the Constitution

Still they're waitin' Yea ... waitin' for the sun to go down ...
Waitin' for the curtain to fall ... on our grand experiment
Yea they're waitin' ... waitin' for the sun ...
Waitin' for the sun to go down ... down on America

Bill Mishler: Lead vocals, drums
Chris Purdum: Backup vocals, bass
Tom Thompson: Rhythm guitar
Hank Van Buren: Lead guitar



If You Don't Step Up

(Purdum/Thompson/Mishler)

Human goodness doesn't get very far
The Dark Ages don't seem to far from where we are
People fighting for their "sacred belief"
People dying. No one giving relief

Those that could help can only think of me, me
Rather spend time wishing for a bigger SUV
If you don't step up, do you think anybody else will?
They're too busy seeking the next thrill

We're all worried about the terrorists
Do you ever wonder why it's come to this?
We're not looking at the root cause
If we did, it might give us pause

People living in squalor and abject poverty
Paradise is the only hope they see
If you don't step up, do you think anybody else will?
They're too busy seeking the next thrill

For the triumph of ignorance and evil
All that's required is good people sitting still
If we really want freedom to ring
We the people should stand up and sing

No one makes a change if they don't try
Those that don't have no business asking why
If you don't step up, do you think anybody else will?
They're too busy seeking the next thrill

What kind of planet will we leave the kids?
Will they be proud -- or ashamed of what we did?
Will we choose war, greed, paranoia and hate?
Or heed the preacher who gave his life on a torture stake?

After all, it's really up to you and up to me
We can choose freedom or national insecurity
Yea, we must step up and have faith, knowing time will tell
If we don't step up, there's no chance in -- well

Chris Purdum: Lead vocals, bass, rhythm guitar
Tom Thompson: Backup vocals, lead and rhythm guitar
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums
Mike Fitzgerald: incidental guitar
Autumn Rose: banjo



High Noon in America

(Thompson)

Tom Thompson: Lead and rhythm guitar
Chris Purdum: Bass
Bill Mishler: Drums
Mike Fitzgerald: Second lead guitar



How Long?

(Thompson)

How long will we keep on fighting?
How long must this war go on?
How long will we keep on dying?
How long must I sing this song?

They said there'd be nothin' to it
They said that it would be over soon
They told us lots of pretty lies
Wanna shoot them off too the moon
How Long?
How Long? (How long?)

There's no way to call this vict'ry
Ninety-thousand civilians gone
This war was never supposed to happen
Grim Reaper marches on

There's really just one answer
One way to make this horror stop
Best never to have started
Let's quit! Walk away! Let it drop!
How Long?
How Long? (How long?)

(lead break)

There's really just one answer
One way to make this horror stop
Best never to have started
But now, walk away! Let it drop!

How long will we keep on fighting?
How long must this war go on?
How long will we keep on dying?
How long must I sing this song?
How Long?
How Long? (How long?)

Tom Thompson: Lead vocals, lead and rhythm guitar
Chris Purdum: Bass, backup vocals
Bill Mishler: Drums, backup vocals
Mike Fitzgerald: Second lead guitar



Again

(Purdum)

Life has been a long long task of searching
My friend and I took different paths so long ago
While all along the separate roads we were marching
We'd sometimes wonder how the other is. And so

Again we find ourselves together
Wasn't looking for it but it feels so right
And it seems this time we just might weather
All the ups and downs of our real life

There are moments in my past I'm not proud of
Everyone has times like that or so it seems
Moments when we've given up on true love
When we decide to chalk it up to silly dreams

But again we find ourselves together
Wasn't looking for it but it feels so right
And it seems this time we just might weather
All the storms and sunshine of our real life

And again we find ourselves together
Wasn't looking for it but it feels so right
And it seems this time we just might weather
All the ups and downs of our real life

Although it took forever just to get here
The good news we've discovered is: we're wiser now
The feelings that we both have bring us so near
They get us through the times when we are far, somehow

Till again we find ourselves together
Wasn't looking for it but it feels so right
And it seems this time we just might weather
All the storms and sunshine of our real life

Chris Purdum: Lead vocals, electric rhythm guitar, bass
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums
Tom Thompson: Backup vocals, lead electric guitar
Hank Van Buren: 12-string acoustic guitar



At the Zoo

(Tim Purdum)

At the zoo
You know we got your crocodiles
Hyenas with magnificent smiles
At the zoo
Check out the tall giraffe
Monkeys sure can make you laugh
At the zoo

Well there's every kind of animal
That you would care to see
The only thing that we can't find
Is a tiny honeybee

At the zoo
Hawks come on very strong
Doves just tryin' to get along
At the zoo
Bulls look like they'll charge you down
And bears all wearing a frown
At the zoo

Well we poisoned their rivers
Chopped down all their trees
No more habitats
Too much CO2 on the breeze

At the zoo
We'll protect you from pollution
Construction zones and revolution
At the zoo
Three square meals without a fuss
Is there room in there for all of us?
At the zoo

When we've used up all the oil
And have too many mouths to feed
Who will clean up our cage
In our time of need?

At the zoo
You know we got your crocodiles
Hyenas with magnificent smiles
At the zoo
Check out the tall giraffe
Monkeys sure can make you laugh
At the zoo

Tim Purdum: Lead vocals, rhythm guitar
Chris Purdum: Backup vocals, bass, trombone
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums
Tom Thompson: Backup vocals, acoustic lead guitar
Kristen Ramsey: Trombone



Feed Everyone

(Mishler)

Feed everyone
From the mother's milk of human kindness
Feed everyone
How would you feel if you were down to your last dime?
Feed everyone
30,000 children starve every day
Feed everyone
Will it be bombs or bread? Hey what do you say?
Feed everyone

Just imagine what John Lennon said:
A world with no possessions
Then dig as deeply as you can
And bring this world a little heaven

Feed everyone
If you Love Buddha, Allah or Jehovah
Feed everyone
It's wrong when armies mow people over
Feed everyone
military-industrial crime shouldn't pay
Feed everyone
A billion people lack clean water, they say
Feed everyone

If someone points a gun at you,
Fill the barrel with flowers
Ask yourself what a savior would do,
Then tap into that power

Forgive someone
If you got a bad deal and you're mad as can be
Forgive someone
Forgiveness brings healing to you and to me
Forgive someone
27,000 atom bombs set to go
Forgive someone
If you love your kids more than you hate your foe
Forgive someone

What kind of fool would give a hoot
If your hair is curly or straight?
If your eyes are blue or dark as night?
Or who you choose as your mate?

Love everyone
Even if they bring you great dismay
Love everyone
We got two ears to listen to what people say
Love everyone
Will one more explosion make things right?
Love everyone
Is violence a measure of real might?
Love everyone

Just imagine what John Lennon said:
A world with no possessions
Then dig as deeply as you can
And bring this world a little heaven

Feed everyone
Forgive someone
Love everyone
Feed everyone

Bill Mishler: Lead vocals, drums
Chris Purdum: Backup vocals, ukulele, bass
Tom Thompson: Backup vocals, rhythm guitar
Alan Purdum: Recorder
Mike Fitzgerald: Lead guitar



It's a Mystery

(Purdum/Braly)

Now is a time in my life when I've found someone
Someone to care when the day is done
One who when I'm with I have more fun
Never want to let you go
Don't you know?

Can't understand this now because it's a mystery
Scared to believe you might want to spend some time with me

Over and over again I think it through
Waiting till it's time to be with you
Hoping I don't hear the other shoe
Never want to let you go
Don't you know?

Can't understand this now because it's a mystery
Scared to believe you might want to spend your time with me

(lead break)

Never want to let you go
Don't you know?

Can't understand this now because it's a mystery
Scared to believe you might want to spend your life with me

After a number of years living on my own
It's good to know that I'm not alone
You make me feel like I am at home
Only want to let you know
Don't let go

Can't understand this now because it's a mystery
Hard to believe you might want to spend your life with me

The only thing I know for sure is how I feel right now
That's why I'm trying hard to let you know somehow

Chris Purdum: Lead vocals, acoustic rhythm guitar, bass
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums
Tom Thompson: Electric lead guitars



Electric Succotash

(Thompson)

Tom Thompson: Rhythm guitar
Chris Purdum: Bass
Bill Mishler: Drums
Alan Purdum: Recorder



Three Whole Days

(Thompson)

It's been three whole days since she left me
Three days, since she let me be
It's been three whole days. There's no cryin' There's no pain
I'm so happy 'cause I'm free

It's been three whole years since she left me
Three whole years, since she let me be
It's been three whole years. There's no cryin' There's no jeers
I'm still happy 'cause I'm free

It's been 30 odd years since she left me
30 odd years, since she let me be
It's been 30 odd years. There's no cryin' There's no jeers
I'm so happy 'cause I'm free

I know you really have to go
But I thought you might like to know
You really didn't hurt me so
I'm still happy as can be

It's been 30 odd years since she left me
30 odd years, since she let me be
It's been 30 odd years. There's no cryin' There's no jeers
I'm so happy 'cause I'm free

It's been 30 odd years since she left me
30 odd years, since she let me be
It's been 30 odd years. (pause) There's no cryin' There's no jeers
I'm so happy. I'm still happy
I'm so happy 'cause I'm free

Tom Thompson: Lead vocals, electric rhythm guitar, acoustic rhythm guitar, acoustic lead guitar
Chris Purdum: Backup vocals, Bass
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, Drums



Tomorrow

(Purdum)

What is this that I hear?
You seem so very near
But sometimes part of you is still so far
Wish I could be where you are

I've known you for a year,
And some things are becoming clear
You should know: I love you so
Thanks for lettin the secrets go

We can make it through tonight
Havin' silly fun and feelin' right
But sweetie you should really know
We can have a tomorrow

I know you had your reasons
Over time and through the seasons
I understand that life's been hard
And you must be on your guard

But I'm glad I've earned your trust
I'll do whatever I must
To show you what I say is true
That I will never hurt you

We can make it through tonight
Havin' silly fun and feelin' right
But sweetie you should really know
We can have a tomorrow

Saying things to you sometimes is hard for me
So there are things I do to try and let you see
All the things I ever say or do for you
Are worth it for the times you say you love me too

We can make it through tonight
Havin' silly fun and feelin' right
But sweetie you should really know
We can have a tomorrow

Because we make it through tonight
Havin' silly fun and feelin' right
We can prove it's not a show
Let's go make our tomorrow

Chris Purdum: Lead vocals, rhythm guitar, bass
Tom Thompson: Backup vocals, lead guitar
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums
Mike Fitzgerald: Second lead guitar



Tell Me What's Going On

(Purdum)

I know you're really busy
That's all right with me
But sometimes I get real dizzy,
Wondering what it all means
I want to be with you
Why does it have to take so long?
Why don't you just tell me what's going on?

I give you all that I can give
Then I give some more
I've never even seen where you live
Or knocked on your front door
You tell me things will be all right
But sometimes they feel wrong
Why don't you just tell me what's going on?

When I'm with you it seems to me
That you mean every word you say
But then my doubts start to appear
When you are far away
I want it all to be true
Oh I want it to be real
But how much longer must I wait
To know how you really feel?

No matter what I say or do
It seems that I can't win
I know things could be better
If you let me in
Open up, and share our lives
Together we'd be strong
Why don't you just tell me what's going ...
I'd really like to know what's going on
Why don't you just tell me what's going on?

Now that we're really over
I know it's gonna be hard
I hope you find someone closer
And this advice I'd impart
Just open up, and share your life
Together you could be strong
Just be sure to tell him what's going ...
You've really got to show what's going on
Just be sure to tell him what's going on?

Chris Purdum: Lead vocals, rhythm & lead guitar, rhythm & lead bass
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums



If the World Won't Rock

(Purdum/Braly/Mishler)

A few rich guys control supply
Of everything we need
But we don't have to keep these ties
There's no use feeding the greed

Lend the store on the corner a hand
Forget that big name brand
Hang the corporations out to dry
Buy your stuff from the small guy

If the world won't rock
If the world won't roll
If it feels wrong, stop!
There's no point going down that road

Global warming, now they say
Is reality
Fossil fuels aren't the way
To keep us healthy and free

Make a difference, even small:
Drive a hybrid to the mall
Or let big oil companies recoil:
Run your car on cooking oil

If the world won't rock
If the world won't roll
If it feels wrong, stop!
There's no point going down that road

Make a promise to yourself
For everyone and you
To create a better place
In whatever you do

Nobody is perfect, everyone is flawed
There's still so much that we can do
Just don't let the schemers play God
And make all the decisions for you

If the world won't rock
If the world won't roll
If it feels wrong, stop!
There's no point going down that road

Chris Purdum: Lead vocals, rhythm guitar, bass
Bill Mishler: Backup vocals, drums
Tom Thompson: Lead guitar
Autumn Rose: Banjo



Colony Collapse

(Braly)

Jim Braly: Synthesizer
Tom Thompson: Lead guitar
Chris Purdum: Bass
Bill Mishler: Drums



The Decider

(Braly)

Decider, invaded Iraq
Decider, can't turn back
Decider, he's got no clue
Now whaddaya gonna do?

Decider, he's tappin' your phone
Decider, fear is his name
Decider, misled us to war
Now who are ya gonna blame?

He laughs and giggles like it's all a joke
Doesn't care about the folks he smoked
He talks to God but he doesn't listen

All those dead boys, at the Bushman's door
One-way ticket, he just wants more
Made his bed with the Blackwater whore
The auditors can't keep score

Decider, he'll steal your vote
Decider, got his dirty tricks
Decider, and dirty Karl Rove
Sick, sick politics

He laughs and giggles like it's all a joke
Doesn't care about the folks he smoked
He talks to God but he doesn't listen

Decider, spreadin' his poison
Decider, killin' Mother Earth
Decider, choppin' us down
Put us in the dirt

Decider, got his pals in oil
Decider, greasin' their palms
Decider, got his rich, rich friends
And what they took is gone

He laughs and giggles like it's all a joke
Doesn't care about the folks he smoked
He talks to God but he doesn't listen

The Bushman, he got his story
And the facts, they don't stand in his way
Twistin' the truth, makin' it up
it's a sad, sad, dark day

Decider, he's killin' this country
Decider, drive a stake through its heart
Decider, burn it to the ground
Split us all apart.

He's a divider

Jim Braly: Vocals, rhythm guitar
Tom Thompson: Vocals, lead guitar
Chris Purdum: Vocals, bass
Bill Mishler: Vocals, drums



Take It Back

(Mishler/Thompson)

White-haired men in thousand-dollar suits
It's all top secret; they know better than you
A half-million dead in a trillion-dollar war
The clown prince in chief can't explain what it's for

They talk up fear as circumstances require
With terror alerts, they preach to the choir
No-bid contracts smell awful funny
It's war profiteering; say goodbye to your money

(chorus 1)
They've abused our troops and grabbed our loot
Take it back
They'll keep on looting till we give 'em the boot
Take it back
They stole our honor -- and blew it on war
Take it back
This land was your land; make it yours once more
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back

Bush was told bin Laden was "Determined to strike"
Rice was warned in June; may as well go take a hike
When tragedy struck, the president posed like a hero
(Bush-like voice says, "The people who knocked down these buildings are going to hear from all of us.")
We heard bull from his horn, blowin' smoke at ground zero
(Broadcaster-type voice says, "Seven years later, bin laden remains at large.")

(chorus 2)
They've screwed the pooch and grabbed our loot
Take it back
They'll keep on looting till we give 'em the boot
Take it back
We had the world's compassion -- and blew it on war
Take it back
This land was your land; make it yours once more
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back

Troops maimed and killed by the orders of a fool
He's never faced fire, but he's "Top Gun" cool
"Mission Accomplished" on a Karl Rove banner
Multitudes die but mind your pro-life manners

(repeat chorus 1)

Cheney said the insurgency was "in its last throes"
Shows how much Mr. "Big Time" really knows
There's no shared sacrifice when war gets hot
The rich get tax cuts; now get out there and shop!

(repeat chorus 2)

Bill Mishler: Lead vocals, drums
Chris Purdum: Backup vocals, bass
Tom Thompson: Backup vocals, rhythm guitar
Mike Fitzgerald: lead guitar fills
Alan Purdum: Recorder


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