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American Colonies

Be prepared for track ten, American Colonies! The song begins with mighty and majestic pipe organ, recorded live at Bethel Lutheran Church in Madison, WI and performed masterfully by Amy Hartsough. Chilling chords with a resolution that will raise the hair on your neck. Enter the drums and snarling electric guitar and the organ takes off on a classical fugue. This piece is J.S. Bach meets Bon Jovi! The lyrics begin as a satire of corporate America and finish by taking a hard look at mankind. Political rock with a classical twist…a great song!

American Colonies
(Scott Lindley)

Business suits and polished shoes
Carboned lives with carboned views
Speak your lines expected to
No room to think, just play the tune

Press your shirts to fit the mold
Pretend it's not a wrinkled world
Ruling kings from days of old
Cling to the petty caste they're sold

CHORUS:
Like ants we're crawling, running day by day,
Our lives they are calling us to play,
The games on this rock, why can't I fly away

Market up that big attack
Months of talk but days to act
Forged smiles and grips that lack
Shade their eyes with skillful tact

Chase the corporate sphere around
Make your pitch and win the crown
Foolish, can you hear the sound
As pride and ethics hit the ground

CHORUS

Carry me away up to the sky
High above with eagle's eye
So far below what we've become
So far away the shining Son.

Early rise to beat the sun
Many battles to be won
Captive in this web we've spun
Round and round the race is run

Underneath a billion stars
So insignificant we are
And yet we claim creation ours
Intoxicated with the power

CHORUS

© 1997, 2001 Scott Lindley (ASCAP)

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