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Listen to God and the FBI by Janis Ian
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Acoustic Guitar
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Background Vocals
Marc Moreau
Marc Moreau
Drums
David Liker
David Liker
Drums
Consensus
Consensus
Tuba
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Producer
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Producer
Marc Moreau
Marc Moreau
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Mama's making mimeos Pete's on the stereo Singing 'bout freedom Bugs in the bedroom Big investigation Be patient Bet you didn't know You were a danger to the nation Search and seizure Buy yourself a lawyer We know you're a member Saw you under cover Are you hiding evidence None of this makes any sense They called the FBI I had to disappear Called the g-men, t-men, see you at the scene men Told 'em I was hiding here They could fingerprint my heart They'd tear my world apart 'Cause ain't no place for a face to hide From god and the FBI Commies, pinkos Reds at the windows Foreign agitators Running elevators J. Edgar hoover in a pink tutu Investigating anyone who thinks like you Welcome to the fifties You look a little shifty They called the FBI I had to disappear Called the g-men, t-men, see you at the scene men Told 'em I was hiding here They could fingerprint my heart Tear my world apart Ain't no hole for a soul to hide From god and the FBI Stay flat, don't rat What's a proletariat Stalin was a democrat Washington is where it's at Every politician Is a sewer of ambition Hide me, hide you Better hide the baby too We demand an interview How long have you been a jew We can make you testify Freedom is no alibi They called the FBI I had to disappear Called the g-men, t-men, see you at the scene men Told 'em I was hiding here Fingerprint my heart Tear my world apart 'Cause ain't no place for a face to hide From god and the FBI
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