Words and music: amy ray

Note: this song is a reincarnation of problem child



Through the dustbowl through the debt

Grandma was a suffragette

Blacklisted for her publication

Blacklisted for my generation

Go, go, go



Raise your hands, raise your hands high

Don't take a seat don't stand aside

This time don't assume anything

Just go, go, go



So feed the fire and fan the flame

I know the kids can stand the rain

I know the kids are still upsetters

Cause rock is cool but the struggle is better

I said go, go, go



Raise your hands, raise your hands high

Don't take a seat don't stand aside

This time don't assume anything

This time don't assume anything

I said go, go, go



The truth is i was afraid . . .

. . .i felt inferior. . .

. . .i felt i excelled in competing with others

And i knew instantly that these people

Were not competing at all, that they were acting in a

Strange, powerful trance of movement together.

And i was filled with longing to act

With them and with the fear that i could not.



Did they tell you it was set in stone

And that you would end up alone

Use your years to psych you out

You're too old to care, they're too young to count

Did they tell you you would come undone

If you tried to touch the sun

Undermine the underground

You're too old to care they're too young to count

I said go, go, go



Amy ray: electric and acoustic guitars, vocals

Emily saliers: electric guitar, vocals

John reynolds: drums

Dawson miller: percussion

Clare kenny: bass

Carol isaacs: organ and moog

Caroline dale: cello

Joan osborne: backing vocals



Spoken word written by meridel le sueur, from "i was marching."




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