Thomas Anderson

singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller

Turn A Blind Eye

by Thomas Anderson

from the album Norman, Oklahoma

There's a rainbow up above

The houses of incest,

There's a Oklahoma sunset

Shining on the sunken grave;

You can hear the crickets sing

To the folks on thorazine,

As the cops all take the the time to teach

The bums how to behave.

Hear the humming in the telephone wire,

There's a mockingbird in the tree outside;

See the housecat flip her tail in the sunny windowseat,

Oh give me that good old fashioned

Home town country pride.

   Turn a blind eye

   To the police sketches,

   Turn a blind eye

   While taking back the night;

   Turn a blind eye

   And you and I

   We'll forget about it all;

   Turn a blind eye

   And let's go to the mall.

The marching band is playing

While the frat boys all throw up,

There's an old man singing

In the garbage pile;

And the kids all run away

And they haunt the streets like strays,

And the strays are just greasy spots

Up and down the miles.

Wish upon a star in the evening,

See the sunflowers in the morning dew;

Oh the cover band's all right,

We can dance and drink all night;

Oh I hope the Russians love their kids

Just like we love you.

   Turn a blind eye

   To the burning crackhouse,

   Turn a blind eye

   While they drag the lake;

   Turn a blind eye

   And you and I

   We'll forget about it all,

   Turn a bind eye

   And let's go to the mall.