Words and music Bob Dylan.
Released on Oh Mercy (1989).
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
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F#m We live in a political world Love don't have any place We're living in times Where men commit crimes And crime don't have any face. We live in a political world Icicles hanging down Wedding bells ring And angels sing Clouds cover up the ground. We live in a political world Wisdom is thrown in jail It rots in a cell Is misguided as hell Leaving no one to pick up a trail. We live in a political world Where mercy walks the plank Life is in mirrors Death disappears Up the steps into the nearest bank. We live in a political world Where courage is a thing of the past Houses are haunted Children unwanted The next day could be your last. We live in a political world The one we can see and feel But there's no one to check It's all a stacked deck We all know for sure that it's real. We live in a political world In the cities of lonesome fear Little by little You turn in the middle But you're never sure why you're here. We live in a political world Under the microscope You can travel anywhere And hang yourself there You always got more than enough rope. We live in a political world Turning and trashing about As soon as you're awake You're trained to take What looks like the easy way out. We live in a political world Where peace is not welcome at all It's turned away from the door To wonder some more Or put up against the wall. We live in a political world Everything is hers and his Climb into the frame And shout God's name But you're never sure what it is.