Here In America

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Pssst, Got freedom?

While being crushed under the boot heels of the global hegemony songs began to poor out of The Whale like new wine pressed from
the grapes of wrath.

Whale is accompanied on Here In America by an International Coalition Of The Willing. Musical Mercenaries, willing to try and lift
our sinking ship on the wings of music.

The songs on “Here In America”, are about a great nation run amuck
by those who hold the reigns of power. Fiat Lux.

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released March 15, 2012

All tracks © 2012 Michael McCormack / Fiat Lux All Rights Reserved. ASCAP

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Track Name: Here In America
Here In America

Words & Music by The Whale,
© 2012 M. McCormack / Fiat Lux!

ASCAP

Here In America - we’ve got lots of cars and gasoline
Here In America - just like movies on the silver screen
Here In America - people try to keep the city clean
Here In America - urban decay’s tearing at the seams

We’ve gotten out of harmony with life my love
We don’t have no room for all this push and shove
And some of our convictions are leading us astray
Get your ship together man, yeah try and find the way
We are one all US on our way home

Here In America - folk’s aint known for what they’re doing good
Here In America - bullets fly all through the neighborhood
Here In America - fingers point but not to where they should
Here In America -things don’t grow the way they really could

We’ve gotten out of harmony with life my love
There’s so many things that we must rise above
And though our indiscretions are standing in the way
Better get a grip on it before it’s time to pay
We are one all US on our way home

Here In America - rich folks like to pay their taxes – yeah
Here In America - other folks they live in shacks – as though
Here In America - folks don’t know just what the facts is though
Here In America - we all like to grind our axes

We’re out on the highway of life my friends
And what happens next, well that just depends
The sum of our positions we can’t righteously defend
The truth is reality don’t let yours be pretend
We are one all US on our way home

Yeah we’re going home,
Bye bye, see you later
On our way home today!

Oh, welcome to America.
Track Name: Cash Register Sound
Cash Register Sound
Words & Music by The Whale
© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP

It's a hard life that we live in this world ain't to forgivin
You try hard just to make it then somebody else takes it

And they're selling your dreams while they're beating you down
With their smiles all ablaze, they can hear that cash register sound

It's a hard life that your livin if you're taken what they're givin
Just try hard not to follow what they want you to swallow

Cause they're selling your dreams while they're beating you down,
With their smiles all ablaze they can hear that cash register sound

Who gives a damn if we sold our souls,
We never used them much anyway
We don't give a damn what you people may say
We're gonna make big money today oh yeah
We're gonna hear that cash register sound

It's a hard life that you're livin if you take instead of givin
You think that you will make it deep inside you only fake it,

But you're selling those dreams while you're beating them down
With your smile all ablaze you can hear that cash register sound

It's a hard life that we live in but some won't be forgiven
Just try hard to remember that your soul's not legal tender

When you're selling your dreams and you're beating them down
With your smile all ablaze can't you hear that cash register sound?

don't you hear that cash register sound?

we all hear that cash register sound.

Cha-ching.
Track Name: Working For Gas
“Working For Gas”

Words & Music by Juan Guanco & The Whale
© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP


I need to get out of line before I blow my mind
working for gas babe, working for gas

Forgot to fill up Sunday, now the price has really climbed
working for gas babe, working for gas

This is my last five dollars I got two gallons left
I'm just working for gas babe, working for gas

It used to cost me thirty bucks now it's seventy five
working for gas babe, working for gas

My poor credit card is more dead than alive
working for gas babe, working for gas

That was my last five dollars I got two gallons left
I'm just working for gas babe, working for gas

Working for gas, working for gas
This whole crazy world is just working for gas

Flipping burghers for gas, sell your soul for some gas
Then drive around the world in your SUV

The tank's on E oh baby can't they see
I'm just working for gas babe working for gas

Have mercy!

They put up puppet leaders to lie and deceive.
working for gas babe, working for gas

The epitome of greed is the call of their creed
working for gas babe, working for gas

Hey, can you spot me five dollars, I ain't got two gallons left
I'm just working for gas babe, working for gas

Dick Cheney’s smiling cause they're all getting fat
working for gas babe, working for gas

The president is lying, he knows where it's at
working for gas babe, working for gas

Can you spot me five dollars I ain't got two gallons left
I'm just working for gas babe, working for gas

Working for gas - working for gas
This whole crazy world is just working for gas

We'll go to war for some gas – kill the world for some gas
Then drive around the world in your SUV

The tank's on E oh baby can't they see
I'm just working for gas babe working for gas

Got gas?
Track Name: The Billionaire Blues
The Billionaire Blues”
words & music by The Whale
(c) 2012 Fiat Lux ASCAP


Old Bill Ford’s a billionaire
He thinks I can live on water and air

Pays big money five dollars a day,
But the agency takes its share

No health insurance, no union dues.
I kind of miss them old Cold War Blues

My hungry child ain’t got no shoes,
But the agency takes its share

Billionaires oh billionaires
Them billionaires are everywhere

They own the ground they own the air
And they don’t have to pay their share

hey, leave some for the rest of US

that Donald Trump’s a billionaire
He sure does have some funny hair

He says your fired on the TV show
I'd like to tell him just where to go

that Rupert Murdock’s a billionaire
His media empire rules the air

That No Spin Zone is every where
But you know it ain't balanced or fair

His propaganda plays like news
You know you’ll get the narrow view

Right Wing Politico cheer leader crew
They made a dupe out of you & me

Billionaires oh billionaires
Them billionaires are everywhere

Your money doesn’t talk it swears
And you know it ain't balanced or fair

Greedy bastards!


Our Congress thinks they’re billionaires
They spend our money everywhere

From Abramoff they grabbed their share
And I wonder who really cares

I bet Dick Cheney’s a billionaire
Cause Halliburton’s everywhere

Got a no bid deal on a twenty year war
I kinda wonder just what it’s for?

Billionaires oh billionaires
Them billionaires are everywhere

Your money doesn’t talk it swears
and you know it ain’t ballaced or fair

How much does one man need?


That Walton family’s billionaires
Their Wal Mart Stores are everywhere

Employee abuse beyond compare
They’re all on Medicare

No health insurance, no union dues.
I kind of miss them old Cold War Blues

My hungry child ain’t got no shoes,
Low prices who really cares?

Billionaires oh billionaires
Them billionaires are everywhere

They own the ground they own the air
And you know it ain't balanced or fair

I wish I was a billionaire
I’d spend that money everywhere

I’d quit my job and grow my hair
And I wouldn’t have to pay

No I wouldn’t have to pay
And I wouldn’t have to pay my share

Hee haw, The Billionaire Blues
Track Name: I'm An American
I’m An American

words & music by The Whale
© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP


You can take my guns from my cold dead hands
I got em loaded up right here I’ll make my stand
I’m an American I’m an American

I got a folded flag they gave me for my dad
He loved to serve his country it made him really glad
He was American and driving Deroit wheels
He was American oh yeah he knew just how it feels to be

Red White and Blue
Standing tall and true
I live for you
You where true blue

I used to have a job that covered all my bills
but now I’m unemployed dear Lord I hope I don’t get ill
I’m an American I’m buying Chinese junk
I’m an American damn - that NAFTA bill is bunc

Red White and Blue
selling out on you
you know it’s true
what you gonna do?


Now Obama’s in the White House and change is on the way
I still can’t see it coming, man it should be here today
I’m an American I got holes in my shoes
I’m an American I got them New World Order blues

Red White and Blue
selling out on you
what you gonna do when
that bill comes due?


oh no you can’t take my freedoms. God gave them to me
said if I would believe him the truth will set me free
I’m an American I got hope in my soul
God bless American yeah I don’t need no galop poll to be

Red White and Blue
Waving free for you
good men died for you so
stand up straight and true

so you can’t take my guns from my cold dead hands
I got em loaded up right here I’m goina make my stand
I’m an American I aint not elephant or ass
I’m an American yeah and I’m gonna to kick your ass!
Track Name: The Land Of Liberty
“The Land Of Liberty”
Words & Music by The Whale
© 2012 Fiat Lux!

Living in a vacuum cleaner with my head shoved up my ass
I’ve got a nasty attitude since they made me cut the grass
This marching through the mundane plane just ain’t my cup of tea
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Where you can steal a trillion dollars, YEAH!
They think that’s mighty fine
You can be a homosexual.
do tricks with your behind, woo?
But you can’t smoke marijuana. .
They say that’s not for me
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Oh – The Land Of Liberty, The Land Of Liberty,
I’m so glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty
But you can’t smoke marijuana.
No, they say that’s not for me
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Where you can poison all the oceans
and make a pile of cash
Build your self a fortune
on a mountain made of trash
But you can’t clean up the environment.
No! I guess that’s not for me
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Where if you sneak into our country,
we’ll put your kids through school
put your folks on welfare.
Hell, you probably vote here too
But don’t take my social security… No!
I payed that in for me
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Oh –The Land Of Liberty, The Land Of Liberty,
Lots of good men gave their lives to make this country free
But they can’t pledge allegiance.
So I guess it’s up to me
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Where you can say your prayers in a synagogue.
You can say them in a mosque
But if you say ‘em at the public school,
they’re goina through some rocks
And you can’t say the name of Jesus. No !
They say he’s not for me
I’m sure glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Now the moral of this story,
the moral of this song
Is simply that power should never be
where power does not be long
For power is of the people.
and that’s how it should be
I’m still glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty

Oh –The Land Of Liberty, The Land Of Liberty,
Praise The Lord, I’m living in The Land Of Liberty
But you can’t smoke marijuana. No,
They say that’s not for me
I’m sure am glad I’m living in The Land Of Liberty
The Land Of Liberty,
The Land Of Liber T. H. C. -

God bless America
Track Name: New World Order
NEW WORLD ORDER
Words & music by The Whale,
© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP

Yawn, etc…

I awoke to the smell of burning flesh
The dollar bills where green and fresh – consecutive numbers yeah
And barrels of blood that flowed like oil
Spilled out of them boys to the desert soil
You know the TV news didn’t show a thing

They where helping the government
Do it’s thing – creating a New World Order
Do it’s thing – making the world safe for democracy
Do it’s thing – with our soldiers at the border
Do it’s thing – the sheep may safely graze

And all the patriots waving their flag
They screamed at the protestors, “Hey man, you’re a drag!"
Yeah love it or leave it. You better believe it.”
It’s a militariffic New World Order
You best pray to God it don’t come to your border
Because the TV news they won’t show a thing

They’ll be helping the government
Do it’s thing – developing economic opportunities
Do it’s thing – giving tax breaks to the wealthy
Do it’s thing – it’s an odious importunity
Do it’s thing – the sheep may safely graze

So when they ask you to pick up a gun
Rest assured they want some killing done
It’s a grizzly job for measly pay
But the memories last till your dying day
And the TV news they won’t show a thing

They’ll be helping the government
Do it’s thing – busting the labor unions
Do it’s thing – robbing your Social Security
Do it’s thing – and serving the corporate interest
Do it’s thing – the sheep may safely graze
Track Name: Osama Yo Mama
Obama Yo Momma

Words & music by J. D. & The Whale,

© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP


His name’s Saddam Hussein,
he plays with war like a game

He preys on the rich and poor,
he’s the devil at our door

U.S. force is on the way,
there’s goanna be hell to pay

And the parents pray and pray
that their children live for an other day

Before the bullets fly and the rockets flare,
bombs are bursting in the air

Does it matter at all if you really care?
Just try hard not to catch your share

Of all the blood and all the gore,
there aint no need to fight this war

So tell me, what are we fighting for,
before I go down to the killing floor?


The Middle East about to ignite
into a thousand points of light

On a starless desert night,
you should know what’s wrong or right

Before the bullets fly and the rockets flare,
bombs are bursting in the air

Does it matter at all if you really care,
just try hard not to catch your share

Of all the blood and all the gore,
there aint no need to fight this war

So tell me, what‘s the killing for?
Before I go down to the killing floor




The leaders of our nation plead
and watch us sacrifice with glee

They tell us that we’re totally free,
to live our lives upon our knees

I won’t give my life for that one percent
that owns the U.S. Government

How many of our lives are spent
to pay a billion dollars rent?

With all the blood and all the gore,
there aint no need to fight this war

So tell me, who are we fighting for?
Before I go down to the killing floor


The leaders of our country
have betrayed our sacred trust

For money, lust and power
they will grind us into dust

And all the fears that devastate
the psyche of our modern fate

Won’t heal the wounds or close the gate,
for only love can conquer hate


His name’s Saddam Hussein,
he plays with war like a game

He preys on the rich and poor,
he’s the devil at our door

U.S. force is on the way,
there’s goanna be hell to pay

And the parents pray and pray
that their children live for an other day

Before the bullets fly and the rockets flare,
bombs are bursting in the air

Does it matter at all if you really care,
just try hard not to catch your share

Of all the blood and all the gore,
there aint no need to fight this war

So tell me, what am I dying for?
Before I go down to the killing floor

Osama yo mama!
Track Name: Why'd You Do It?
Why’d You Do It?
Words & music by The Whale,
© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP



Oh, why’d you do it?

Oh, why’d you do it?

Why’d you kill all the fish in the sea?

Don’t you know that God wants those fish to be free!

Free the fish!

So why’d you do it?


Oh, why’d you do it?

Oh, why’d you do it?

Why’d you kill all the birds in the trees?

Don’t you know that God wants those trees to be free!

Free the trees!

So why’d you do it?





Why’d you kill and rape

and mutilate my world?





So why'd you do it?




Oh, why’d you do it?

Oh, why’d you do it?

Why’d you kill all those kids in the street?

Don’t you know that God wants those kids to be free!

So why’d you do it?



Oh as I look out through the window of my soul

I see the destiny of this world looming black as coal

I see dead fish floating belly up in the mourning tide

Oh Lord, it seems as from the waste of man

there aint no place to hide
Track Name: The Promised Land
The Promised Land
Words & music by The Whale,
© 2012 Fiat Lux! ASCAP

When I look out my window what do I see?
A whole lot of good people struggling to be
And I know that if we struggle right along
Heaven knows, we’ll find a place where we belong
through all my woes I can almost see the promised land

When I look in my mirror what do I see?
A whole lot of changing faces telling me they’re me
Now I know that if I look them in the eye
I will grow although I can’t say just how high
Heaven knows I can almost see the promised land

When I look at my TV what do I see?
A whole lot of smiling faces want me to believe
Though I know that if I put them to the test
they will go and leave the whole damn thing a mess
and so it goes I can almost see the promised land

Hold on to your freedom or it will take wing and fly
and the cost of your freedom is that you can’t live a lie

No you can’t live a lie

When I look at the problems that perplex our time
the unfulfilled potential rotting on the vine
Then I know that if we act it’s not to late
to hoe the row and change our destiny and fate
from high to low I can almost see the promised land

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