A place you can hide ’til the war has begun

Song recommendation: Native Son by John Hiatt

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You finally found the mainstream

In the middle of your life

You tapped into a vein

Of endless gold chains

Now you’re locked up tight

Tearing down the middle of it

Splitting it right in half

Bobbing up and down the waves

Like a runaway slave

On a huck finn raft

[Chorus:]

Take your wife

Take your family

Take your gun

Running through the woods

And the burned out neighborhoods

Looking for someone

A member of your tribe

A place you can hide

’til the war has begun

’cause in the fields before the flood

You’ll be spilling blood

Like a native son

Where you gonna run to

There ain’t no underground

If only you could fly

You’d cut across the sky

Like a rifle round

Oh, who are your people

And where is your homeland

’cause they’re dying side by side

At the river of pride

Where we tried to take a stand

[Chorus twice]

In the fields before the flood

You’ll be spilling blood

Like a native son