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Living on through politics

Body-guarded, heart in bits

A blue-eyed honesty

Indigo injury

The family tree is felled

Bereavement worn so well

Giving up on certainty

Wilderness society


Wearing the fame like a loaded gun

Tied up with a rosary

I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy


Imagine being a Kennedy

Rule without remedy

To watch your family die

The world loves a sacrifice

Prophets longing for the three

Honouring the tragedy

They hunger for the crime

The privilege to take a life


Wearing the fame like a loaded gun

Tied up with a rosary

Ooh, I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy


...and is not peace basically

A matter of human rights?

The right to live out our lives

Without fear of devastation?

The right to breathe air

As nature provided it?

The right of future generations

To a healthy existence?

Let us if we can step back from

The shadows of war and seek out

The way of peace...


I love the look in your eyes

I can see your soul sometimes and we laugh

When we try too hard we stop and start

Oh imagine being a Kennedy

I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy


Wearing the fame like a loaded gun

Tied up with a rosary

I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy


Imagine being a Kennedy

Ooh I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy


...the cost of freedom is always high,

Yet one path we shall never choose

- that is the path of surrender or submission.

When a man’s way please the lord,

The scriptures tell us,

‘He maketh even his enemies

To be at peace with him’.

We will not prematurely or unnecessarily

Risk the course of worldwide nuclear war

In which even the fruits of victory

Would be ashes in our mouths

Ashes in our mouths...

Ashes in our mouths...

Ashes in our mouths...