Future History of the Broken Hearted

You play the firing squad; I'll be the target I'll just stand here broken-hearted and amazed You are the angry mob, I hear you callin' Your Straw-man Gallows swing with hunger unrestrained (Chorus) You've raped my eyes wide open Now it's easy to see (it's easy to see) How you'd say I'm guilty of treason So un-American Just don't call me blind Reach over cotton fields; look past the jungles Post-cards from Wounded Knee and burning desert hells So long as you can sleep clear of your conscience Leave future history to those who write so well (Chorus) I swear my allegiance to the memory The shadow Of a nation that could have been I swear my allegiance to the memory The shadow Of a nation that never was (Chorus)