Barefoot McCoy - Trouble's In The Air Lyrics
There’s a little light in the window—I can see it burning.There’s a world war on the doorstep—The globe just keeps on turning.And I got a feeling someone’s concealingHalf the facts that make the people even care;The acts that make the children stop and stare.Oh no,Trouble’s in the air.When the church bells cracked, all the peopleStormed the silver city;Hung a pirate flag from the steepleAbove the town committee.But they don’t see it… They don’t believe inHalf the facts that make the people even care;The acts that make the children stop and stare.Stand clear,Trouble’s in the airSay goodbye to what you rememberOf freedom and protection.Say hello to all kinds of weatherFrom every which direction.Here’s to redemption—no comprehensionOf the facts that make the people even care;The acts that make the children stop and stare.Beware,Trouble’s in the airAnd I got a feeling someone’s concealingHalf the facts that make the people even care;The acts that make the children stop and stare.Oh no,Trouble’s in the air.Trouble’s in the air.
