From the recording REFRACTIONS

Lyrics

Turn on the Blues

Here’s a story,
not hard to understand.
Freedom was never the cure
Jonny never got his dues.
Jane sees herself as a victim

And they turn, turn on the blues.
Oh, they turn, turn on the blues

Valiant voices sing
A chorus in tears
People don’t want to be free anymore.
They just want to be safe

And turn, turn on the blues.
Oh, turn, turn on the news.

Freedom is a jungle.
Someone, something,
somewhere takes a drastic turn
They’re taking out the white folks
in broad daylight

And turn, turn on the blues.
And, turn, turn on the news.

With quasi compassion,
and substitute dues
tangled in fashion
One can not refuse

Quasi compassion
and substitute dues
Till there’s nothing to give
And nothing to lose

But turn, turn on the blues.
And, turn, turn on the blues.

Turn, turn on the blues.
And, turn, turn on the blues