Hello Birmingham

Lyrics for Hello Birmingham

Hold me down I am floating away Into the overcast skies Over my home town On election day What is it about Birmingham? What is it about Buffalo? Did the hate filled want to build bunkers In your beautiful red earth They want to build them in our shiny white snow And now I've drawn closed the curtains In this little booth Where the truth has no place to stand And I am feeling oh so powerless In this stupid booth With this useless little lever in my hand And outside My city is bracing For the next killing thing Standing by the bridge And praying for the next Doctor Martin Luther King It was just one shot Through the kitchen window Just one or two miles from here If you fly like a crow A bullet came to visit a doctor In his one safe place A bullet ensuring the right to life Whizzed past his kid and his wife And knocked his glasses right off of his face And the blood poured off the pulpit Yeah the blood poured down the picket lines And the hatred was immediate, yeah And the vengeance was divine So they went and stuffed God down the barrel of a gun And after him they stuffed his only son Hello Birmingham; it's Buffalo I heard you had some trouble down there again Just calling to let to know That somebody understands I was once escorted Through the doors Of a clinic By a man In a bulletproof vest And no bombs Went off that day So I am still here to say Birmingham I'm wishing you all of my best Oh Birmingham I'm wishing you all of my best Oh Birmingham I'm wishing you all of my best On this election day