Rodeo Clown - John Mellencamp

Well there’s blood on the hands of the rich politicians

Red is the color of the sand and the sea

Blood on the hands of an arrogant nation

Who start all the bleeding over their policies

So she blamed it all on whispering secrets

She blamed it on the moon and the sky

She thought she broke the back of the city

She thought she thought she knew she had lied

She changed direction with the gas fires burning

Racing for protection what could she possibly find

Children with no legs out on the highways crawling

Looking for an angel but they ran out of time

She had blood on her face so she had to get even

She hemorrhaged and bled all over the land

There’s blood on the hands of those that keep silent

Who won’t count the bodies dead in the sand

She changed direction with the gas fires burning

Racing for protection what could she possibly find

Children with no legs out on the highways crawling

Looking for an angel but they ran out of time

So you can feast on your stories but it won’t stop the bleeding

When the truth is found the houses surely fall down

There’s blood on their mouths of all lies and liars

The bloody red eyes

The bloody red eyes

The bloody red eyes

The bloody red eyes

The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown

The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown

The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown

The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown

She changed direction with the gas fires burning

Racing for protection what could she possibly find

Children with no legs out on the highways crawling

Looking for an angel but they ran out of time

Well, there’s blood in the streets from the lies and liars

The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown