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 concealing Half 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 people Stormed the silver city; Hung a pirate flag from the steeple Above the town committee. But they don’t see it… They don’t believe in Half the facts that make the people even care; The acts that make the children stop and stare. Stand clear, Trouble’s in the air Say goodbye to what you remember Of freedom and protection. Say hello to all kinds of weather From every which direction. Here’s to redemption—no comprehension Of the facts that make the people even care; The acts that make the children stop and stare. Beware, Trouble’s in the air And I got a feeling someone’s concealing Half 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.