Flash of the breast on the big screen, But no Penetration or spark Cut the claw from the tiger, de-fang the cobra so we Can feel safe in the dark Big money makes the decisions, big money owns all the Gods And I can't help but laugh at the puzzled expression When I say I won't give to the cause Is it any wonder that our spirits cry - Is it wonder Something inside us dies When we sanitize every sacred thing? Paved over meadows for strip malls, or misguided Notions of bliss And I point to the universe shaking their shoulders Saying "How can you need more than this?" Five thousand years of repression, five thousand years Of the lie And I can't help but hoping as I'm watching the Changes, that maybe we're watching it die Maybe a storm cloud is coming or maybe it's just a soft Rain And I don't have the answers but every bone in my body Is laughing or crying or screaming for change! Is it any wonder that our spirits cry Is it wonder – when we sanitize Every sacred thing