Lyrics
Good Morning Mr. Indignation
Looks like you haven't slept all night
In my professional opinion
Go back to bed and turn off your light
I'm not a doctor or a preacher
I've no particular guiding star
In my professional opinion
I'm no more satisfied than you are
So what in the world are we whispering for?
Everyone's naked
There's nothing to hide
Gonna carry my grievances
Down to the shore
Wash 'em away in the tumbling tide
I heard two cows in a conversation
One called the other one a name
In my professional opinion
All cows in the country must bear the blame
So all rise to the occasion
Or all sink into despair
In my professional opinion
We're better off not going there
Ah, what in the world are we whispering for?
Everyone's naked
There's nothing to hide
Gonna carry my grievances
Down to the shore
And wash 'em away in the tumbling tide
Oh, wash 'em away in the tumbling tide
Wash 'em away in the tide
All that really matters
Is the one who became us
Anointed and gamed us
With His opinions
The Lord is my engineer
The Lord is the earth I ride on
The Lord is the face in the atmosphere
The path I slip and slide on
The Lord is a virgin forest
The Lord is a forest ranger
The Lord is a meal for the poorest of the poor
A welcome door to the stranger
The Covid virus is the Lord
The Lord is the ocean rising
The Lord is a terrible swift sword
A simple truth, surviving
Written by: Paul Simon