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The market keeps rising up. The big machines control the sea and the air
Those big machines, they gotta go somewhere.
So we keep calling em up, calling em, calling em up. No matter what.

And then those questions come up.
Like was the Constitution written in invisible ink?
Has everybody here forgotten how to think?
Is this great big boat starting to sink?

Pinpoint nukes. Ready to fight. Dressed to kill. Sure we're right.
Welcome to, welcome to, welcome to the American night.
We just keep calling em up, calling em, calling em up.
We just keep calling em up, calling em, calling em up. No matter what.

You know Tom Paine wrote the first best-seller at a dark time in the Revolution when we were losing and all the soldiers were deserting. Giving up. And the book was called Common Sense and it was really just a long list of questions. And one of the questions was: Does it make common sense for an island to rule a continent? And everybody kind of went hmmm and they signed back up.
And today you could ask: Does it make common sense for a country to rule the world? But no matter what your answer, no matter what you think, no matter what you vote for–

We just keep calling em up, calling em, calling em up. No matter what.
We just keep calling em up, calling em, calling em up. No matter what.

We keep callin em up, callin em, callin em up.
We keep callin em up, callin em, callin em up.

And you thought there were things that had disappeared forever.
Things from the Middle Ages.
Beheadings and hangings and people in cages.

And suddenly they were everywhere.
And suddenly they're alright.
Welcome to, welcome to, welcome to the American night.

We keep callin em up, callin em, callin em up.
We keep callin em up, callin em, callin em up.

You're down on your knees
and you're begging oh please
Forgive me, I'll be a better man
Have the world screams
On the edge of defeat
You're thinkin' that this is the plan

You say "Thank you for my fame my fortune and the rain"
I guess my karma's perfectly unstained
I sould follow you and I would be saved too
All the choosen children - wait not you
Hold on she's crying hold on - are you listening
Sleep tight sleep through the bombs tonight - and she's praying
Into the great uknown

Where is your supernova
And do you know my name
Big bang or the holly rollers
Couldn't heal it over
Or wash it all away

He turns a blind eye
When the money is right
For family he'll do what he has to do yeah
When he fights it's alright
Coz he's on the good side
God and country - wouldn't you do it too
While they're shippin' off his guns he sleeps peacefully because
He tells himself he did it all for love
In the right God we trust and it pays a handsome sum
and they hand out free redemption for your wrongs

Too young to die - too young - can you hear me?
Don't cry she's pleading why oh why - while she's praying
Into the great uknown

Where is your supernova
And do you know my name
Big bang or the holly rollers
Couldn't heal it over
Or wash it all away

Is this heaven or hell
Can anybody tell
And if you're out there
Can you hear me


Where is your supernova
Can you heal it over
Or make it go away

While they're shippin off his guns he sleeps peacefully because
He tells himself he did it all for love
Is the right God we trust and it pays a handsome sum
and they hand out free redemption for your wrongs

Gone gone her baby's long gone - are you with me
No answer never heard an answer - she's praying
Into the great uknown

Where is your supernova
And do you know my name
Big bang or the holly rollers
Couldn't heal it over
Or wash it all away

Is this heaven or hell
Can anybody tell
And if you're out there
Can you hear me

Where is your supernova
And can you heal it over
Or make it go away

Anyway, I was in Israel as a kind of cultural ambassador
And there were lots of press conferences scheduled around the performances.
And the journalists usually started things off by asking about the avant-garde.

"So, what's so good about new?" they'd ask.

"Well, new is… interesting."

"And what, they would say, is so good about interesting?"

"Well, interesting is, you know…
It's… interesting. It's like… being awake,
You know, I'm treading water now."

"And what is so good about being awake?" they'd say.

Finally I got the hang of this: never answer a question in Israel,
Always answer by asking another question.
But the Israelis were very curious
About the Gulf War and what Americans had thought about it,
And I tried to think of a good question to ask and answer to this,
But what was really on my mind was that the week before
I had myself been testing explosives in a parking lot in Tel Aviv.
Now this happened because I had brought some small stage bombs to Israel
As props for this performance
And the Israeli promoter was very interested in them.
And it turned out that he was on weekend duty on one of the bomb squads,
And bombs were also something of a hobby during the week.

So I said:

"Look, you know, these bombs are nothing special, just, just a little smoke."

And he said:

"Well, we can get much better things for you."

And I said:

"No really, these are fine…"

And he said:

"No, but it should be big, theatrical.
It should make an impression,
I mean you really just the right bomb."

And so one morning he arranged to have about fifty small bombs
Delivered to a parking lot,
And since he looked on it as a sort of special surprise favor,
I couldn't really refuse,
So we are on this parking lot testing the bombs,
And after the first few explosions,
I found I was really getting pretty… interested.

They all had very different characteristics:
Some had fiery orange tails,
And made these low paah, paah, paah, popping sound;
Others exploded mid-air and left long smoky, slinky trails,
And he had several of each kind in case I needed to review them all at the end, and I'm thinking:

Here I am, a citizen of the world's largest arms supplier,
Setting off bombs with the world's second largest arms customer,
And I'm having a great time!

So even though the diplomatic part of the trip wasn't going so well,
At least I was getting some instruction in terrorism.
And it reminded me of something in a book by Don DeLillo
About how terrorists are the only true artists left,
Because they're the only ones who are still capable of really surprising people.
And the other thing it reminded me of,
Were all the attempts during the Gulf War to outwit the terrorists,
And I especially remember an interesting list of tips
Devised by the US embassy in Madrid,
And these tips were designed for Americans
Who found themselves in war-time airports.
The idea was not to call ourselves to the attention of the numerous foreign terrorists
Who were presumably lurking all over the terminal,
So the embassy tips were a list of mostly don'ts.
Things like:
Don't wear a baseball cap;
Don't wear a sweat shirt with the name of an American university on it;
Don't wear Timberlands with no socks;
Don't chew gum;
Don't yell "Ethel, our plane is leaving!.
I mean it's weird when your entire culture
Can be summed up in eight giveaway characteristics.

And during the Gulf War I was traveling around Europe with a lot of equipment,
And all the airports were full of security guards
Who would suddenly point to a suitcase and start yelling:

"Whose bag is this? I wanna know right now who owns this bag."

And huge groups of passengers would start fanning out for the bag,
Just running around in circles like a Skud missile on its way in,
And I was carrying a lot of electronics
So I had to keep unpacking everything and plugging it in
And demonstrating how it all worked,
And I guessed I did seem a little fishy;
A lot of this stuff wakes up displaying LED program readouts that have names like Atom Smasher,
And so it took a while to convince them that they weren't some kind of espionage system.
So I've done quite a few of these sort of impromptu new music concerts
For small groups of detectives and customs agents
And I'd have to keep setting all this stuff up
And they'd listen for a while and they'd say:

"So uh, what's this?"

And I'd pull out something like this filter and say:

"Now this is what I'd like to think of as the voice of Authority."

And it would take me a while to tell them how I used it for songs that were,
You know, about various forms of control, and they would say:

"Now, why would you want to talk like that?"

And I'd look around at the SWAT and the undercover agents
And the dogs and the radio in the corner,
Tuned to the Superbowl coverage of the war. And I'd say:

"Take a wild guess."

Finally of course, I got through,
With this after all American-made equipment,
And the customs agents were all talking about the effectiveness,
No the beauty, the elegance, of the American strategy of pinpoint bombing.
The high tech surgical approach,
Which was being reported on CNN
As something between grand opera and the Superbowl,
Like the first reports before the blackout
When TV was live and everything was heightened,
And it was so… euphoric.

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