Little Bit of Death

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Elizabeth McCommon wrote this song, one which we sang in concert quite often. Unfortunately, the harmony on this cut did not match the inspiring vocals Elizabeth could create live. The song tended to offend people with its aggressive lyrics, but at the time, it seemed like no one was interested in social change (the Reagan years). The lyrics certainly reveal the frustration of many of us working so tirelessly for social change.

Little bit of death in the soup today for lunch
But don’t worry dear, that makes us one of the bunch
And there is just a little death in the sky today at noon
But don’t worry dear, it’s gonna blow away soon

Just a little dying in the media today
Just a little bit of death, but the death won’t go away
And there is just a little death in the faces on the boat
But don’t worry dear, I think they’ll manage to float

And there is just a little death in the freedoms that we prize
But don’t shoot ‘em dear, till you see the whites of their eyes
Just a little dying in the jungles of Brazil
Just a little bit of death from a little oil spill

And there is just a little death in the games the children play
In the songs we hear them sing and in the words we hear them say
And there is just a little death in our futures, everyone
But, don’t worry, dear, if our dying’s begun
No need to cut and run; miracles have been done
Gonna pray for one
Don’t you know I’m gonna pray for one