by K. Timber / Kevin
Moore
recording of 1994
from Keb'
Mo' (OKeh/Epic EK 57863), copyright
notice
No rocket's gonna fly that high
There's no escaping the enemy he's you and I
We poison up our water, we're chokin' on the air
Last stop before it gets too late or is it already too late?
Is it already too late
For the victims of comfort?
Got no one else to blame
We're just the victims of comfort
We cannot soothe the pain
And it's a technological merry-go-round
Dangerous solutions buried under the ground
And everyone likes a party
But no-one wants to clean
Well I'd like to see a change somehow and I believe we're busy right
now
Just a little busy right now
I am just a victim of comfort
I got no one else to blame
I'm just a victim of comfort
Cryin' shame
Boy what have we got to lose? Everything
Yes and what do we stand to gain? Everything, so let's
Try together before we have to cry together
It's too soon to die together
I'm just a victim of comfort
Got no one else to blame
I'm just a victim of comfort
Got to soothe the pain
Be the victims of comfort
Got no one else to blame
I am just a victim of comfort
Cryin' shame
