CLEAR CASE OF PERJURY (2007)
There’s a politician on my television
Smirking and telling me lies
If he says something that sounds like the truth
It’ll come as a big surprise
It’s a clear case of perjury
Clear case of perjury
I’m watching TV
You’re not in the bedroom
You’re not in the kitchen
You’re not on the phone
Sooner or later you’ll come through the door
Do I have to look in your eyes?
I don’t want to look in your eyes
It’s a clear case of perjury
Clear case of perjury
Put your hand on a Bible or a handy Koran
Go and convince anyone that you can
Talk to your therapist, tell your masseuse
Look in the mirror, rehearse your excuse
Some will believe you, some stay suspicious
World opinion can often turn vicious
Say what you want in the confessional booth
But nobody knows the truth
Nobody knows the truth
There’s a lawyer standing on the steps of the courthouse
Microphones stuck in his face
He’s saying his client’s the salt of the earth
Wrapped up in an angel’s embrace
It’s a clear case of perjury
Clear case of perjury
You come through the door
I sit on the sofa
I open my arms up
I look in your eyes
I whisper I love you, I search for the truth
But it’s vanished without a trace
I look in my heart for a trace
You’re looking for clues in my face
It’s a clear case of perjury
Clear case of perjury
©2007 Z. Mulls
This lyric is registered with the U.S. Copyright Office as part of the collection THE COLLECTED LYRICS OF Z. MULLS Volume Two 2007
There were a lot of hearings on TV about something (and as you’d guess, there were people lying to Congress, go figure).
The phrase "clear case of perjury" stuck in my head and I wove a song around it.
