Not released yet, should be released by late July. The radio station I listen to via the web, Austin TX' KGSR, has been playing this for a month or two. I've borrowed the final lines for my signature here on DU...
"Long Long Time" by Guy Forsyth.
http://guyforsyth.com/(Chorus)
It's been a long, long, long, long,
long, long, long, long,
long, long, long, long time
It's been a long, long, long, long,
long, long, long, long,
long, long, long, long time
When I was a kid I used to draw airplanes with stars and bars
Shooting down airplanes adorned with hammers and sickles.
I bought a hundred water guns
So I could save the world,
Saving my lunch money
And stealing my father's
Quarters, dimes, and nickles.
I discovered religion watching
Luke Skywalker rescue Princess Leia
And destroy the death star
By letting go and closing his eyes.
And I devoured comic books.
Three-color mythologies
Taught me right and wrong
and if you believed, you could fly.
Chorus
I remember listening to songs about trains
And feeling the rush of wonder at the possibility
That the world was infinite and accessible all at the same time.
Then it was songs about highways
And "Born to be Wild" and "Little Red Corvette"
And the road went on forever in my mind.
But now it's clogged bumper-to-bumper
With stinking SUVs and two-story pickup trucks
That can drive over anything
Except the two-story pickup truck
Right in front of it.
Now even the highways look the same.
Starbucks and 7-11s and Walmarts
Jam the feeder roads.
We don't live around this mess
We live under it.
Chorus
...since I felt fine.
Now all the songs are about gangsters and guns
And the tv speeds by at 100 deaths an hour
And everyone wants to pull off the crime of the century.
Steal 200 gazillion dollars
Enough to buy myself an island
And build a real honest-to-God train on it
For no one but me
And get away with it...
Get away with it.
We Americans are freedom-loving people
And nothing says "freedom" like getting away with it.
We went from Billy the Kid to Richard Nixon
Enron, Exxon, O.J. Simpson
We used to dream about heroes
But now it's just how to beat the system.
So where do we go to dream now?
Up on the roof of the projects
Straining through the city lights
To see if they built golden arches on the moon yet?
Self-medicated half-sedated
Trying our best to stay distracted
Living life according to the tv set.
Corporations owning nations
Telling us "Don't change the station,
Its the only safe way to win the human race."
I wonder how the world sees us
Rich beyond compare
Powerful without equal
A spoiled drunk fifteen year old
Waving a gun in their face.
Chorus x 2
...since I felt fine.