Let The Bad Air Out

Bruce Cockburn · Other Songs - Bruce Cockburn

Judge said to the hooker, "Can you come out to play?

I've been condemning people all day long, that's how I get paid

My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about



Open up the window, let the bad air out

Open up the window, let the bad air out



Strangled by confusion, my mind is in decay

Can't picture tomorrow, can't remember yesterday

Send out for the Black and Decker and the psychiatric couch



Open up the window, let the bad air out

Open up the window, let the bad air out



Traitors in high places take my money, tell me lies

Take a walk past Parliament, smells like something died

They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts



Open up the window, let the bad air out

Open up the window, let the bad air out



Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said

Drugs and oil and money, there'll be nothing when you're dead

At the risk of being subversive, nothing left to do but shout



Open up the window, let the bad air out

Open up the window, let the bad air out

Open up the window, let the bad air out

Open up the window, let the bad air out



Open up the window (let the bad air out)

Open up the window (let the bad air out)

Open up the window (let the bad air out)

Open up the window (let the bad air out)