Tekst :

You win it’s your show now
So what’s it going to be?
Because people will tune in
How many train wrecks do we need to see?
Before we lose touch
And we thought this was low
Well it’s bad, getting worse….

Where’d all the good people go?
I’ve been changing channels and I don’t see them on the tv shows
Where’d all the good people go?
We’ve got heaps and heaps of what we sow

They got this and that with a rattle a tat
Testing, one, two, man whatcha gonna do
Bad news misused, got too much to lose
Give me some truth now, who’s side are we on
Whatever you say
Turn on the boob tube, I’m in the mood to obey
So lead me astray
And by the way now…

Where’d all the good people go?
I’ve been changing channels and I don’t see them on the tv shows
Where’d all the good people go?
We’ve got heaps and heaps of what we sow

Sitting around feeling far away
So far away but I can feel the debris, can you feel it?
You interrupt me from a friendly conversation
To tell me how great it’s all going to be
You might notice some hesitation
Because its important to you, it’s not important to me
But way down by the edge of your whole reason
It’s beginning to show and I really want to know is…

Where’d all the good people go?
I’ve been changing channels and I don’t see them on the tv shows
Where’d all the good people go?
We got heaps and heaps of what we sow

They got this and that with a rattle a tat
Testing one, two man whatcha gonna do
Bad news misused give me some truth
You got too much to lose
Whose side are we on today, anyway
Okay, whatever you say
Wrong and resolute but in the mood to obey
Station to station desensitizing the nation
Going, going, gone

Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and i will wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your auburn hair
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon...

I m In the bar when I should be in front of you
I play the pinball when I really should be skanking
it dosn t matter how many times you ask me up
I appreciate it but it s complicated, I just can t dance baby...

Chorus:
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene, i m beggin of you, please don t take my man

Your beauty is beyond compare, with flamin locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring, your voice is soft...

Mr. Clean tell me is that really you
I wonder what you ve done
To become so big and dumb
But I know you can change your lifestyle once again

It s cool to be clean
If you know what I mean
When...

Here, here in this heart
It s cold, cold as stone

Must welcome these memories
As shallow as my eyes have slowly become fright

Frail heart left broken
Cold and numb
For its bitter agony

Here are the memories
As empty as my life has slowly become
Sting, crush and bite in my soul, my heart bleeds

Times changed...