Lyrics

Xenophobia
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Xenophobia
June Cleaver and the Steak Knives



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We hope this newsletter finds you enjoying the beginnings of summer fun, maybe exploring some back yard badminton or the occasional barbecue with the neighbors. Would you be feeling so smug and carefree if you happened to notice a greenish tint to the family that just moved in next door? They seem so nice, so normal, but why do they have that strange glow to them? We invite you to take a musical journey with us as we confront the universal struggle of fear in the face of the unknown.



Entitled “Xenophobia” we have basically created a Twilight Zone episode compacted into the length of a pop song. Teetering between heavy grooves and whimsical cadences, the piece travels through many moods and emotions with an extended musical passage that features unusual percussion and even a kalimba (African thumb piano) solo.

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There’s a little bit of something for everyone here….except maybe for those new neighbors! Make sure to stay away from them. They may look friendly, but they’re not to be trusted.

Have you seen them?
The little green men
They’re moving in
Pretending to be our friends

It’s not their skin
That makes me frightened
Senses heightened
But I can not pretend


CHORUS:

They’re everywhere I look
Tell me what they want, why they’ve come
They’re everywhere I look
There’s another one, Should I run
Please tell me what they want
Will I feel safe, With a gun
They’re everywhere I look
Everywhere I look
Everywhere!

There’s trouble plenty
If we’re too friendly
They could be deadly
And the apocalypse begins
But No, It’s not their skin
That makes me sickened
Keep your distance
Don’t Infect us with your sin

BRIDGE:

Want from us
You know they’ll take from us
Infect us all with their lies
Steal our jobs
You know they’ll steal our god
Steal our way of life

Always smiling
What’re they hiding?
Perhaps they're spying
They will be condemned
I swear, It’s not their skin
That makes me hate them
Obliterate them
This fallacy must end

Talk like us, I guess they
Look like us, yes, but do
You see what I see?
Walk like us, I guess they
Act like us
They’re fooling you but no one’s fooling me

It’s not their skin, but no
Don’t let them in
They’re neat yes,
But just know, they’re unclean
They say they come peace
And are free from disease
But people, can't you see
they are green!