In God's Country (a.k.a. The Gold Circle)

[JimmyBuffett]

In God's Country (a.k.a. The Gold Circle)
Lyrics by JahidiWhite

Gold Circle lie
Dream about a Gold Circle lie
Front row's there, but it's some other guy
We need better seats tonight

200 Rows
Dreamed I sat in the front 200 Rows
Tickets torn in ribbons and in bows
Propaganda really lied to me

The Edge's hair looks like a rug
In God's Country
"Bad" played, mirrored lemons
In God's Country

Up on the right
That crappy seat way up on the right
Every seat is way up high
The stage is way on the other side

The usher's name is Liberty
And she comes to rescue me
"Wrong seat, you're outta here"
My Circle is not Gold

Bono asks if he is starting to bug
In God's Country
"One" played, silly gas-mask
In God's Country

Who is to blame?
Propaganda and U2 is who I blame
Put them in the dungeon at Slane
Burned by the band that I love
Burned by the band that I love