{"id":280084,"date":"2023-09-23T14:59:54","date_gmt":"2023-09-23T12:59:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/climatescience.press\/?p=280084"},"modified":"2023-09-23T14:59:57","modified_gmt":"2023-09-23T12:59:57","slug":"little-tin-gods","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/climatescience.press\/?p=280084","title":{"rendered":"Little Tin Gods"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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From Science Matters<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

By\u00a0Ron Clutz<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Little Tin Gods\u00a0by Don Henley from his album End of the Innocence.<\/mark><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cA new age is dawning
On fewer than expected
Business is usual\u201d
That\u2019s how the headline read
Some shaky modern saviors
Have now been resurrected
In all this excitement
You may have been misled<\/p>\n\n\n\n

People want a miracle
They say \u201cOh Lord, can\u2019t you see us?
We\u2019re tryin\u2019 to make a livin\u2019 down here
And keep the children fed\u201d
But, from little dark motel rooms
to \u201cSix Flags Over Jesus\u201d
\u201cHow are the mighty fallen\u201d
So the Bible said<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You don\u2019t have to pray to a little tin god
Step out of the way for a little tin god
You might fear the reaper, you might fear the rod
But you never have to get down on your knees
You don\u2019t have to holler, \u201cplease, please\u201d
No, you never have to get down on your knees
For a little tin god<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The cowboy\u2019s name was \u201cJingo\u201d
And he knew that there was trouble
So in a blaze of glory
He rode out of the west
No one was ever certain
What it was that he was sayin\u2019
But they loved it when he told them
They were better than the rest<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But you don\u2019t have to pray for a little tin god
Step out of the way for a little tin god
You might hate the system, hate the job
But you never have to get down on your knees
You don\u2019t have to holler, \u201cplease, please\u201d
No, you never have to get down on your knees
For a little tin god<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Throw down a rope from heaven
And lead the flock to water
The man in the middle would have you think
That you have no other choice
But to wander in the wilderness
Of all the upturned faces
If you stop and listen long enough
You will hear your own small voice<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But you don\u2019t have to pray to a little tin god
Step out of the way for a little tin god
You might fear the reaper, fear the rod
But you never have to get down on your knees
You don\u2019t have to holler, \u201cplease, please\u201d
No, you never have to get down on your knees
You don\u2019t have to holler, \u201cplease, please\u201d
You never have to get down on your knees
For a little tin god<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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