for Frances Farmer

I got really angry when I tried to find the lyrics of this song via Internet search and I've got nothing more than "cached" messages. Just because it is obscured by the ash-clouds of Icelandic volcanos, here it is. I just have to change the title to something more attractive from the same album. So, from Company Town and The Men They Couldn't Hang:


..AND SOMEONE BUILT A STATUE OF ISAMBARD BRUNEL..

She was born into depression
With a healthy disregard for republicans and democracy
She tried to teach the nation
She had spirit, she had pride, she had dignity.

Her fate was sealed at seventeen
Took a trip to Moscow
Came back and told of things she'd seen
Shot a film down Mexico, showed the workers' plight
Brought the peoples' struggle to the silver screen

White House wheels were set in motion
Instigating cold war, holding the reds at bay
In the name of mental Hygiene
G-Men came in the dead of night
Jacked her up, committed her away

May heaven please forbid, and may the Lord forgive
What Washington once did for Frances Farmer

May heaven please forbid, and may the Lord forgive
What Washington once did for Frances Farmer

Like a butterfly they captured her
With brutality they turned her heart to stone
her folks believed the surgeon when he said
Lobotomy is the only way they'd get their Frances home

Branded un-American
Forced into obscurity, but monitored by prying eyes
The victim of a witch-hunt
Did she feel the steel claws tear her soul
Now there's nothing left behind

May heaven please forbid, and may the Lord forgive
What Washington once did

May heaven please forbid, and may the Lord forgive
What Washington once did for Frances Farmer

for Frances Farmer