The Night Hermann Goering Met J Edgar Hoover

Copyright 2002 by Mike Murray
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The night Hermann Goering met J Edgar Hoover
Who was the winner and who was the loser?
Who wore the leather pants, who wore the dress?
What did they talk about, oh, who will confess ?

	MYSTERIES OF MIDNIGHT
	FACTS WE DON'T KNOW
	SCENES WHERE WE TURN AWAY
	PLACES WE DON'T GO
	SOUNDS OF THE SILENCE
	TALES WE DON'T TELL
	PEOPLE WE DON'T KNOW WE KNOW
	AND MAYBE JUST AS WELL

Father Henry never mentions a long ago September
If you ask him about it, he'll say he can't remember
The face in his memory, restless and raw
Crying out for justice in the court of Bernard Law

	CHORUS

Those who inspired us, those whom we feared
Those who were holy, those who were weird
Faces run together in the shadows of the night
Yearning for the morning, crying for the light

The night Hermann Goering met J Edgar Hoover
Who was the shaker and who was the mover?
Who wore the leather pants, who wore the dress?
What did they talk about, oh, who will confess ?