Dirty Little Secret

Written by Graham Nash and Russell Kunkel

Pub. By Nashnotes, Inc. (BMI) and Olas Music (ASCAP)

from the album Songs For Survivors

© 2002



Greenwood Oklahoma, June of '21,

Someone set the night on fire.

Lost a lot of people as the day begun,

Who lit the funeral pyre?



On an elevator in the heart of town,

Someone make somebody scream.

Black and white, going up and down.

Who's gonna lose a dream?



Dirty Little Secret.



Headlines printed in the daily news

Awake the sleeping rage inside.

Disarm the people, keep ‘em all confused.

Kill before they turn the tide.



Dirty Little Secrets going round,

Whispering from ear to ear.

Burning down the very heart of town.

Nobody shed a tear.



Dirty Little Secret, Dirty Little Secret.



Look up to the sky, your tears fall from the clouds

But Greenwood don't you  cry, just shout it right out loud.

It's such a Dirty Little Secret.



Getting so much darker every day.

It's hard to rise above it all.

“Can't we get along?” I heard somebody say.

Who's gonna make the call?



“Cause all the walking wounded pay the price

For living in the promised land.

Take care of your neighbor would be my advice,

‘cause nothing ever goes as planned.



It's such a Dirty Little Secret,

Dirty Little Secret, Dirty Little Secret

Dirty Little Secret