This is not a pretty song. 


It came out of a time of frustration about 5 years ago.


Lately, as I've grappled to find a way to express my sadness and fear over the demolition of the National Endowment for the Arts, Environmental Protecion Agency, and inhumanities across the globe, I imagine the wrecking ball as a way to break down walls of division.

Art Halperin, created the soundtrack and recorded my vocal at his beautiful Top of the World Studios in New York. 
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Wrecking Ball Blues
by Tamra Hayden
©2012 Tamra Hayden

I'm biding my time till the Wrecking Ball
I'm waiting for the chips to fall
If I've seen one, I've seen 'em all
I'm biding my time till the Wrecking Ball

There must be a jungle somewhere
I've planted seeds from here to there
They must be growin' in the air
I must have a jungle somewhere

I've got irons in the fire
Cookin' up schemes to get me higher
Got lots of steel burnin' red as flame
But, not a penny to my name

I am one in 99 (%)
Waitin' for the sun to shine
On my situation, the time must come
To even up with the other 1 (%)

I'm biding my time till the Wrecking Ball
I'm waiting for the chips to fall
If I've seen one, I've seen 'em all
I'm biding my time till the Wrecking Ball

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