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I Can Tell is from the album STORMY WEATHER by ‘Les Paul’s’ (The Paul’s) released 4 March 2026 HERE.
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The song is a dark, incisive protest song that confronts hypocrisy, corruption, and moral blindness in modern society. Through striking imagery and sharp social commentary, the lyrics expose false leaders, institutional greed, and the commodification of faith, health, and human suffering. Repeating the question “Can’t you tell?” as both challenge and accusation, the song contrasts awareness with denial, urging listeners to see beyond deception and propaganda.
Bold, uncompromising, and emotionally charged, “Can’t You Tell” is well suited for film, television, and documentary placements exploring themes of social injustice, political satire, moral conflict, or personal awakening in the face of systemic abuse.
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I Can Tell lyrics
I can tell, I can tell
The circus is in town
You can see, you can see it’s led by the red nosed clown
Waving, waving his flag upside down
Thinks that he is above the law
Laughable every time he moves his jaw
Thinking, thinking there’s no one better around
I can tell, I can tell
Listening to the ringing broken bells
Singing the power and the glory, he knows it well
As we’re slipping, slipping into a living hell
I can tell, oh yes I can tell
They’ll always be someone to take your place
You’re just another faceless face
Digging, digging through the dirty dirt
They’ll let you think you’ve got a chance to win
They’ll feed you with endless sin
And supply you with stuff to numb the pain and hurt
Can’t you tell, can’t you tell, no can’t you tell
Things can never go as you plan
Don’t expect anyone to lend a helping hand
Nothing is achieved by you getting annoyed
They know enough to cure all ills
Helping people live longer is an expensive bitter pill
Dying is an industry keeping people eternally employed
Can’t you tell, can’t you tell
In sickness and in health
They say love your neighbour as yourself
As the little choirboys voices broke
Stop looking at me through your blind eye
I went to the well and it was dry
I’m already dying of thirst and starting to choke
Can’t you tell, oh can’t you tell
Wish I had the patience of a saint
Wish I learnt sign language, wish I could paint
Thinking about that last supper
That so called caring poor Nun travelled by luxury jet
I can never forgive or forget
How she let little innocent children die and suffer
I can tell, yes I can tell
Tell me about The Passion
And that slimy creeps obsession
In trying to nail us for his death
Hitler like you was micro-sized
A holy people he too despised
Up to when he stole his last breath
Can’t you tell, oh can’t you tell
You warn me to watch out for thieves and crooks
As you tell me one more time about my good looks
And how I look as young as before
As you go through my wallet and pockets once more
If you seek fame you won’t find salvation
The grave diggers will bury your reputation
They don’t like to see others succeed
This world is built upon jealousy and greed
Can’t you tell, no, can’t you tell
Can’t you tell, oh can’t you tell
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell, oh I can tell
Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No. 1252265 (Switzerland)
Song lyrics by Paul Robert Thomas PRS No. 497904008 (London)
PRS Tunecode 933034KN
Audiosparx lincesing Catalog ID: 1390877 ISRC: US5UL2614684
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