Slower Than Guns

Can you feel the manmade mist

As it starts to twist your lungs?

Slower than guns

Breathe deep

As you enter sleep

Fell secure it's all around you

Can you see the golden brown

As it circles round your town

Town coming down

Smokin' stacks on industry's backs

In this land of a cigarette pack

Feel secure there all around you

Miles and miles of gasoline fumes

In the air like transparent tombs

Feel secure there all around you

DDT making bugs relax

There in your food like poison tacks

How about that

Eat well there all within you

Town coming down