Nylons In a Rip

Cats got your tongue

The jungle's won

Enemy lines trippin' your mama's son

But you say

You're keepin' us safe

In the hands

Of a god fearin' man

We turn our backs

he shakes the devils hand

I believe

We been deceived

Now you got my nylons in a rip

Runnin round tryin to make sense of it

Trying to grow flowers in your bullshit

You'd put out the sun if you got hold of it

Oh say can you see

The dawn of catastrophe

So many tears people drown in the streets

Whatcha doin'

'Bout New Orleans

Pennies keep droppin

But nobody's stopping

You'll wash your hands and we'll be stuck with the problem

Sell the fear

Then disappear