About our lives Why? Falling space junk in the streets Radiation in the air Nothing left that's safe to eat The sky is melting And I want my mommy
want our thoughts - or else They treat us like the Romans Used to treat the Christians Even some churchgoing folks are scared Modern catacombs of fear Built with money, power and
On the top floor, from my penthouse I survey what I rule High rises Thin curtains All lights go out by two No one ever sees me Yet I know all of you
re bad We're bad I feel it in my heart I believe it in my soul But we will never live Long enough to know Restless and curious Down in my gut I know That I will never ever Want what I
unafraid And this is a very special treat indeed They crawl up my pantleg / I'm too weak to move No one hears my cries as they start on my toes Their
whole economy's based on fear and death How long can we get away with this? And we live here Instead of better health we get A.I.D.S. Instead of nourishment
and tobacco barons Got it banned in '37 The world is made of connections So many sheep in wolf's clothing Scary times are never dull How long before our empire falls No one wants
If I could travel back in time I'd go to 1899 High in the Sierra Hills And ride the lumber down the Sanger Flume The Flume Ride the Flume Ride the Flume