No time to frown or feel around And you wonder why this clown wears a frown Just trying to leave this one horse town Don’t even know the meaning of homeward bound,
Of all the things I’ve found Can’t wrap my head around Could the missiles really be inbound? And you might wonder why I’m feeling down,
Will I ever be found inside this burial mound? What is that shrill, whining, sound? Was that someone’s missile inbound? She waits for me in her wedding gown,
As you wonder how you lost your crown Was it her promiscuous background? Making the idiots today seem profound As the mobs begin to surround,
Tear gas clouds staining their shrouds Rioters screaming their slogans aloud Unconcerned politicians acting so proud Can you see graveyards being plowed?
I begged sweet little Lynn just to let me in Transforming sincerity into sin Oh the schemes of all the vermin Oh dear God where have you been?
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