In this tinderbox world with a match in his hand
He's off to settle a backstreet store
Sign on the window: "Business as Usual"
Despite the law
Show me a man without a mask
I'll show you his disguise
A fitting end for a fire raiser
To burn in another man's fire
Oh, father's in the basement
Mixing a concrete tomb
For mother waiting upstairs in her room
The children have the answers
But there are none I can use
To take away the pallbearer blues
Ooh-ooh...
Hey, well
Sitting on a time bomb thinking it's Eden
It can give a man an evil thirst
He's made some pretty good movies
With some pretty nasty scenes
We've still to witness the worst
Oh, I've never wished d**h on anyone
I've never felt this way before
A fitting end for a promoter of d**h
To die in another man's war
Oh, father's in the basement
Mixing a concrete tomb
For mother waiting upstairs in her room
The children have the answers
But there are none I can use
To take away the pallbearer blues
Oh, hey, whoo!