It's the changing of the guards Straight from mailbox to alarms And the kitty cats did scream Oh, how they howled Behind the house And the big one's laying In the frying pan Talk around the town Is you've been listening You cover it up Just as fast as you can Cause you're trying to keep it From growing and getting big And they will all be heirs To their own thrones and old homes Without a downtown to grow old in Or a son to telephone And either side of paper Is erupting a snake You're pulling trains to Oakland
In the pouring rain Well every drop will count When they tally it up And you always learned a lot From the deep end of faith The kids were Pushing Their fingers Through tarmac On pavement The lightning Was breathing In faces And either side of paper Is erupting a snake You're pulling trains to Oakland In the pouring rain Well every drop will count When they tally it up And you always learned a lot From the deep end of faith And you worry Yourself sick And you worry Yourself sick