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