[Verse 1:]
A nation's snowing in the bible gra**
A factory gray in the hills
Cause all together he's leading the cups of tea
Day and day he's keeping the sky within the weather
Lost rivers towers and bridges
When the workers are tripping this fear conceded by looking down
Father look out
Fathers by time is it too late
Baritone bachelor's and room full of brides
Choosing you the one to rise
Living can't do nothing but die
Father look out
Fathers by time is it too late
In the morning
On the photo enforced human highway