Jeffrey Foucault - Wild Waste and Welter lyrics

Honey leave the lights down There's k**ers on the road Going door to door With lamp black eyes And the number on your soul They're painting down the doorposts With the darkness of the lamb And the instruments of mercy Are foreign to their hands The sleeper trains go rocking Through the catalogue of night The darkness by arrangement The engine out of sight And sleepfast all the poor ones The old ones and the young Know the scenery is everything Inside the barrel of a gun Chorus: It's all wild waste and welter Come singing to the bone No one can give you shelter From the one thing that you own They throw tickertape on Main St. There's a hero in every car Singing, "Down with the traitor, Up with the star!" They line up to take the sacrament When they hear the anthem sung And the Scarecrow and the Tin Man Place a memory on their tongues Chorus But who will pay to garrison This city on a hill? Who's left to play the audience When everyone's a shill? Every dream is born in waking Every liar with the truth The acorn fells the oak tree Blood is the only proof So Honey leave the lights down Until I find the door The truth is like a pearl Beneath my tongue But I can't use it anymore