[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