Uncle Fester - Alien Sun lyrics

A vision keeps haunting me I can't escape I'm the Rayban man and in my mind I see skyscrapers on a scarred landscape In London town I'm asking for the time Cardboard box people sleeping out on the street I kick my shoes but the garbage clings to my feet A lay preacher says the end is nigh And your alien sun hurts my eyes I see the cross turn into a swastika In the heart of bible-belt America I see kids hold up sweet shops with shotguns People making money selling bodily organs Ram raids road rage murder on the roadside A neon sign that shines "welcome to paradise" With no hint of irony that I can see Come to the Bates Motel there's a vacancy I'm only human got no room to criticize But your alien sun hurts my eyes I see the cross turn into a swastika In the heart of bible-belt America Your alien sun hurts my eyes Eyes glazed you stumble round hypnotized While TV preachers sell you primetime paradise Preaching Jesus and what he should teach us Like hammer the witches 'cause they ain't God's creatures But I'm not looking for a sign from the divine And these shades I choose to hide behind Ain't so I look cool… ain't no disguise Just your alien sun hurts my eyes I see the cross turn into a swastika In the heart of bible-belt America I see the cross turn into a swastika Just about everywhere