Crackdown USA

batten down the hatches conscripted inhibited literature put out in perfect penmanship kept in where it can't be denied can't be belied and rely upon the emptiness of mind that comes from the product of massive repercusisions
there was flooding from the hilltops and panic on the ground there were lost forsaken strangers running all around there were cowboys killing horses and cities shutting down there were wells worth a' springing and snow covered clowns
they were passing off as parsons leading whole big towns they were leading lambs to slaughter and killing farmers daughters there was mayhem on the busses I don't see what the fuss is

gonna be some misery when no roots will take to ground you can keep yourself from aging but ain't no mistaking the awful brand of courage makes this wayward world go round

generally speakin'

shit slinger , shit slinger
you're so lame
claiming all the consequence
like the winner of the game
lecture me, lecture me
take all the fame
egotist, elitist
mr. sauve
with your 1980's gold chain
lazin' back relaxin' like the king of the mountain
stepin in rulin'
like your a %&^$$^& Fountain
shit slinger shit slinger
always with the wrong story
lordin' over all
like you're &^%&% glory
sittin' back relaxin'
with your tarnished gold chain
damaging repuations
cause you can't work brain
defamation
paralyzation
culmination
your neck is breakin'
in my dreams