Every cities got an artery where the blind
Breaks down an avenue or a boulevard
Dognatical authoritarians dictate the cities remain
And a boy who wears a crown
Indignant life styles implies simply lack of means
Whirlwind is coming
A promise to go to heaven won't put salvation in sight
Blood money for junk bonds by a white collar fugitive
A promise to go to heaven won't put salvation in sight
When the factory shut down so did the place he lived
My old man worked his troubled life in a nowhere dead end
Whirlwind is comin' down on me
Generations of job security gone out like the horse and plow
All the tax free incentives ain't goin' to help him now
He drank the pain away
The working class crries a country that has been rotting inside for years
The rigs cuffed my old man in the front yard
I'll be damned if that's me having my dreams robbed I saw through my eyes of tears
SIDE 2.
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