Natural Disaster - Headphones

Here I thought the drinks were free

But all the time they were grooming me

To be the egg that laid the golden goose

Now I know we disagree, but soon enough we will all be free;

That is, to worship any way I choose

But you will wait on the rapture

Or a natural disaster

To come around

Or maybe a couple of airplanes

Could crash into buildings

And put the fear of God in you

Cause now we’re taking over

And no one is the wiser

With Mexican and Negro

Cabinet Advisors

I cut down the cherry tree

And then my mother confronted me;

I told her I could never tell a lie

Cause I have integrity

If you had been there then you’d agree

That no one wants to hear the truth

What do you want from me?

Can’t you see that I’m a talking puppet?

And when someone pulls my strings

I mouth the words and I suggest you follow suit

If you would wait on the rapture

Or a natural disaster to come around

Or maybe a couple of airplanes

Could crash into buildings

And put the fear of God in you