Mid-Day Anonymous

What will you do to turn this around

So many behind you so many before you

Ticket in one hand gun in the other

What will you do which hand will you use?

Came on the run and you will leave running

There's always someone to keep you from thinking

Loving her desperately knowing you're leaving

What will you do now with no one to go to?

There are so many places to see

There are so many people to be

This country was promised to me from the start

The kids. the park. the crosshairs find their mark.

I think i'm the sum of what's before and what's to come

A saint with a scope and a holster full of hope

It depends it depends some stories never end

But mine unwinds in seconds

What will you do to save your own life

Drink yourself brilliant, make love to your image

Dad's on the left side, mom's on the right

What will you do now to keep them divided?

Eyes out the window the folly of humans

Mid-day anonymous when guns find their purpose

End of the country the end of the century

Ending of everything the ending is everything

There are so many people in me

There are so many women to meet

Remember me to all the ones i have lost

The glock is cocked. the sheep begin to drop

I think i'm the son of what's before and what's to come

A saint with a scope and a pocketful of dope

Seven stars! seven stars! the kingdom is ours

The stairs the light the street the blue and whites

Deep in the flat with the technicolor cat

And hey my varicose guilt!