Nux Vomica

What Say you, Lord

For the olive boys down in the house of corrections

As they try for love and any form of ascension

Am I on the right train headed in the wrong direction?

What say you Lord

What say you Lord

Do you think it wrong

Do you see a long road with no one on it

And the right of men that you only learnt to forget

You see my sad wife and my high margin of profit

But you don't care at all

You don't care

What say you Lord

Now that they're breeding all our animals insane

And the remedy is growing harder to obtain

There's a white horse running wild through the switch-cane

I can hear him now

And I fear him

'Til Kingdom come

Cauight in this frenzy of elimination

Such an irreparable disintergration

My body's twitching with a ready expectation

For Kingdom come

My Kingdom!

What say you Lord

Why is the truth of this so hard to unveil?

Though it's true I never knew what this would entail

From the hands of Christ to the head of the Daily Mail

I'll see you all

And I'll raise you

What say you Lord

I wonder when this light is brought up for sale

With the weight of love and the grace of the Baleen Whale

Will the severed Heads of State be at all curtailed

Will they be here at all -

Will they be dead and gone?

What say you Lord

Of the serpent-talied, forbidden fish of the harbour

And the ready-men, defiant drinkers and charmers

All lost and summoning the face of their fathers

Can you see him now?

I can see him

What say you all

Do I believe it if I do not want it

Do I lie alone and keeps my cold hands off it

Honey, it ain't hard to loose your grip in the midst of all of this

But it ain't far to fall

It's not far at all