Tons Tons Macoutes

Now a dog lies in the gravel

Where the roadway should have been

And a broken down old neon sign

Illuminates the scene

Where paranoia scars the cities

And famine rules the land

And through it all walks a man in black

With a flashlight in his hand

Ton ton macoutes, ton ton macoutes

Is there any end to you?

Ton ton macoutes, ton ton macoutes

Is there any end to you?

Now the picture fades to a shoreline

Beside a rolling sea

Where poncho-clad guitarists

Train their eyes on eternity

And shades disguise the others

With the shotguns in their hands

And the whole scene crumbles down into dust

And their bones lie in the sand

Ton ton macoutes, ton ton macoutes

Is there any end to you?

Ton ton macoutes, ton ton macoutes

Is there any end to you?

What you gonna do about us?

What you gonna do about us?

We’re the ones you’ll never ever be able

We’re the ones you’ll never ever be able

To trust

Now when all the streets they are empty

And all the colour’s gone

And everything we accidentally thought

Submits to farenheit 451

And when all our moves they are pre-ordained

And all our hope has died

And all our brains, they are locked in chains

Maybe then you’ll be satisfied

Ton ton macoutes, ton ton macoutes

Is there any end to you?

Ton ton macoutes, ton ton macoutes

Is there any end to you?