The Great Migration

I have seen the great migration,

I can feel the pain and hatred,

There's a trough to put your face in,

And a coffin on the pavement,

And a sewer rat is drowning,

In a pool of creation,

There's a sermon on the mountain,

For the children of the basement,

On the street.

And in the morning I'll be waiting,

With a chorus and a cadence,

For the scourge is not abating,

Of the wars that are a-raging,

And dirge that is a-playing,

With the words that are a-saying,

Only murmers and assertions,

Of a curse reverberating off the beat.

And the purple king's a-ruling,

The infertile cow is mooing,

And the lenders are a-luring,

And the genders are a-cooing,

And the hurricanes a-brewing,

And the magma is a-flowing,

And I think I should be going,

On a permanent vacation.

I have seen the great migration,

I can feel the pain and hatred,

There's a comet in the ether,

There is vomit on the blanket,

And a sewer rat is drowning,

In the trough you put your face in,

Through the vermin all around me,

I have seen the great migration.

I have seen the great migration,

I have seen the great migration,

From the halls of Montezuma,

To the cliffs of Apalachia,

I have seen the great migration,

I have seen the great migration,

I have seen the great migration,

I have seen the great migration....