Well all's not well
But I'm told that it'll all be quite nice
You'll be drowned in boots like mafia
But your feet will still float like christ's
And I'll be damned
They were right
I'm drowning upside down
My feet afloat like christ's
I'm in heaven
Trying to figure out which stack
They're going to stuff atheists into
And peter and his monkey laugh
And I laugh with them
I'm not sure what at
We'll keep you in the back
Polishing halos, baking manna and gas
Well some guy comes in looking a bit like everyone I ever seen
He moves just like crisco disco
Breath 100% listerine
He says looking at something else
But directing everything to me
Ever time anyone gets on their knees to pray
Well it makes my telephone ring
And I'll be damned
He said you were right
No one's running this whole thing
He had a theory too
He said that God takes care of himself
And you of you
When you're sheep in wolf's clothing, you have big important friends
Who with a twinkle in their eyes say they'll be with you 'til the end
They invite you out to ice cream, they insist you eat your fill
Then they smile at each other and they stick you with the bill
They giggle extra hard when you max out your credit card
When you're sheep in wolf's clothing, you're watched over by your friends
They hook you up with an apartment in a big, barbed-wire pen
And they come and pinch your cheeks with such fatherly affection
And they tap into your e-mail solely for your own protection
If they counted votes from black sheep, would they still win their elections?
And you live a life of privilege in the shadow of your friends
Who've secured the greenest pastures with their business acumen
So you graze on the grasses and you're spared from ever thinking
Or from knowing why your friends are always snickering and winking
You're fed shock and awe and you swallow without blinking
Then one day with dismay your friends say you've been attacked
But you can buy a shred of safety with the shirt right off your back
And your sacrifice reveals your patriotic sons and daughters
Were once sheep in wolf's clothing now you're lambs at the slaughter
When I was out in San Marcos a year ago today
They probably would've put me in a home
But I threw all my belongings into a garbage bag
And out into the worldness I did roam
My hopes lay shattered like a mirror on the floor
I see myself and I look really scattered
But I lived my broken dreams
The wildest summer that I ever knew
I had a flat tire down memory lane
But I came back after 5 months and a half
And now I'm just trying to explain
And now I'm here
And here I stand
With a sweet angel holding my hand
I lived my broken dreams...
It's looking like a limb torn off
Or all together just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
And anything to make you smile
It is a better side of you to admire
But they should never take so long
Just to be over there, then back to another one
And no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone, they could have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
When things start splitting at the seams and now
It's tumbling down hard
And anything to make you smile
You are the ever-living ghost of what once was
I never want to hear you say
That you'd be better off or you liked it that way
And no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone, they should have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
When things start splitting at the seams and now
It's tumbling down, hard
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