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Mama's in the kitchen
mixing turpentine and oil
water's on the stove now
you can hear it as it boils
My eyes shift to the window
as the sky begins to hail
dogs howl in the distance
and a baby starts to wail
And there's storm over this town
but the sirens never sound
A man comes on the tv
selling ignorance and fear
friend, if you've got half a mind
then your money's no good here
They say ignorance is bliss
but it's big business, is what it is
the right hand feeds the reptiles
while the left hand keeps it hid
And the blood calls from the ground
but the sirens never sound
I heard a freight train rolling
heard it rumble past my door
couldn't help but wonder
where it might be rolling for
Maybe to Chicago
maybe Nashville, Tennessee
maybe double back again
bring that woman home to me
No telling where it's bound
the sirens never sound
Ezekiel saw visions
of a great bug spinning wheel
lit up like a carousel
in the middle of a field
Visions come and visions go
like lovers, friends and kings
my eyes are wide open
and man, I'm still seeing things
And that wheel's still spinning round
and the sirens never sound
Jesus was a carpenter
his short time in this life
his father was an architect
who never took a wife
Judas was a bullet
from the hand of union Jews
and Pilate a politician
with elections to lose
And a skill for weaving crowns
but the sirens never sound
Now the sheep is on the table
the lion's at the door
sister's on the front porch
dragging steak across the floor
Me, I'm gripping silver
and measuring the beams
thinking 'bout the girl
who brought me into this dream
And how I should be waking now...
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