Picture all the old friends,
How did they turn out?
Never got that card when our hand was dealt,
We drew a line through half of our house
over couches,
our lives turned over to somebody else.

Got the photographs on the wall,
pretend that the people in them care at all,
Turn the lights down,
sleep through the fall.

I'll trace those branching veins,
through a family of names,
lover never noticing,
the world move along.

Let's see what the monsters can do,
now that the money's gone up in flames.
Your eyes reflect the summer sky,
It's all gone, the world we knew is gone,
to the white hairs, and blue coats,
and hot air is blowing down
our brick and mortar towns,
and coin slot mouths,
searching black oil eyes out.

Because the empire falls to its knees,
and says "Please, Help us out!"
The world reserves a place for us, yeah,
a special ring in hell.

Grind away the rest of it all
to buy the things the devil sold
Aluminum and chemicals
Electric men in cement fox holes.
Defining roles,
Build expensive homes,
Bake bread from rat racing soul and bone.

Golden teeth,
Born and bred killing machines
signing checks for the king, electing rivalry,
and they say we are not worthy,
due to over-spending policies.