Rusted shut, drop-kicked and ignored. On the way to paradise's gutter. Days turn to weeks turn to months turn to years. Pile on the runoff, increase the divide.
Altered States of America in water cooler. Warfare with an unseen enemy. Heat flashes on the job, it's back to the water cooler. Drinking more and more at home tripping balls.
You can talk to the police. You can talk to the press. You can talk to the politicians. I don't care, man. . What we're doing here is so bizarre. No one will ever believe you.