B.D.O.C. (Bus Drivers On Crack)
DigHayZoose

Words by Dave Andersen and Bil Brown
Music by DigHayZoose


Where is it we have been that we have wound up here
With nothing left to love for and everything to fear
It gets a little more ugly here every single day
The things we built for tomorrow we're tearing down today

I wish we could leave it all behind
Open up the sky and let the sun shine
I'll hang here for a sunny brighter day
I'm not me and you're not you and it'll be okay

We are the fallen idol of a failing enterprise
If you're looking for a scapegoat you just might be surprised
Take a look in the mirror, now you've got a name
A face, a people, and a country, somewhere to place the blame

I wish we could leave it all behind
Open up the sky and let the sun shine
I'll hang here for a sunny brighter day
I'm not me and you're not you and it'll be okay

Skyscrapers. . .
Little children. . .
Social morality. . .
Democracy. . .
My patience is falling

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