Murrow Is Turning Over In His Grave

All the sainted and sinners they pay handsomely

M S C A E make the weapons

And they run the prisons

And they sell the justice

'Cause being guilty is just good business

And when we're standing on the borderline

Ain't no one there going to stop it now



Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave

Ed Murrow had a child and the damn thing went wild

Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave

Ed Murrow had a child and the damn thing went wild



Half-closed eyes and the unconscious death

Do you feel the ooze as your brain drains out

From the pneumatic drills and sharpened knives

Blood in the sky are you dead or alive

And the restless people and the bitter green

Well it takes the gold makes the spirit mean



Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave

Ed Murrow had a child and the damn thing went wild

Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave

Ed Murrow had a child and the damn thing went wild