Easy/Lucky/Free

Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough.

They got refridgerators full of blood

another century spent pointing guns

at anything that moves.

Sometimes I worry that

I've lost the plot like

My twitchin' muscles tease my flippant thoughts.

I never really dreamed of heaven much

until we put him in the ground,

but it's all I'm doing now

listening for patterns in the

sound of an endless static sea.

But once the satellite's deceased,

it blows like garbage through the

streets of the nightsky to infinity.



But don't you weep.

(Don't you weep for them.)

Don't you weep.

(Don't you weep.)

There is nothing as lucky... Honey, don't you weep.

(Don't you weep for them.)

Don't you weep.

(Don't you weep.)

There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free.



Don't be a criminal in this police state.

You'd better shop and eat and pro-create.

You've got vacation days, and

you might escape to a condo on the coast.

I set my watch to the atomic clock.

I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped.

I always figured there'd be time enough

I never let it get me down, but I can't help it now

looking for faces in the clouds.

I've got some friends I barely see,

but we're all planning to meet...

we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves all together for eternity.



But don't you weep.

(Don't you weep for us.)

Don't you weep.

(Don't you weep.)

There is no one as lucky... Honey, don't you weep.

(Don't you weep for us.)

Don't you weep.

(Don't you weep.)

There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free.