River Of No Return

Look over yonder up on the hill

Everybody is dressed to kill

(We've got the ringside seat to the dawn

of devolution)

Better bring a blanket pack a lunch sing a song

I've got a hunch

(Maybe the problem is being part of the pollution)

What is gained from the gore and the glory

If it's only half of the story?

We march down the streets of the discontent

Fly down these roads while you pretend

Your fractured lies are of deep concern

Rolling down the river of no return

Kids are playing schoolyard games

with drones and guns and knives and fangs

(I can't begin to believe this is part of evolution)

Bring a backpack pack a lunch razor blades

Cap'n Crunch

(It ain't a pretty picture so draw your

own conclusions)

This storybook town's getting gory

Fuel the faith not the fear and the fury

We march down the streets of the discontent

Fly down these roads of deep descent

Smell the smoldering ash of the bridges burned

Rolling down this river of no return

What is gained from the gore and the glory

When it's only half of the story?

We march down the streets of the discontent

Fly down these roads as you pretend

Your fractured lies are of deep concern

The smoldering ash of the bridges burned

Rolling down this river of no return

Going down to the river

Going down to the river of no return