Inoculated City

The soldier boy for his solider's pay, obeys

The sergeant-at-arms whatever he says

The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay, obey

The captain 'til his dyin' day

The captain will for his captain's pay, obey

The general order of battle play

The generals vow to the government

Obey the charge, you must not relent

What of the neighbors and the prophets in bars?

What are they sayin' in the public bazaars?

We're tired of the tune, you must not relent

At every stroke of the bell in the tower, there goes

Another boy from another side

The bulletins that steady come in say those

Familiar words at the top of the hour

The jamming city increases it's hum, and those

Terrible words continue to come

Through bras music of government, hear those

Guns tattoo a roll on the drums

No one mentions the neighboring war

No one knows what the fighting's for

We're tired of the tune, you must not relent

(It's this different kind of chemical system)

(Two thousand flushes, keeps the water crystal clear)

(Keeps the bowl sparkling clean continuously for about four months)

(No rings, no streaks, no stains)

(Just put the container in your tank and forget it)

(Every time you flush the chlorine crystals)

(Dissolve away rust and minerals before dirt rings and stains appear)

(And flushing sure beats brushing)

The generals vow to the government

We're tired of the tune, you must not relent