Dudes Chillin', Death Creepin'

Being should be as easy as breathing
But rather than learning how to be we've just made it harder to breathe
Nuclear winter's a chill in the air
A man with a plan, a spectre, a scare
Whatever it is we'll make sure that it's there
Hope for the best but be prepared for the worst
That's our paradigm and now would be a good time, as good as any
To sift through what you've heard and why did it stick in your mind?
Did it strike you as conventional fare?
You've been lied to
Fed a line especially designed for you
The common fool
You've been had since the first day they told you that this is your home
What's home when you're a tenant
You're just paying the rent that's due?
So I'm not coming home
I've left my ride just outside of the fence to the north
Colder winters they don't scare me half as much as your winters do
What can I do?



Credits
Writer(s): Class Of 86
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