King of Catastrophes
You're talking to the king of catastrophes
So when I hear a fascism, I wouldn't put it past them
I keep singing to the second when they come for me
I've read to many books and I
I can't ignore the omens or the warning signs
You're talking to the king of catastrophes
It doesn't take a lot of might to picture some calamity
That crazy talking didn't help Cassandra much
The gift of wooden horses
You think it's full of candy but sometimes
The secret to survival in a world like this
Is use your head, before your fist
But everybody thinks the way to God is his
You're looking at the king of catastrophes
Pick one, just anyone, your typical variety
It's not as though nobody saw the ocean rise
Deny it with your dying breaths
For dollars and the scientists to say those lies, such lullabies
The secret to survival in a world like this
Is use your head, before your fist
But everybody once think the Lord is his
You're talking to the king of catastrophes
You're free to leave the room if you just ground your words like tyranny
It's not as though we're helpless, and it has to be
We left a couple notes behind, we built a wall in Germany
But pay no mind
Pay no mind
So when I hear a fascism, I wouldn't put it past them
I keep singing to the second when they come for me
I've read to many books and I
I can't ignore the omens or the warning signs
You're talking to the king of catastrophes
It doesn't take a lot of might to picture some calamity
That crazy talking didn't help Cassandra much
The gift of wooden horses
You think it's full of candy but sometimes
The secret to survival in a world like this
Is use your head, before your fist
But everybody thinks the way to God is his
You're looking at the king of catastrophes
Pick one, just anyone, your typical variety
It's not as though nobody saw the ocean rise
Deny it with your dying breaths
For dollars and the scientists to say those lies, such lullabies
The secret to survival in a world like this
Is use your head, before your fist
But everybody once think the Lord is his
You're talking to the king of catastrophes
You're free to leave the room if you just ground your words like tyranny
It's not as though we're helpless, and it has to be
We left a couple notes behind, we built a wall in Germany
But pay no mind
Pay no mind
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Writer(s): Bryan Grant Lee Phillips
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