Cracking Up
Come with us we're just a barrel of nuts
Upon the edge of disaster
Who's runnin' this charade
Playin' games
Who's got the serious blaster
And if we can find our way
Into the atmosphere perhaps we're
All jumpin' through time and space
Out our climb to the top
So we can all reach the truth
That we can't take away
Our transgressions with a voting booth
Skydivin' drivin' slidin' off the slope
Survivin' when I'm fallin' off backwards
All the time that I was flyin' cryin' out
Angels held me by suspenders
We're not suppose to live this way
Quite frankly though I don't know
How much bull shit I can't take away
My transgressions with a voting booth
Trying to space out while climbin'
To the top so we all can reach the truth
In view you see the truth once you take a deep look inside
Realize you can't clean up your conscience by election time
Make your choice in the booth yet the truth there is no priest inside
You must decide dumb, deaf, blind
And there will be no where to hide
No where to hide
We are all just as guilty unless we
Choose now to fight
Come with us we're just a barrel of nuts
And yes we're cracking up
We're cracking up
Opinionated inflated too far overrated
By the overdosed actors
Lost our way today but we're not to blame sociopathic type factors
And if we can time our escape
Into our own borders without order
Put up our own gates
That we have trouble climbin' to the top
So we all can see the truth
That we can't take away
Our transgressions with a votin' booth
Upon the edge of disaster
Who's runnin' this charade
Playin' games
Who's got the serious blaster
And if we can find our way
Into the atmosphere perhaps we're
All jumpin' through time and space
Out our climb to the top
So we can all reach the truth
That we can't take away
Our transgressions with a voting booth
Skydivin' drivin' slidin' off the slope
Survivin' when I'm fallin' off backwards
All the time that I was flyin' cryin' out
Angels held me by suspenders
We're not suppose to live this way
Quite frankly though I don't know
How much bull shit I can't take away
My transgressions with a voting booth
Trying to space out while climbin'
To the top so we all can reach the truth
In view you see the truth once you take a deep look inside
Realize you can't clean up your conscience by election time
Make your choice in the booth yet the truth there is no priest inside
You must decide dumb, deaf, blind
And there will be no where to hide
No where to hide
We are all just as guilty unless we
Choose now to fight
Come with us we're just a barrel of nuts
And yes we're cracking up
We're cracking up
Opinionated inflated too far overrated
By the overdosed actors
Lost our way today but we're not to blame sociopathic type factors
And if we can time our escape
Into our own borders without order
Put up our own gates
That we have trouble climbin' to the top
So we all can see the truth
That we can't take away
Our transgressions with a votin' booth
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Writer(s): Brian David Bell, Robert Edward Maltby
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