Be Good

Pink and White pick a day to spar in the Azizabad bazaar
Shooting up bread and candy bars
Zia making castles in the sand with henna on her hands
And a family who understands nothing is forever
Ride the ring road to the celebration
With the guy who's making bombs for a nation

The uncle of the brother of the maker of the bombs
Is turning on the charms for a reservoir dog
I think I see a T-man running house to house
While Willy Pete spits from an ugly: "Kiss the burning bride!"
Mr. Pink's making family axes
With the money your momma paid in taxes

Welcome to the modern world
Where it's better to look good
Than to be good, be good, be good

The maker of the bombs saved his soul
Running like a rat though a hole
With an M4 on his back and the poppies in a sack
For the junkies waiting back in Hackensack
Ollie on the news had crazy views that
"Might makes right by turning babies into martyrs overnight"
Call in the general with a pail of paint
To tell the world: "Everything is what it ain't"

Welcome to the modern world
Where it's better to look good
Than to be good, be good, be good, be good



Credits
Writer(s): Pat King
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