Whiteouts and Black Clouds
I hear it coming on the old ham radio
I need a little more time now
A little something for the long walk in the snow
A long way to the next town
Freezer burn my skin in acid rain
Digging through the fallout
A step in any direction looks the same
Just white outs and black clouds
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
I see 'em coming on the nightly TV show
Red alert on standby
They're in our church, they're in our work
They're in our homes
Just trying to slip by
But you can spot 'em by the way they love the cold
Cracked skin and dry eyes
They're always listening to that goddamn radio
They keep falling for the big lie
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
I hear it coming on the old ham radio
I need a little more time now
A little something for the long walk in the snow
A long way to the next town
Freezer burn my skin in acid rain
Digging through the fallout
A step in any direction looks the same
Just white outs and black clouds
I see 'em coming on the nightly TV show
Red alert on standby
They're in our church, they're in our work
They're in our homes
Just trying to slip by
But you can spot 'em by the way they love the cold
Cracked skin and dry eyes
They're always listening to that goddamn radio
They keep falling for the big lie
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
I need a little more time now
A little something for the long walk in the snow
A long way to the next town
Freezer burn my skin in acid rain
Digging through the fallout
A step in any direction looks the same
Just white outs and black clouds
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
I see 'em coming on the nightly TV show
Red alert on standby
They're in our church, they're in our work
They're in our homes
Just trying to slip by
But you can spot 'em by the way they love the cold
Cracked skin and dry eyes
They're always listening to that goddamn radio
They keep falling for the big lie
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
I hear it coming on the old ham radio
I need a little more time now
A little something for the long walk in the snow
A long way to the next town
Freezer burn my skin in acid rain
Digging through the fallout
A step in any direction looks the same
Just white outs and black clouds
I see 'em coming on the nightly TV show
Red alert on standby
They're in our church, they're in our work
They're in our homes
Just trying to slip by
But you can spot 'em by the way they love the cold
Cracked skin and dry eyes
They're always listening to that goddamn radio
They keep falling for the big lie
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
Boys, we're under attack
Steady at your guns now
Send a rocket back
Don't let 'em cross town
The word came in from brass
Gotta hold the line back
Hold your stations now
Ready for the counterattack
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Whittemore Crowder, Jacob Clayton Boyd, Jesse Zachary Kickasola, Nolan Ross Feldner, Stephen Howard Keith
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