all the wackos and the latent crazy loonies
all the junkies and the sly, seductive moonies
all the killers who can't handle their rejection
pumping out the bullets
in the hope of some attention
all the twisted jerks with their red necked brains
clutching cans and downing beer like drains
go cruising round for somone known
tracking down their victim who's afraid and alone
because we're living in an age of fear
where the issues are fudged
and intentions aren't clear
nobody knows and nobody cares
if you're six feet deep
or can't afford your fares
and the people on the street
are left to stand alone
they can't get away
they can't run on home
they can't
all the cracked up sickos and the wide eyed alkies
all the born again believers stalking through the
boonies
all the smart assed yes men with corporate
protection
in a world that counts its blessings
on a main frame erection
because we're living in an age of fear
where the issues are fudged
and intentions aren't clear
nobody knows and nobody cares
if you're six feet deep
or can't afford your fares
and the people on the street
are left to stand alone
they can't get away
they can't run on home
they can't