Head First

I want to know about your hideouts
Where you sleep, eat and keep your guns
Wake up and throw me a bible
And don’t speak about the fortunate ones
I’m going to watch the horizon
Keep an eye out from time to time
And I will play you a tune in a big fat arena
You are all going to be standing in line
Ain’t that the way they go?
I don’t see this thing ever landing
With all the crap you’re planing
Brickthrowing kids on the concrete
Drunken pastor hide in the church
Sixty women posing for nightclubs
All going in head first
Everybody watch the commotion
See the sights, the flesh and the bones
And spread your love in reasonable proportions
And see to that you guard you own
Ain’t that the way they go?
I don’t see this thing ever landing
With all the crap you’re planing
We will take you there, boy
Just be patient enough
And put your feet on the ground