Panic Agenda from Script 2020 by John Tabacco

THE PANIC AGENDA

Stare — I only stare at the stair
Where — Where I will choose what to wear
Bare — I'm barely able to bear . . . . . this Heavy fare ain't fair.
There—When I was able to care
Dare—What I was willing to share
My despair—I’m all alone in this chair It scares my heart, I swear.
So when will it be better than? And Friend, when will I see you again?

Welcome to The Panic Agenda
Welcome to the start of the end
There won't be a way to defend ya
ALL YOU SEE -- IS MEANINGLESS . . .
Welcome to The Panic Agenda
Welcome to the start of the end
There won't be a way to defend ya
ALL YOU SEE IS MEANINGLESS . . . on that you can depend.

Pain – a window without a pane
Rain – a kingdom without a reign
Vain – a needle missing the vein It’s something in my brain.
Stain – a mark that always remains
Slain – a building struck by a crane
Disdain – like Abel talking to Cain
Everyone complains.
So when will it be better than? And Friend, when will I see you again?

Welcome to The Panic Agenda
Welcome to the start of the end
There won't be a way to defend ya
ALL YOU SEE -- IS MEANINGLESS . . .
Welcome to The Panic Agenda
Welcome to the start of the end
There won't be a way to defend ya
ALL YOU SEE IS MEANINGLESS . . . on that you can depend.

I remember then, when everything was fine
Before the time grew short, before the bottom line
When kids would run and play, and pay phones cost a dime
Before this anxious age, before the end of time . . . (yeah, yeah, yeah!)

Welcome to The Panic Agenda
Welcome to the start of the end
There won't be a way to defend ya
ALL YOU SEE -- IS MEANINGLESS . . .
Welcome to The Panic Agenda
Welcome to the start of the end
There won't be a way to defend ya
ALL YOU SEE IS MEANINGLESS . . . on that you can depend.

Welcome to The Panic Agenda!

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