apocalypse no from help wanted by Teddy Quinn

looking at the world through rose colored gases.
wars of the word to overdose the masses.
how far will it go, how far has it gone.
how long has this been going on
as a matter of policy?
i ran in to a neighbor, he was loading his gun.
i said 'do me a favor, man, put that thing down?'
how far will it go...
man-made monsters, gods and natural disasters.
i'm looking at the odds
to see which ones arrive faster.
how far will it go...
i take a deep breath anytime i can.
you know you scare me to death
when you start talking about your plan.
how far will it go...
i know we're going to make it
but we better slow down.
please don't say it's the apocalypse now.
how far will it go...
there's a tattoo'd martyr standing on the corner,
blessing all the cars passing by,
as winter gets colder
the cross becomes heavier upon his shoulder.
they called him a demon,
i was driving the gremlin
down by the circle k,
they called him a pagan when they
set him aflame but he was not ashamed,
he was not to blame &
he deserved to be addressed by his proper name.
when i was a boy i listened to the stones.
that was before they lost brian jones.
he was the one i wanted to become
but he sank like a stone in a pool and then
he was gone.

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