souls on the payroll
are marketing subservience
golden casseroles
for overfed and decadent
whole rigamarole
the relatives of excrement
goal – total control
and one remaining regiment
the tumbledown is comin' to town
the tumbledown is comin' to knock you down
and make you frown
the tumbledown is comin' to town
the tumbledown is comin' to beat you up
and take your crown
the tumbledown is comin' to town
the tumbledown is comin' they're in your screens
and on your grounds
the tumbledown is comin' to town
the tumbledown is comin' you're out of luck
and gonna drown
moles digging their holes
are carving out the cognizance
crows over the roads
a black approaching firmament
stole your every hope
from suffering for sustenance
role marked to the soul
self-evident
the tumbledown is comin' to town
the tumbledown is comin' to slice you up
and mow you down
the tumbledown is comin' to town
the tumbledown is comin' to chew you up
and s*** you out