War Baby

And when the season turns to rain
War baby's grieving another day
Can't find the fire hose, the station's gone
Storm's come to clean our Babylon

Yeah the wheels start turnin'
And the rain starts pourin' down
Battle hymns start hummin'
They descend upon our town

Yeah the gears start turnin'
And the blood starts drippin' down
The police ain't comin'
Yeah they gave up on this town

Crackin' the bottle, he's got the itch to bank rob
Local branch long closed, they better thank God
Been a minute since he took upon a take-job
Nothing to take in this town except for crank-rock

Billy's back up on his feet I hear
Bad deals with bullets had him down all year
Teacher's the plug, barber's the surgeon
Local misadventures had him thinking he could flip batter flapjack

Cry scapegoat
High stakes, lamb lost
Maybe come the mama, often come the grey wolf
Heard about a flock of sheep down in Waco
Burning at the altar lead by Jesus with a Draco

Droppin' the bottle, he's got the urge to take off
Fell to his knees, way too late to beg God
Light through his eyelids
A terrible voice in his head starts repeating three syllables
It is done

Yeah the wheels start turnin'
And the rain starts pourin' down
Battle hymns start hummin'
They descend upon our town

Yeah the gears start turnin'
And the blood starts drippin' down
The police ain't comin'
Yeah they gave up on this town