Song Description
A social comment
| Song Length |
3:20 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Philosophy |
Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The hound dogs are restless; they sense something in the air
The boys are crammed in the pickups; drunk and loaded up for bear
The women folk stumble, grumble, mumble moan and glare
Sister, sister how did we come to this?
We got the nod from God
But we're waiting for the devil's kiss
You got fast food culture, washed down with soft drink values
Peers circle like vultures ready to swoop down and nail you
Nobody here can fault ya but you know they gonna fail you
Brother brother how did we come to this?
We got the nod from God
But we're waiting for the devil's kiss
I went and got my spider web tattoo; threw my chain-saw in the truck
Been searching the bars for a hero but I haven't had any luck
So tired I feel like passing out when I should be passing the buck
Mother mother how did we come to this?
We got the nod from God
But we're waiting for the devil's kiss
Send me no more emails, no more texts or letters please
Half of us are on the take and the other half on our knees
I can't see the thieves for the politicians or the wood for the trees
Father, father how did we come to this?
We got the nod from God
But we're waiting for the devil's kiss
Everybody how did we come to this?
We got the nod from God
But we're waiting for the devil's kiss