Lyrics:
An ill wind comes arisingAcross the cities of the plainThere's no swimming in the heavy water --No singing in the acid rainRed alertRed alertIt's so hard to stay togetherPassing through revolving doorsWe need someone to talk toAnd someone to sweep the floors --IncompleteIncompleteThe world weighs on my shouldersBut what am I to do?You sometimes drive me crazy --But I worry about youI know it makes on differenceTo what you're going throughBut I see the tip of the iceberg --And I worry about you...Cruising under your radarWatching from satellitesTake a page from the red book --Keep them in your sightsRed alertRed alertLeft and rights of passageBlack and whites of youthWho can face the knowledgeThat the truth is not the truth?ObsoleteAbsoluteAbsalom, Absalom, Absalom