Lyrics:

From the Album: * Paradise in distress In broad daylight Your clean cut town Has turned into a hunting ground And Mama don't need no crystal ball To see the weight That's coming down 25 hours a day 25 hours a day In the heart of night It howls for more The beast that prowls The killing floor And Mama don't need to read the cards To thell you times are gettin' hard 25 hours a day 25 hours a day You've seen it before It's been done to you In another life, it spell taboo Mama calls it Mama calls it: D