With time spent looking over our shoulders
As a matter of fact, afraid to turn our backs
Not so wise although much older
Compassion these days is something we lack

And could these shoulders get any colder
What's in it for me is the new group think
Make our next move according to pollsters
The despair out here is getting deep

Up one coast down the other
Sea to shining sea
Home of the afraid the way we are governed
Land of the not so free

With points to make we point out others' problems
Burn memories in effigy
Flic your Bic, smoke em if you got em
Look at yourself but don't look at me

We hide our faces as we hide the facts
They only seem to get in the way
We once were first, now we're dead last
Right out of the starting gate

Up one coast down the other
Sea to shining sea
Home of the afraid the way we are governed
Land of the not so free

We measure our progress
With the moves that we make
Inch ourselves forward
Step by outlandish step

In the direction we're pointing
Crane our necks to the sky
Feeling anointed
Never questioning why

The flag we are flying
Is coming unfurled
Not quite perfect timing
In this counter-clock world

Shifting our purpose
To suit growing needs
Feel that it's worth it
Desire mixed with greed

All with our hands raised
This show of unified force
The blurred lines are fading
As we run out this course

Should have known better
Tossing the swine all our pearls
Not quite perfect timing
In this counter-clock world

I certainly don't know this
And for sure I don't know that
No idea of where it is
Or where I saw it last

I don't know what to say
Or even what to do
I came too early to be this late
Here without a clue

I tend to lean on
I don't know what it means
From the very start
With everything I've seen

Don't know my righty tighty
From my lefty loose
No matter how you twist it
Here without a clue

I don't know what is in
I haven't figured out
Only thing for certain is
I am filled with doubt

I don't know what to choose
When it comes to what to do
Which direction I should turn
Here without a clue

weren't we all once tolerant
able to see other views
at what moment came the point when
you turned on me
and i turned on you

there was no need to agree
but still heard each side out
didn't take the other off at the knees
never once try to out shout

our differences of opinions
were what made this country strong
took what we had to give and
all tried to get along

never once drawing out battle lines
with nothing to cross or be cross
everyone got along just fine
we weren't out to win so nobody lost

where went all that tolerance
we had in others views
at what moment came the point when
you turned on me
and i turned on you

This world has been invaded by aliens
Though there's really no need to show fear
They've been living for years now among us
You'd be surprised at how very near

They're everywhere in our daily activities
In fact you wont believe what they've seen
By now they know us as well as we know ourselves
Try not to let "that" give you the creeps

I can't think of a place where their not sitting
Watching our most intimate moves
They've probably seen movements by our President
Which wouldn't make for good nightly news

They've found out they can't breath in our climate
After all these years they've left their suits on
That poses a bit of a problem
Cause that's exactly where they went wrong

It's all in the design of their equipment
On their planet they just couldn't tell
That their spacesuits look a lot like our toilets
Which hasn't gone over so well...

here's a little kick
in the tail truth
the real world in which we live
does not revolve around you

the small pedestal
you've placed yourself on
only points due south
to all that is wrong

you want us all delusional
to your point of view
let me break it to you buddy
you best get a clue

cause you've clearly lost
most of your mind
so let me just toss
you a slight piece of mine

this he/she/furry
they/them/or their
i've come to the point
where i no longer care

feel free to join back
with reality
you'll find that it's not
such a bad place to be

i hope that this kick
in all honesty
did as much for you
as it has for me

there's a little black spot
on my soul today
more likely than not
it'll go away

out of sight out mind
it tends to grow
if i don't take the time
to feed my soul

there's a little black spot
on my soul today
out of control
with the mess it makes

staying out of God's word
heart, soul, and mind
all i tend to hear
are the same old lies

there's a little black spot
on my soul today
much bigger than that
of yesterday

the closer i get
to the end
the less that i have
in righteousness

there's a little black spot
on my soul today
like it or not
it won't go way

unless i let go
of full control
i'll never get rid of
this spot on my soul