One Eyed Moon - Smog City

It's a red alert
Yellow cake unearthed
We're smog city living and kicking up dirt

Amber waves of grain
Our perfect little hellscape
So why do we keep watching it circle the drain?

You could go to heaven for the cool, cool breeze
Or you could go to hell for the company it brings

Reptilian politician
You're the spitting image of your silver tongue

You got thick layers of grease
You're a nasty ball of sleaze
And I know you got tricks hidden up your sleeve
So don't think you're fooling me

You could go to heaven for the cool, cool breeze
Or you could go to hell for the company it brings

Written by:
Chris Moon

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