Nobody's Fault

Lord i must be dreaming

What else could this be

Everybody's screaming

Running' for the sea



Holy lands are sinking

Birds take to the sky

The prophets are all stinking drunk

I know the reason why



Eyes are full of desire

Mind is so ill at ease

Everything is on fire

Shit piled up to the knees

Out of rhyme or reason

Everyone's to blame

Children of the season

Don't be lame



Sorry, you're so sorry

Don't be sorry

Man has known it

Now he's blown it

Up-side down and hell's the only way

We did an awful job

And now they say it's nobody's fault



Old st. andres

Seven years ago

Shove it up their richters

Red light stop and go

Noble men of courage

Listen with their ears

Spoke but how discouraging

When no one really hears



One of these day's you'll be sorry

Too many houses on stilt

Three milion years or just a story

Four on the floor up to the hilt



(chorus)

Out of rhyme or reason

Everyone's to blame

Children of the season

Don't be lame

Sorry, you're so sorry

Don't be sorry



Man has known it

Now he's blown it

Up-side down and hell's the only way

We did an awful job

And now we're just a little too late



Eyes are full of desire

Mind is so ill at ease

Everything is on fire

Shit piled up in debris



California showtime

Five o'clock's the news

Everybody's concubine

Was prone to take a snooze



Sorry, you're so sorry

Don't be sorry

Man has known it

Now he's blown it

Up-side down and hell's the only way

We did an awful job

And now we're just a little too late


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