Edwin McCain - Welcome To Struggleville Lyrics
All Is Quiet On The Western Front,There Appears To Be A Lull.John And Jane Doe Are Sleeping Well TonightWith The Little Thoughts Inside Their Skulls.Salome She's Undressed To The NinesAlthough A Few Pounds Fatter.She's Got Pavlov's Bells On Her Ankles And Wrists,She Coming At You With Her Platter.I Stole Down To The WaterfrontTo Escape The Desert Heat.What On Earth You Gotta Do Around HereTo Try And Get Yourself A DrinkHeard John The Baptist Preaching"make Way For The King,But If You Wanna Recognize Him,You Gotta Tell Me All Your Sins"They Are Building A New GallowsFor When You Show Up On The Street.Polishing The Electric Chair,They're Gonna Give You A Front Row Seat.Heard A Sneer Outside The Garden;Salutation So Well-heeled:"welcome All You Suckers To Struggleville"I've Been Trying To Negotiate PeaceWith My Own Existence.She's Gotta Stockpile Full Of Weaponry;She Breaking Every Cease-fire Agreement.Whole Thing Is Full Of DecayJust As Sure As I'm Made Of Dust,And Into Rust I Know The Beast Is Falling.They Are Building A New GallowsFor When You Show Up On The Street.Polishing The Electric Chair,They're Gonna Give You A Front Row Seat.Heard A Sneer Outside The Garden;Salutation So Well-heeled:"final Stop! No Points Beyond Struggleville"
