lashingout

Craftsman houses, cul-de-sacs, nativities on the lawn Paper planes and soccer games and stay at home moms Neighborhood watches over safe school zones Born on third with a ticket punched for home Do you feel like Do you feel like lashing out? Black paint on the yellow brick road Shrapnel in the undertow Do you feel like lashing out? Fertilize the greener grass, throw an Amazon parade Little cardboard kingdoms to keep the emptiness at bay Little boxes made of ticky-tacky and fair trade fancy cars Stare right through the blue light and throw a filter on the scars Do you feel like Do you feel like lashing out? Black paint on the yellow brick road Shrapnel in the undertow Do you feel like lashing out? All the pretty people build a wall with a picket fence They stay late at the office and pick a vice for lent Mother's little helper to medicate the stress Picture-perfect parapets in towns we'll just forget Do you feel like Do you feel like lashing out? Black paint on the yellow brick road Shrapnel in the undertow Do you feel like Do you feel like lashing out? Claw hammer coming at a nail Your heart on a cat-o-nine tails swinging round Do you feel like lashing out? It would be water into wine to turn these lemons into lemonade I want to be god for a day It would be water into wine to turn these lemons into lemonade I want to be god for a day I want to be god for a day