Murrow Turning over in His Grave

All the sainted sinners they pay handsomely

And eventually? They make the weapons

And they run the prisons

And they sell the justice cause

Cause being guilty is

Just good business

And we'll be standing on the borderline

Ain't no one there gonna stop it now

Murrow turning over in his grave

(Murrow's turnin' over in his grave)

(Ed Murrow had a child the damn thing went wild)

Murrow turning over in his grave

(Murrow's turnin' over in his grave)

(Ed Murrow had a child the damn thing went wild)

Half-closed eyes

And the country's deadly

Do you feel the ooze as your brain drains out

From your pneumatic drills and sharpening knives

Blood in the sky

Are you dead or alive?

All the restless people and the bitter green

Well it fakes this gold, makes the spirit mean

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow had a child

Murrow turning over in his grave

Damn thikng went wild

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow turning over in his grave

Murrow had a child

Murrow turning over in his grave

Damn thing went wild