Nobody's fault

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lord I must be dreamin' what else could this be
everybody's screamin' runnin' for the sea
holy lands are sinkin' birds take to the sky
the prophets are all stinkin' 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 and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault

old St. Andres seven years ago
shove it up their richter scale
redlines stop and go
noblemen of courage listen with their ears
spoke but how discouraging when no one really hears
one of these days you'll be sorry
too many houses on the stilt
three million years or just a story
four on the floor up to the hilt

man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
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