Naked from the fee
From the decade of the bees
On a new road
With no true know that see it
There's doubt in every face
There's a liar on the stage
And what good is it
If you don't hear him say of believing
Every clap brings out a warning
Get ready for the storm, it's coming
Yeah, it's coming
So slap back in the face
For a city county race
And a coin drops in the box
Don't change the meter
There's a storm and it's a raging
In the belly of the slaving
It's coming, yeah it's coming
It's coming, hey it's coming
And when the wind howls at your gate
Already it is too late
It's coming, it's coming
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