every button pushed another warning

and seeing guys with rifles

crying ’cause they can’t go out performing

it all seems like screams

from toxic dreams and global warming

the whole damned place diseased

and rich men to be pleased

the goons and brutes appeased

and meanwhile in this shit pile

laws against pollution eased

plus got his liberators cheesed

I will need big joe to get through this week

life accelerates beyond my speed

did I dream of something once called baseball

who’s helming this chariot of greed?

my only goal is stay alive until mayday

and hope the angels scare the ghosts away