Jack McCann - Roadkill Lyrics

Smell the roadkill in the rose bush
See the sunshine hit the tow trucks
See plastic bodies ride brown waves

Look past the smokestacks to see clouds
Hear a choir underground
Hear a tree crash silently down in its grave

See the tire marks in the soil
See the mountain tops in the oil spill
In the lake where the fishes swam and sat down in the sand

See a forest in a phone screen
Hear a red fox run on dry leaves
From a man with dry red blood dripping from his hands

See a bird perched on the stovetop
Hear a rooster 'neath the gunshots
Smell sewers spew out a rushing city stream

See the blue ceiling start to fall
Hear the angels final call
As the oceans we filled up flood us through the streets