Trauma Lanes - Jonestown Lyrics

Take me
Away from here
For every crooked cop
In every back water swamp
They thought you'd
You'd get far
Well that's not likely hunny
Slaughter every pig
And paint the churches red
Well I know you thought you'd get far from there
Alright, I see you pointing those fingers
And see you talking that talk
But can you walk that walk
Who are we to say
It's not all for you
Burn it down and claim it
Burn it down and claim it
It's all for you
Well its all for you
Some call them saints
Some call it god
But if you ask me it's all f*cking control
But if you ask me it is all control