This Song Brought to You By a Falling Bomb

Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky? Hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard Setting off the car alarms as it passes by? Do you hear the static of one thousand de-tuned radios? Shut the window love, keep the world outside I don't want to think about anyone And the footsteps are getting louder Drowning out the sound of the rain as it knocks on the windowsill I'm not answering the phone, let it ring Lately I've been feeling like a falling bomb The ground is getting closer and the sky is falling down This song has been brought to you This song has been brought to you by a falling bomb By a falling bomb