Safe in Your Khakis

You never thought that burnin down might start a forest fire Burnin houses down never felt so benign But in the midst of your hypothetical shutdowns You're getting off on molesting these stars and stripes Naked and asphyxiated Your eyes are just Dead stalks Naked and asphyxiated Your eyes adjust What can't be put off Can't be observed Lightning strikes When it strikes Corners aren't meant to be kept sharp as thus We all round out eventually Sometimes boredom is just what you needed And sometimes the corners are sharper than most Monsters and bedposts and closets for nothing The skeletons have something Yeah something, yeah something to share You never thought that your apathy could cause so much harm We only reap What we sow And in the midst of wrapping flags around your person You only get to eat what the upper crust casts out Naked and asphyxiated Your eyes are just Dead stalks Naked and asphyxiated Your eyes adjust Lighting strikes When it strikes And we die When we die Sometimes lightning Strikes twice Lighting strikes When it strikes And we die When we die Sometimes lightning strikes Twice