Whatcha gonna do

now, Kevin

Long Gone John

took your favorite face

 

Lie

Steal

Thieve

Deceit

 

Your favorite face

on the pavement

Saturday night’s entertainment

Step right up

 

When the boogie man

comes to get you

Judges your character

Judges your deeds

 

Pulls you apart

to see what’s hidden inside

Tramples cornstalks

beneath his feet

 

Passed out on the cross

She was born on the fourth

She thought those fireworks

were for her

 

She likes superhero movies

She has the answers

I have the issues

And Long Gone John

 

whispers in my ear

Tells me the smokers

are the last people

its ok to persecute