Nux Vomica

What say you, Lord

For the olive boys down in the house of corrections

As they try for love and any form of ascension

Am I on the right train headed in the wrong direction

What say you, Lord

What say you, Lord

Am I living wrong

Do you see a long road with no one on it

And the right of men that you learnt only to forget

You see my sad wife and my high margin of profit

But you don't care at all

You don't care

At all

What say you, Lord

Now that they're breeding all our animals insane

And the remedy is growing harder to obtain

There's a white horse running wild through the switch-cane

I can hear him now

And I fear him

'Til Kingdom come

Caught in this frenzy of elimination

Such an irreparable disintegration

My body's twitching with a ready expectation

For Kingdom come

My Kingdom

Come

What say you, Lord

Why is the truth of this so hard to unveil?

Though it's true I never knew what this would entail

From the hands of Christ to the heads of the Daily Mail

I'll see you all

And I'll raise you

Lord

Now what say you, all

I wonder when the light is brought up for sale

With the weight of love and the grace of the Baleen Whale

Will the severed Heads of State be at all curtailed

Will they be here at all -

Will they be dead and gone?

What say you Lord

Of the serpent-taled, forbidden fish of the harbours

And the ready-men, defiant drinkers and charmers

All lost and summoning the face of their fathers

Can you see them now?

I can see them

What say you, all

Do I believe it if I do not want it

Do I lie alone and keeps my cold hands off it

Honey, it ain't hard to loose your grip in the midst of all of this

But it ain't far to fall

It's not far at all

Pain

What