The Home

Plastic flowers
dust-covered on the window sills
Prescription bottles
rattle till they’re filled
Partial decks of playing cards
Soap operas repeat on the tube
Sunday best on granddaughters
The piano’s out of tune

We are the catatonic
We are the forgotten ones
Sit up and set this place on fire

Nurse’s station
Pain pills in pockets of neon scrubs
Smokers’ union:
The yellowed vow to protect your health
Seeing stars through cataracts
Waking hours lose to naps
A.M., P.M. jumped the track
No fiction to these facts

(chorus)

Bathrobe bodies
Wander halls in florescent light
Misplaced mem’ries
Hallucinations on the rise
Clear heads are screaming
Silenced by the kids who left them here
Fight is waning
But the burning outweighs the fear

(chorus)

Remember when we were young?
We used to tear up the town
No one pushed us around.

Pick up some girls for the drive
Whiskey, a gun, too much time
We set that cornfield on fire.

Boy, those were the days
No one got in our way
Let’s go out with a bang

Take this match to the top
Tear your faded clothes off
Strike it and let it drop.

Lift ladies up from their wheels
Spin ‘em right off of their heels
Kiss them until you can feel.

Feed the furnace on the rise
Let the smoke enter your eyes
Dance as the flames eat the sky.

Yeah, this is the day
No one blocking our way
Let’s go out with a bang