Goddamn

Goddamn the man with the megaphone Goddamn his guarantee Goddamn the fool when his ass is shown And goddamn me I never claimed that I was heaving with a fortitude I never signed on the line So don't expect me to be dripping with a gratitude That isn't easy to find Once again with the signalmen Under the same marquee It's good for the comedian But not for me So scared to think about the world our kids will have to see It haunts our every day We try to lean upon the levers of reality In all the usual ways Eyes dart across that paper in the morning And you know what you'll find Another stark mad raging red warning For mankind Raise your voice 'til you feel it in your lungs No matter what the score Devour the day until you're coated in its crumbs Then ask for more You never know until you're reaching for a finger-hold Upon the battering ram If anyone will help to shoulder such a heavy load Or give a good goddamn