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«Well, can’t you see a flood’s a-comin'?»

Said the bird real high, «Ain't that somethin'?»

Said the people without runnin'

Can’t you see a flood’s a-comin'?

«Well, hey there, bird of misfortune

Come again some other mornin'

The people here don’t heed that warnin'

Sky’s too cloudy where you’re soarin'»

Like a silly bird I might sound

But from my vantage point, I found

That where men gather sinks the ground

And all the evil pools to drown

Yeah, they’ll throw that quarter down the machine

Right down that slot of dreams

And in the hands of unknown forces

It’ll land and amass in a town of corpses

Yeah, from the rich down to the poor

Folks move like revolvin' doors

And other pimps and thieves and whores

Just walk the streets down on all fours

That soldier boy without his band

Is marchin' down the avenue grand

His feet are sinkin' in the sand

And there’s tinglin' in the tips of his hands

And he’ll be screamin' how he’s better than

But there ain’t no one worse off than man

Carry that torch while in the stands

No one claps at our command

But happy are the foolish flocks

With houses made of building blocks

Selling stones and paying with rocks

While the lonely buzzard mocks

No, you never learned you’re part of all

The world looks better on your wall

Blind and deaf you missed the call

Now water o’er the land will fall

«Well, can’t you see a flood’s a-comin'?»

Said the bird real high, «Ain't that somethin'?»

Said the people without runnin'

Can’t you see a flood’s a-comin'?

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