people in crisis are watching the news
sitting at cubes
writing their personal blues
people in crisis are not in the mood
are coming unglued
are hungry and looking for food
what is needed don't come through
hungry and looking for food
people in crisis are hiding in stalls
missing their calls
nervously climbing the walls
people in crisis are chasing the muse
are coming unglued
are desperate and looking for truth
what is needed don't come through
are desperate and looking for truth
what is needed don't come through
what is free it ain't the blues
thinking of lighting the fuse
people in crisis are making their move
arriving in twos
warily eying the moon
people in crisis having nothing to lose
coming unglued
are angry and looking for you
what is needed don't come through
angry and looking for you
what's conceded don't ring true
what is needed ain't the blues
thinking of lighting the fuse