When you say you're thinking it's maybe
You know it's for sure
When the shit comes down from the ceiling
You know you've hit the floor.
Turn your TVs down.
Throw your money to the ground.
Or I'll be taking the blame for tomorrow,
I'll be taking the blame for tomorrow.
These things you see
Want you to go
And take on your life, and all the things you know.
Your pride may bleed,
Your back's to the wall,
But don't back down darling, you're wishing to go.
It's just Salem, Salem, Salem outside.
When you say you'll pay for the problem
You know you're forgone.
When the crowd becomes your controller,
You know you've been the cause.
Turn your TVs down.
Throw your money to the ground.
Or I'll be taking the blame for tomorrow,
I'll be taking the blame for tomorrow.
These things you see
Want you to go,
And take on your life, and all the things you know.
Your pride may bleed,
Your back's to the wall
But don't back down darling, you're wishing to go.
It's just Salem, Salem, Salem outside.