Centennial Perspective

Stoke the fire with a resurrection and you're piercing through the surface Tangled direction this old hermit thinks he serves a purpose for Yelling at the television all day long Yeah, everybody's got an inquisition song Boiling hot politicians, kick 'em in the keister Each year rolls into one, Mr. speaker Centennial perspective, it's all up in the air Centennial perspective, hot on the heels myriad Centennial perspective, it's all up in the air It ain't for the faint-hearted Huffing and a puffing its Satan's shout, calling last drinks now Mother Nature's sobbing in the corner alone, Jesus with a tab in his mouth Who's throwing bottles at the cover band, Medusa and her boa constrictors Oh-oh, look at those limbs flailing with their walls covered in scripture Huddled around the jukebox playing The same tune every evening Karaoke in godforsaken dead end dump where we do our waiting Waiting for the new generation Centennial perspective, it's all up in the air Centennial perspective, hot on the heels myriad Centennial perspective, it's all up in the air It ain't for the faint-hearted