Dirt Poor Robins - Jim Jones lyrics
[Dirt Poor Robins - Jim Jones lyrics]
Then color the window
You gave us a sleep-through
With strength for a glance as
We squint at the glass
A story uncovered we cannot see past
You’ve become a Jim Jones to America
Merchants of panic are stirring our fears
Sifting through villains that amp
Up our tearing
They're baiting the headlines with
Herald and hux
If you bite at the line you'll
Be served up for crooks
You've become a Jim Jones to America
Now you better change your mind
I think I meant it before you try to smell it
Cause everyone's hanging on all
That you're saying
Like a fool on a rope who's
A noose and it jokes cause you don't
Don't ever give a damn about the venom
You've chosen for a weapon we’re pouring
It out for everybody else
Cause you won’t, you won't drink it yourself
We know you won’t
You won't drink it yourself
There's another Jim Jones another Jim Jones
There's another Jim Jones another Jim Jones
You've become a Jim Jones to America
You've become a Jim Jones to America