Uranium City Songtext
von mcenroe

Back from uranium city
Where they ain′t want your pity
They want tranquility not bankability
And I seen the future
The Bank of America ain't a factor
It′s a lack of running water
No area codes, air traffic controls
Survival modes or burial nodes
It's locals only, homie
Fur trade economy
First state dichotomy
First alert, we went from first to worst
In a few short years
Till we burst the purse
We rob the coffers too often
The rainy day fund
Await day one and now exhausted Paid for fun
On layaway for lazy play
Now it's back to ones like crazy eights
Or reversi, Othello
Lord have mercy
The shell codes, hell holes
Help odd fellows
Odd fellows help
Who spreads the wealth?
American dream is every man for himself
Gotta privatize this people′s republic
This cheapening peace just increasing the profit
This bargaining chip, this lobbyist beef
This government shit just laughably weak
And I can′t help hearing this levee, it creaks
So I'm headed up north to Saskatchewan
Peace


It′s a wide wide world
Gotta find a new place to hide
It's a wide wide world
Gotta find a new place to hide

Population 89 and declining
Built for mining
Booming uranium refining
Providing the fuel for energy and weaponry
Entropy increase
The peace is the enemy
Pleasantly blown out
An outpost loaned out
Leavers need to wait a week and be flown out
Or phone out at least
Wait till the day of the beast
All communications cease
So we pray to the east
The sun up
The run up to reckoning
Hunting and gathering and gun club
We done done it
Undone in a couple decades
It′s so stunning
I'm done running
My bed′s made
I'm weary of war stories
Head for the border near the north territories
Find us in abandoned mine dust
Uranium city
Time's up, time′s up, time′s up

It's a wide wide world
Gotta find a new place to hide
It′s a wide wide world
Gotta find a new place to hide

It's a wide wide world
Gotta find a new place to hide

I don′t know, I miss a lot of how things were
A lot of trivial stuff, you know
Guilty pleasure stuff
Stuff that as it happened used to feel wrong
But we did it anyway
The chocolate sundaes and reality shows
And driving a car real fast
Nowhere to go, just wasting gas
We wasted so much stuff
So much energy and time
But life has purpose again
We're working towards something
It′s simple but it's rewarding
Back to basics
The future of bold