Lock and Load

Well it seems the kids ain't alright

They must have gotten lost in the translation

Something strange going on tonight

So unfamiliar it's nearly depressing

Don't worry yourself sick about it son

The roof's caving in, there's work to be done

So grab your coat and hat and don't forget your daddy's gun

Now it's another day another dime

Another pool of sweat in the broil station

Nothing seems to ever turn out right

No spring break or summer vacation

Don't worry yourself sick about it son

The roof's caving in, there's work to be done

So grab your coat and hat and don't forget your daddy's gun