Don’t you have some windows

To go peek in, little red boy

Some conversations to ease-drop

Don’t you have some chaos to grind

Some innocence to squander

Some calm to shoot square in the guy

Don’t you now play fetch with lies

Don’t you now dance ’round a hanging tree

And won’t you…I said won’t you…

Stop at nothing

To see me swing

I know an enemy when I see one