That dog is vicious with a smile on his face  Can be rough-shod and mobile or well-bred as lace  And Peter's crying wolf, this week he's eating from the streets  With one shoe on, with one shoe off, he's crawling on his feet  Now there's warnings' moving clockwise in my direction  Wake up yawning just in time to cushion the blow  There's a buzz alarm at sunrise, it wants my attention  But my legs are pins and needles and my fingers are slow, too slow    Changed my religion and I look to the east  And I check my local papers for the mark of the beast  It's the trumpets above me that disturb me the least  'Til my logical thinking is illogically ceased  Now there's warnings' moving clockwise in my direction  Wake up yawning just in time to cushion the blow  There's a buzz alarm at sunrise, it wants my attention  But my legs are pins and needles and my fingers are slow, too slow    My friend is happy, she moves to the breeze  And she devotes her energies to saving the trees  While I think of people dying on their knees  While we're two of the millions more ignoring their pleas  While there's warnings moving clockwise in my direction  Wake up yawning just in time to cushion the blow  There's a buzz alarm at sunrise, it wants my attention  But my legs are pins and needles and my fingers are slow, too slow (Too slow)    My hands are steady and I look to the skies  And I ask for a messenger who never replies  I see jets over Jordan and tears in the eyes  Of a people who weather while society lies  Now there's warnings' moving clockwise in my direction  Wake up yawning just in time to cushion the blow  There's a buzz alarm at sunrise, it wants my attention  But my legs are pins and needles and my fingers are slow