You can throw your stones at the wind But the wind will keep on blowing You can throw your stones at the wind But the wind will keep on blowing
Ever changing paradigm No answers on the phone line Phonies phone it in Until it's finally at your front door What more? Dealing with the "Who?"s, "How?"s, and "What for?"s The "Want more"s The deep sleepers sleeping with their bed sores Head snores drowning out the sound/the grounded Rounding up the town until the monster's found howling Stay lounging Robbed by invisible men "Give me all your money or I'm leaving you dead!"
You can throw your stones at the wind But the wind will keep on blowing You can throw your stones at the wind But the wind will keep on blowing
It's gonna blow It's gonna blow It's gonna blow...