BEN BOSTICK

Can’t find nobody to cast a stone

When you’re living in the city of broken bones

Can’t live your last day tucked away in a shell

You won’t be alone when you get to hell

 

There’s a bomb coming out of the sky and everybody knows

But the highway’s shut down and ain’t no place to go

There’s a party in the streets before we bleed

Everything’s free on Independence Day Eve

 

It don’t matter you’re a saint, a lover, or a liar

When you’re watching your city burning up in the fire

Faces flashing in the night, who could that be?

Voices churning in my head like a holy choir

 

There’s a bomb coming out of the sky and everybody knows

But the highway’s shut down and ain’t no place to go

There’s a party in the streets before we bleed

Everything’s free on Independence Day Eve