Exit From Babylon
 
 

1. Big Brother is Watching You
2. Secrets
3. Isn't it a Pity
4. It's Time for a Change
5. In Spite of You
6. Painted Window
7. Jessica
8. Sweet Mother Earth
9. If I had a Rocket Launcher
10. Peace Prayer
11. On My Way to Houston

Exit From Babylon

On My Way to Houston

Copyright Powell St. John
Used by Permission  

On My Way to Houston

There’s a whorehouse on the corner

And the cops all know it’s there

They’re dealing out the back door

And the cops don’t even care

The corrosion and corruption

Is enough to make you cry

I’m on my way to Houston to buy a chicken pie

Security guard, a tub of lard

He’s starin hard at me

He just can’t be too careful

It’s that tight security

While the lunatics on both sides

Take their orders from on high

I’m on my way to Houston to buy a chicken pie

Fat cat corporate mogul,

Stinking scum bag in a suit

He has no fear of falling with his golden parachute

His defense stocks are ascending

He don’t care who lives or dies

I’m on my way to Houston to buy a chicken pie

There was this young fresh faced marine

He’s ready for the war

Recites to me a litany of what he’s fighting for

I had no heart to tell him

He’d been fed a pack of lies

I’m on my way to Houston to buy a chicken pie

Now all you NSA cats

With your sneaky spying eyes

I’m getting mighty tired of your sneaky spying eyes

You want to know just where I go

When and the reason why

I’m on my way to Houston to buy a chicken pie