Murrow Turning Over In His Grave

All the sainted sinners They pay handsomely And eventually? They make the weapons And they run the prisons And they sell the justice Cause being guilty is Just good business And we'll be standing on The borderline Ain't no one there gonna Stop it now Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow had a child Murrow turning over in his grave Damn thing went wild Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow had a child Murrow turning over in his grave Damn thing went wild Half-closed eyes And the country's deadly Do you feel the ooze as your brain drains out From your pneumatic drills and sharpening knives Blood in the sky Are you dead or alive? All the restless people and the bitter green Well it fakes this gold, makes the spirit mean Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow had a child Murrow turning over in his grave Damn thikng went wild Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow turning over in his grave Murrow had a child Murrow turning over in his grave Damn thing went wild