A Street Called Straight

On a street called Straight they dress in black and white
And the norm is the same and the same is right
There's a rule for the dog and a rule for the cat
And I rule with my gun with it's rat-a-tat-a-tat
So my street gets straighter

On a street called Straight I push the cars along
And I knock down the people but who's to say I'm wrong?
On a street called Straight I'm wading through a flood
And it drip-drips red but I guess It's only blood
So my street get straighter

Don't push me, don't push, don't!

On a street called Straight I'm wading through a flood
And it drip-drips red but I guess It's only blood
There's a rule for the dog and a rule for the cat
And I rule with my gun with it's rat-a-tat-a-tat
So my street get straighter

On a street called Straight I push the cars along
And I knock down the people but who's to say I'm wrong?
It's getting late so the big man come, to tie
Me by the ankle and nail me by the thumb
So my street gets straighter

Sequestrator
Push the toy car out the way
Do as the sequestrator say
See the plastic soldier stand
As he takes the mock gun from my hand
The street gets straighter