On the Hook

A dead silver spoon with needles in his skin Rode a pale horse down from Afghanistan Tears in the suburbs, mothers praying for their damned Death has crept into their zone of the promised land But just before each plague, the clearest prophecies Pandora's box in backwoods pharmacies A contract to die Prescription for a homicide A generation on the hook Addicted and commodified Prescription for a homicide Narcotic economics for the miner's sons The seams went bust so long ago with nowhere else to turn Strip mine the veins, drill the abscess dry Incentives for the architects of their genocide We've seen this all before in a different shade The Dark Alliance shifts to the modern age A contract to die Prescription for a homicide A generation on the hook Addicted and commodified Prescription for a homicide Prescription for a homicide They're never worth a second look Addicted and commodified Your prescription for a homicide A contract to die (A contract to die) (A contract to die) (A contract to die, die, die, die) Hippocratic hypocrites Breaking oaths and cashing checks Wrote an ocean's worth of ink Scripting a nation's disease A systematic business plan To broker death increase demand So flood the ghetto and starve the hills Kill them all with crack and pills Kill them all Kill them all --- On the Hook - Lamb of God