Lyrics: One mere mortal's broken rhyme To tell the tale of the life and times In the age of the Voodoo Mouth Gaze upon a scene of death Shocked and awed with baited breath And on the scene live accounts Hypnotized! Hypnotized! Frames and plots and lies and lies We'll be back with the body count The story broke and we got it all From Hiroshima to the Berlin Wall It's your world but we're in charge Brought to you by your favorite credit card By my blood I will tell The levees broke and the towers fell I swear I saw it all on my TV From New York to New Orleans Times were hard and life was mean In the Golden Age of Misery Some folks looked for food to eat And others died out in the streets Our cameras caught the tragedy The bottle broke and the truth leaked out Fires out west and floods down south Mojo Risin' in the east While Little George rode astride the beast What if your life was blown away by a hurricane And everyone you knew was washed away And no-one came for days and days Just to see if you were ok? One mere mortal's broken dream Feed the fire of worldly things These are the schemes of the Voodoo Mouth Does not forget, cannot forgive Suffer not to let live An on the scene live account A million zombies on a chain Curse each other and share their pain And we'll be back with the body account The deed was done and they had their way Then on to Baghdad and Guantanimo Bay With Haliburton and Hell to pay Spat from the Voodoo Mouth What if your life was blown away by a hurricane And everyone you knew was washed away And no-one came for days and days Just to see if you were ok?