The Brake Lights - Vermont Yankee Lyrics

The kids were doing jumping jacks
When they uncuffed his hands from behind his back
They had pegged him for another crime
A crime of high degree
The priest came over at Christmas time
Cops still question the alibi
He said "do what's right, do the time"
Rolling joints by the Christmas tree

My brother the teacher
Burns a flag at half past noon
He's drinking with the preacher
Who'll be his sponsor in rehab soon
Just another son of concrete
Burdened by abstract views
We used to have so much more real fun
Dropping acid and sniffing glue

Some kids, they got some spraypaint
Swastikas under the bridge
Over the rainbow we cross for work
It's where we played as kids
It made the local paper
Yeah, they made their dividends
Now they're speeding down the highway
Out past where the yellow brick road ends

The river's up for sale
It's where they store the nuclear waste
You can barely notice
The difference in how the water tastes
Just wear this gas mask if you're playing out in the sun
Don't ask my why we're paying for what it is they make us become

Dropping acid and sniffing glue
We used to have so much more real fun!

The policeman's on his rounds again
Bustin' fare-jumpers on the road to redemption
There's a new prison up the road nowhey got a killer tax exemption
There's a new prison up the road now
They specialize in preemptive detention
One day we'll get our settlement
We may just get our pension
Maybe if we just keep begging
We'll see that settlement
If we ever reach our retirement
We'll get our golden pension
For a time that's worth forgetting
You can't win when you're only guessing
What's to learn when there is no lesson?