Steve Mednick Flood lyrics

Bridge I
I have one hand tied behind my back
And a blindfold over my good eye
The way it's looking to me right now
I better learn how to fly
The greedy man will try to bleed you dry…it's written in the book of lies
The first book of the heathens who...make fortunes on our dimes
While they steal from our life savings and play upon our trust, I know
The flood will flow…over the open shores…wake up before it's too late
Bridge II
Is there any way to escape the iron grip
Of the judges who are aligned
With the fiendish thugs who fill our seas with sludge
While guzzlin' down expensive wine
The empty man might flash a smile…yet beware of what he sells

There's nothing new in human nature, only the history you do not know
There's a liar on the airwaves talking about some miracle drugs, I know
The flood will flow…over the open shores...wake up before it's too late
Bridge III
I've got one foot in the winter snow
The other foot is in the summer sand
I feel like I'm drowning in the Texas tea
Does anyone understand?
Some will go by fire, some by water…and some by a saber sword
Some by hunger, some by wild beast, will their maker welcome them aboard?
There's thirsty man in my living room finding solace in my Johnny Black, I know
The flood will flow…over the open shores…wake up before it's too late