little black box
Singer:taxpayers, the
you can leave your paper down along the road
you can leave your plastic down in that dirt-filled hole
you can leave your money and your problems dangling from the killing cone
you can take that hole and fill it up with rocks
you can leave your house all summer-long and leave the front door unlocked
you can pack your secrets away inside that little black box
make a phone call to the dea
make a crooked deal with a kingpin in a darkened alley way
send a blind eye right up into the night sky when the bones begin to break
little black box: try to open it in secret
just to find the hinges locked
your tragedy and triumph is hiding in that little black box