Preacher Man

Well he talks in confusion and he faults your point of view You talk about his apparition and he talks hear him laughing at you Contamination and radiation Let it crawl while the city sleeps Your turn to lay for bait for a while Now you're melting through your burning fields and all my people say oh Stop! When he talks connected scars reopen A thousand fingers reach out for you We don't feel no contamination We don't feel no contamination We don't feel no contamination We don't feel no contamination Oh keep talking