Dear Mr. Brown Lyrics

Dear, dear Mr. Brown, I hope you're doing well

Last I heard from you, you had found something you could sell

To pay the operation bill so they could mend your heart

I never thought that it would cost your home, but I should start to recognize

That the idea of the world that I was taught

Has diverted from the guiding morals, now that they are fraught

With the same old malincentives that have bogged us down for years

But the brakes have fallen off the train will rumble on, I fear

Yesterday I met a man and to me he'd reveal

How he'd fallen and been crushed while he was welding steel

He told me that his boss had laid the onus onto him

And now he breathes in fiberglass and pulls it with bare limbs

The idea of the culture of this world that I was taught

Has diverted from the guiding morals, now that they are fraught

With the same old malincentives that have bogged us down for years

But the brakes have fallen off the train will rumble on, I fear

You may find it funny how the stories I've just told

Appear to be so far removed from my own story's fold

But Mr. Brown's old house was where I used to lay my head

And the fiberglass in our lungs is the reason that we're fed

The idea of the culture of this world that I was taught

Has diverted from the guiding morals, now that they are fraught

With the same old malincentives that have bogged us down for years

But the brakes have fallen off the train will rumble on, I fear