Pathfinder Songtext

He was dead on his feetToo many ends to meetHe felt like an empty gunHe felt the claw of the lawand heard the voice say "Son,What is it you're up to?"Looking like an accidentwaiting to happen.Politics, money or dopeEmpty pockets, emptier hope.You could've been all tucked in tonightTed Kopel could've been your nightlight. Instead we're both out hereLooking like accidentswaiting to happen.Good cop Yang and bad cop Yin. . .Strap on cuffs and take him on in.Yin says "This is just like shotgun fishing,we ought to come back to this hole again".Bitten lip bantor, loose leaf panthers,Way too wordy an episode. . .Likes to ride standing upon a bumpier road.Yang says "What do you think, the kid,he was trying to say?"The kid screams out "I'm just and accident,I didn't plan i tthis way."Pathfinder, 'tween wrath and rage.Time displayed of the open page.(Duct tape solo)Pathfinder. . .Well displayed