The Cold Front Lyrics & Chords By The Taxpayers

Unchecked growth climbing up the walls. Clear and calculating, mathematically-involved individuals resolve that: "When the Cold Front hits, all you people better hit the deck. Yeah when the Cold Front hits, you better hide or you're gonna regret it." My husband lives inside a hole. My brother reads the Bible. He shakes the walls and threatens us all that: "When the Cold Front hits, all you people better hit the deck. Yeah when the Cold Front hits, you better hide or you're gonna regret it. Yeah when an angry God comes down, you're gonna totally get it. Yeah when the firestorm hits the town, you're gonna beg for death. You're gonna beg for death. You're gonna beg for death."