Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Daddy's in the hallway
Hanging pictures on the wall
And mama's in the kitchen
Making casseroles for allMy brother came home yesterday
From somewhere far away
He doesn't look like I remember
As he stares off into space
He must've seen some ugly things out there
He just can't seem to sayOh, God bless this mess
God bless this mess
God bless this messI got a job in town
Selling insurance on the phone
With Robert and Teresa
And two con men from back homeBut everyone I call up doesn't have the time to chat
Everybody is so busy doing this and doing that
But something has gone missing
And it makes me kinda sadOh, God bless this mess
God bless this mess
God bless this messI heard about the day
That two skyscrapers came down
Firemen, policemen
People came from all aroundThe smoke covered the city
And the body count arised
And the president spoke words of comfort
With teardrops in his eyes
Then he led us as a nation
Into a war based on liesOh, God bless this mess
God bless this mess
God bless this mess
God bless this mess