every city got an artery where the blood breaks down an avenue or a boulevard and a boy who wears a crown indigent lifestyles imply lack of means dogmatical authoritarians dictate the a promise to go to heaven won t put salvation in sight whirlwind is coming whirlwind is coming a promise to go to heaven won t put salvation in sight whirlwind is coming down on me when the factory shut down so did the place he lived blood money for junk bonds by a white collar fugitive all the tax free incentives ain t going to help him now five generations of job security gone out like the horse and plow a promise to go to heaven won t put salvation in sight whirlwind is coming whirlwind is coming a promise to go to heaven won t put salvation in sight whirlwind is coming down on me my old man worked his troubled life in a nowhere dead end job he drank the pain away i ll be damned if that s me having my dreams robbed the working class carries a country that has been rotting inside for years the pigs cuffed my old man in the front yard i saw through eyes of tears whirlwind is coming whirlwind is coming a promise to go to heaven won t put salvation in sight whirlwind is coming down on me