“Can you tell me brother? Was I deceived, or in denial?
I was there, in the back of the room, when you testified

With your pitchfork tongue, you licked your lips and lied
We’re never gonna know how hard you cried
When you petitioned and your access was denied
‘Til the venom in your veins is satisfied
‘Til you suffocate and swallow down the pride

Well you can’t escape
(You can’t escape)
Yeah, you can’t escape
(You can’t escape)
No, you can’t escape the rising of the tide”

The Killers. “The Rising Tide”