Alarma! - Daniel Amos

It’s a brain-drain overload laid out on the reel-to-reel

A warning of the afterlife

The afterbirth that tells us how we feel

Alarma, somebody’s crying

Alarma, somebody’s dying

Alarma, somebody’s turning away

Sugar cane in cellophane is playing at the radio station

Laughs out in the gallery

Believing that it’s all elation

Alarma, somebody’s bleeding

Alarma, somebody’s pleading

Alarma, somebody’s turning away

A wise guy in the sky invites you to his guilty party

Won’t charge you at the door but he sure knows how to get your money

Alarma, he’s pointing a finger

Alarma, he’s such a dead ringer

Alarma, somebody’s turning away