There's dust in the air and you can't help but choke
So you wash it down with diet Coke
When the sky is greyish yellow and you can't see the sun
And so you shut your eyes and the world comes undone
And that man you know that lives across the road
Smiles at you and dreams of slitting your throat
And you know there are millions who want you dead
For stuff you've never done and things you've never said
And the morning news talk about death and war
Like a day or a week or month before
And you know your future and you can tell
That sooner or later you're going to hell
There's despair in the air and you can't help but choke
So you wash it down with diet Coke