Theme from Mean Season Lyrics

In a bunker in Kings County
Trouble on my mind
Theyre coming for the others
When theyre done theyll come for mine

Feel the chill in the air
Feel the tingle in the spine
Theyll make everyone a suspect
And make the trains run on time

Buckle down now baby
You got nowhere to run
This is mean season baby
Its only just begun

Tighten up your belt
And lace up your shoes
Times are getting worse
And you know youre bound to lose

They know just how to slice it
So we splinter and divide
They way they cut that budget baby
Youre lucky to survive

So hold each other tight
Cause each others all you got
The rivers dry, the sun is high
And the air is getting hot

You can feel the future creepin
And its not a pretty sight
Theres murder in the trenches
You better learn to fight