Ladypipes at nine

A great voice is lost
So many came before her
But none stand above

A regular cavalcade at nine.

"I don't use any chemicals,"
She says. It just so happens,
And not to get to technical,
It's just another name for atoms.

Pop a pill, do a shot, snort up a line
We'll have tunes about poisons and drugs this time.

Countdown at nine

The source of monsters, source of power
The cause of shadows on a wall
A clock that ticks, close midnight hour
Once it is set, so burn we all

The shape of many childhood fear
The force behind "tornado drills"
It's been less than a hundred years
It lingers still, unhurried ills

"It saved a lot of lives," they said
We promised one every three days
For those ashen, un-buried dead
"The wind will blow" the old song says.

It only proves who's left, not right
Come dance to songs of bombs tonight.