Afghan Forklift

Ringin' on the telephone, pick it up and say
 What's a man to do with all the trouble 'round today?
 Heard it takes a worried man to sing a worried song
 Sing it now, but Lord, don't let it all go on too long
 Chorus:
 Somethin' in the air, and it's movin' like a southbound train
 Sun is goin' down, and it seems like I'll be the same
 World keeps spinnin' 'round, people say there's debt to pay
 I don't knowtoo busy with my life from day to day
 But whosoever journeys up against that border line
 The shadows of an ancient flame burn away in time
 I was down in Arkansas, workin' graveyard shift
 Movin' crates for exportation with a big forklift
 Most were crackers, Coca-Cola, shoes and ceiling fans
 Two were marked Top Secret, headed for Afghanistan
 Chorus repeat
 See shadows on the sun, see a comin' thundercloud
 Nothin' will persuade, but all will be allowed
 And some will seek their god from a heaven in the sky
 Defendin' their affliction with a holy alibi
 Ringin' on the telephone, pick it up and say
 What's a man to do with all the trouble 'round today?
 I'm callin' up the president, ask him what he say
 No answer, left a message, when he's back from holiday
 Chorus repeat
 Now the drums are poundin', hear them blowin' on the horn
 Two hands are on the hammer, and the fabric has been torn
 Dam's about to burst, floods are all around
 No more water, little Sylvie, 'cause I think I'm gonna drown
 Ringin' on the telephone, pick it up and say
 What's a man to do with all the trouble 'round today?
 Heard it takes a worried man to sing a worried song
 Sing it now, but Lord, don't make it all go on too long
 All go on too long