Obnoxious Beat

Midnight thunder upon my head and I have no place to put my bed Darkness covers the bereaved sky And big trucks are rolling by Cars speeding up and down the haggard street And the crickets are rebelling in the trees The owl sits on the broken branch hooting a miserable song They watched mighty men scramble around looking for a passion that has broken down They hold down their heads in shame While the base rips its garment in two and every one slowly drifts away looking confused The night is not quiet and my soul is on fire I cannot tell from whence it came but something is going up in flame The wind is blowing from East to West And I am waiting on an unannounced guest who has all the power to uncover the mess The day of reckoning is approaching And the glimmer and glamour is drowning This night has pierced my troubled soul and the story starts to unfold The obnoxious beat echoed through the floor And the night bore its penalty While darkness looms over the contentious house