Things went haywire somewhere along the way. They have taken hostages, someone should have told them that we are all going down, caused by a engine burn out when our wires got crossed and left in fray. They live in fear and this you can hear as they are calling out for help with big crocodile tears. Mayday..Mayday.. but no one is there, so you are stuck like a piece of shit up the creek with no paddle. You will never see dry land again no matter how close it appears. How can you fight back if you don't even know you are in a battle? It's like trying to ride a horse without a Sattle.
Just then the captain appeared, he said...That spirit hasn't been here since 1969, but you will be fine.. carry on your wayward son and go stop the slaughter of those who heard together as cattle.
Now where you headed ol' friends? What's that you say? Oh yes, that is a familiar place, a good old town, so many tormented lost souls still lingering around and some may never be found!
Down yonder in the deep south, east Texas, and if you stand in the right spot they have 4 state's that settle all around....