The Loan Officer (Socialism or Barbarism) Sunset disintegrates My mind's been shadowy of late Deluxe Inn, hey South Dixie Highway, weekly rates Talk radio In my early 90s Impala Shouting out, hey We got a late-night caller Loud and clear, you know the revolution's here Storage unit, down by the docks I'll get my guns out after the equinox Parking lot in back of the bank Two blocks behind, siphon his gas tank Seas boil, streets riot People gonna burn it if they can't buy it Golf hat with blood on the brim Dump the body where my ocean view would have been I'd prefer To discuss my payments after hours Rooftop pools glow Follow his Beemer from the towers Name and photo Make it look like a robbery Can't blame my bills, no I would kill this guy for free After he took her away from me Storage unit, down by the docks I'll get my guns out after the equinox Parking lot in back of the bank Two blocks behind, siphon his gas tank Seas boil, streets riot People gonna burn it if they can't buy it Golf hat with blood on the brim Dump the body where my ocean view would have been I know This could never bring her back That beachfront condo Atlantic breezes from the black When he washes up to shore I sorta hope they bring me in I'll say I've never seen him before and I hope I never do again And they'll look for a motive or a witness or a curse We're all on our way to hell, he just got there first