The Beasts In The Fog
Copyright 2009 Mason Reed (ASCAP)

Oh Lord won’t you tell me what I’ve done wrong
I’ve worked hard all my life for money now the money’s all gone
And the hard times are coming, but I’m carrying on

I’ve been blasted apart
But my heart still holds a song
I’ve been a fool for time and money
But now the money’s all gone
The hard times are coming, but I’m carrying on

They say we’re coming on hard times
But I’ll get by just fine
Hard times are coming but I’m carrying on

You liars and thieves and bankers
and Wall Street tankers can all go to hell
I’ll keep smiling and singing until I hear them ringing my closing bell
Well the world is wicked, but she’s never been wrong
You can have all my money I’ll still get along
With a fight  in my heart, and my heart in my song
Hard times are coming but I’m carrying on

Stand tall, stand here, don’t fear
The beasts in the fog
Though the future is unclear, in the rear-view mirror
The beasts got it all wrong
And those hard times are coming, but I’m carrying on

We’re coming on hard times, but I’ll get by just fine
Hard times are coming but I’m carrying on.