Push the Panic Button - Stonewall Jackson

Well Billy Wayne was found this morning

Passed out in his car

In the back seat was a woman

That he’d picked up in a bar

When his mother heard her only words were

This must be a dream

Billy wouldn’t Billy couldn’t

He’s just seventeen

Push the panic button

Call the doctor, call the preacher

Blame his generation

Blame the high school teacher

Walk the floor and wring your hands

And use God’s name in vein

Then look into your mind

And find the ones who are to blame

Well Mary Anne came home tonight

With teardrops in her eyes

And told her dad where she had been

Instead of telling lies

He said cruel things and called her names

And said he didn’t understand

How a girl so young could be so dumb

And get mixed up with a man

Push the panic button

Call the doctor, call the preacher

Blame her generation

Blame the high school teacher

Walk the floor and wring your hands

And use God’s name in vein

Then look into your mind

And find the ones who are to blame

Remember that footsteps lift

The path your children walk

And the words they hear you use

Make up the language that they’ll walk

To a youngster’s eyes there’s no disguise

He’ll look inside your mind

And unconsciously they’ll follow in

The path you leave behind

Push the panic button

Call the doctor, call the preacher

Blame his generation

Blame the high school teacher

Walk the floor and wring your hands

And use God’s name in vein

Then look into your mind

And find the ones who are to blame

Push the panic button

Call the doctor, call the preacher

Blame his generation

Blame the high school teacher

Walk the floor and wring your hands

And use God’s name in vein

Then look into your mind

And find the ones who are to blame