Safe, they're all S A F E

[lsanderson]

Safe, they're all safe they say.
Pay no attention to the bridge inspectors
Scurrying, blowing dust off welds, searching in dark places
Where they've never looked before.

Pay no attention to the bridge inspectors. Or the reports. It's all lies.
If not, we'll have to refix the fix, but no, not the bridge. That concrete's substandard;
The iron rotten. It's cheaper to pay the fix than fix the bridge. Uncle John's firm
Made a ton of money, and still pays the bridge inspector; he ignores the cracks.

Oh do drive. They're all safe as safe can be. Pay no attention to the bridge inspectors;
But if you must, drive only over bridges on non-peak hours and
Drive swiftly over rivers. Do not pause or linger for the view
You may feel the rushing waters pushing inward on your door

And hear the crush of iron, that rotten iron Uncle John sold
While slipping money to the fools who bought it
Pay no attention to the bridge inspectors
It's all safe. The words all lies that claim otherwise.