Stonewall Jackson — Push The Panic Button

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