There were a few songs that came out of those years in Georgia. As much as I was struck by the warmth of the Southerners, the general climate of fear after the twin towers collapsed coloured my experience of living in the US. Things have changed, but it's no conspiracy theory that people are still benefitting from our worry.
Lyrics
Lightning Bug
there’s nothing up but birds in the air
but you’re still uneasy in your easy chair
nothing new has suddenly gone down
the dirt is chemical blue and the water’s still brown
it seems that every town is counting crows
become the capital of crime or of UFOs
they walk among us in everyday disguise
at the KFC when they serve you your fries
at night you burn the porch light
but it’s still not bright enough to see what’s coming
you take a holiday but never get away
what are you taking with you when you go
there’s a lightning bug inside of you
and it’s shocking what it puts you through
its easy to see where your faith has gone
out planting little flags all across the front lawn
and everything you dream shines a light
waiting for this waiting to end and go bump in the night
paranoia made a profit out of Davy Crocket
making sure the coast to coast was clear
when you fly they check your shoes for a hidden fuse
you never know where they might have been
chorus
bridge / chorus
there’s nothing up but birds in the air
but you’re still uneasy in your easy chair