Envy Corps (The)
Wires & Wool
One for the bourgeoisieOne for the rowThe pace of the guillotine's quickeningNothing can stop him for nowI'll be fineOnce I repatch these cablesTo my spineThinning out like a skein of twineIn the time it took to write you this songI could have crossed my last RubiconBut the memories of fantasies of melodiesThey strung me back alongI want out, outPut me on a train anywhere SouthI want out, all outI'm prepared to drink a season of droughtI'll shake offThis dense desideratumLike a sloughAll hail to a mouth sewn shut!And in the time it took to write you this songI could have mapped a million ways homeAll the memories and fantasies were fallaciesI'd missed it all along
From Letras Mania