You took us to the water
Promised all we could drink
And we had drowned in just about a week
All our sons and our daughters
Now the so-called elite
Drunkenly stumbling down Easy Street
Go smooth out the roads
We’ll trip up ourselves
We are the bougie destitute who rest in peace
Upon the noose of irony
That all we want is just beyond our reach
Thrown overboard into the depths
We learn to swim by lucky guess
Or post mortem
In just a day we’ll float the same you’ll see
(Anyway, what was I saying?)
The judge called us to order
And declared us insane
But therapy’s easy, I can’t complain
And I found God on the corner of my memory lane
It’s a pity he won’t speak to me these days
Hell, if you’re angry, just give me a sign!
Beware the world of gluttons
They eat before they say their grace
I know their belly’s full of nothing
And still they clean their plates
And take an empty doggy bag with them to go
Well, we’re making money to buy love
And you say love’s all we need
Can’t we just agree to disagree?
credits
from Precariously Arranged,
released February 3, 2019
Music and lyrics by John Norwood
Arrangement by Upstate Escape
Engineering/Mixing by Milton Georges (Hot Pump Studios) and John Norwood
Mastering by LANDR
John Norwood - Vocals / Guitar
Bryan Schwenk - Drums
Rob Sicurelli - Bass
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