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Confessions of a Futon‐Revolutionist lyrics
Held like water in your shaking hands
Are all the small defeats a day demands
10-6 or 9-5 trying, dying to survive
Never knowing what survival means
Leave the apartment to buy alcohol
Hang our diplomas on the bathroom wall
Pick at the plaster chipped away
Survey some stunning tooth decay
Enlist the cat in the impending class-war
Lets lay our bad day down here, dear
Lets make-believe were strong
Or hum some protest song
Like maybe We Shall Overcome Someday
Overcome the stupid things we say
Say, I needed more than this
Say I needed one more kiss
We left that light on way too long
Lets plant a bomb at city-hall
Lets kill a member of the Legislative Assembly
Or talk the night away
You call in sick, Ill quit the word-games that I play
I swear I way more than half, believe it when I say
That somewhere love and justice shine
Cynicism falls asleep
Tyranny talks to itself
Sappy slogans all come true
We forget to feed our fear
Part of these releases
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- Track 3 on Fallow
- 2 Diagnosis
- 4 None of the Above
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