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One foot on the floor
Take your clothes off, pin it to the wall
Arjuna says, “show me all”
Stolen premise, swollen ego
Such a small crawl space
Such a waste, such a scientific mess
Dilapidated coup d'état
How they wonder who you are
How we came to be here
I’m fearing disappearing in the void
Of constant foresight
Melancholic limelight
Weiner’s blown it all
File transfer protocol
Vitriolic Jackson Pollock

Screaming through the haze
Driven by your lazy reason
Succulent cacophony
A temporal lobotomy
Deliver me trichotomy
Of rhyme and reason
While it’s seeming like
Injection of inflection
In the penance of your tax dodge

Now I’m crawling
I’m stalling time
I’m drinking wine
I’m trying to figure out
How this mess came about
I’m crawling
I’m stalling
I’m drinking wine
I’m feeling fine
For fleeting time
In the attainment
Of the pentatonic finish line
Every night I see us pulling through
Close my eyes and dream of us coming true
Missed opportunity in my mind
Chance is blown, I’m alone with visions ill-defined
No smoke blow westerly any more
Heaven won’t be knock-knocking on my door
Missed opportunity in my mind
Turned to you, but luck can be so unkind

I pass you everyday on my way to nowhere
In the same exact place as I light my second
Cigarette of the day without a care
We once kissed but now the opportunity’s missed in lieu
I don’t know what I’ll do if I cannot be with you
Oh, yeah,
Just look what's become of you
Ah, say what you will, but I’d rather let them eat cake first
There’s no debate how I came to negate the first verse for this drivel
Wait! Just let me swivel and try another tact for a while

Rumours of my demise have been greatly compromised and suppressed by those in the news
Hey, if they won’t report on it, they must have been bought, no?
What about Hillary’s lies, or Debbie’s surprise that we found out about their attempt to circumvent Sanders?
They sure seem bitter, so they’ll ask Jack at Twitter to silence the debate for a while,
Create a distraction and mass media inaction ensues
Of course there’s remorse, but I’d rather this discourse took on a happy ending, wouldn’t you?

Let them eat cake

Well, in the end I guess it’s just a word, just a promise, just a token point of view
But heck, I’m not Katy Perry, so I can’t expect Kingsmill to want to play me, at least any time soon
Let him mull over his taxpayer funded job description before he pulls the trigger for subscription to change

Let them eat cake

Hmm, I think we’ve been here before so maybe this time I’m just let the folklore speak for itself

Let them eat cake
Corruption, racketeering and seduction
Seems like we’re just pawns in this production
Escapism is no rebate from the deduction

Demoralising and surprising in every way
Finding it so damn hard to make it through the day
With this constant interplay directed from above

Stop, stand and quit and get ahead of it
Intelligence ain’t the same as wilful ignorance
Right down in the mud with face fed full of it

So we’re facing eight billion in divorce fees
Anxiety has got a stranglehold on me
Trepidation in the way that we are and this reality

Growing tired of the wired-in atmosphere
The temptation to lie is not partisan
Calculating, meditating when I’m eager to go

I got to know
I got to know
If we’re already at war with ourselves
Within ourselves
Without a soul
Maria was a lovely lady from Venezuela who arrived in the Lower East Side four months prior to our engagement
Long, thick flowing black hair and not a single care in the world
She bought me a macchiato and I bit my tongue
Her aromas blew my mind
We just didn’t know where to look as we waited for the world to turn
Tomorrow we’d find ourselves waiting idly, waiting ideally, hunting and prowling and panting like nomads
Bespoke, beautiful, youthful and broke
Seems love’s own worst enemy is within us all
It’s that trying sound that keeps you awake at night
Nagging and burrowing deep beneath your irregular, misshapen heart
Beat the nomads to the light
He dig the brunette
You take the pay check
Stuck in the road
So you’re gonna need a head check
I loathe the concept
You place a blind bet
Stuck in the road
You better go and push reset

Cable news deliberations
Rock the world to its foundations
So much verbal masturbation
VHS tape revelations
Burbank building renovations
Golden era lamentations
Despondent in your expectations
Seeking solace in migration

You’re stuck in the road yeah,
You’re stuck in the road
Step outside
There's no hiding there tonight
Sell your wine and copper wires
Then take flight

I will not let it go
Until we go sailing
I will not let it go
'Til we go sailing

Obsolescence in a summer haze
The hip magician Kodak prays
And begs and pleads and then
Plays his music at indecent levels
Cheating enterprises on the airwaves
And bypassing self-annointed deities
With passion, speed and grace
Gee, look at him go!
Gee, look at him go!

I will not let it go
Until we go sailing
Sonny's suicide's got me
Slinking so slowly down to New Orleans
Sonny's suicide's got me
Sulking and baulking down in Hoboken

You won't lay me down
On the streets of New York City
You will roam around
Like the clown that your father was
Before you

Clinton's demise is by the Democratic National Committee
She will roll over to British Petrolium
Just like Bush

Barry seemed quite happy
Launching drone strikes in Syria
The look in his eyes reflects the current national sentiment
Divided in two due to inaction by government

Trump will follow through on his promise to Mexico
Blame the news

Angela cries 'bout the state of the union
Standing in the rain
Breathing smoke like a dustman
I'm checking in, I'm screaming out

Been a strange kinda day
Watching thoughts preclude me
From the safety of my glass house

I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
Every night I fall asleep in the moonlight
Every day's a working holiday
Shrowded view in sight
Gonna get a fright when you come home

Skate right through the pain
It's gonna be the same
On follow through

Everybody's found a place to stay
Working hard, demanding equal pay
Warding demons in your residence
Creature comforts creep along the fence
Uh oh, uh oh

Take a chance
Broken noose in the park
Etiquette flowing like blood
Candle bearing vigilantes
Roaming the streets, hot on your heels

Broken noose, you’re on the loose
The mayor will prosecute without fail
Flailing arms in armoured cars
The boat you own refused to set sail

Ooo

Broken wheel, seductive deal
The bidder will not accept defeat
Spending nights in supermarkets
Feeding thoughts, refusing to eat

Ooo
Hard to muster courage
When disaster hits home
Look forward to nothing
But being alone

You’re coming up roses
With stems in your hair
You’re climbing that staircase
Your conscience unmanned

Way to land a job like that
You’re gaining all your dignity back
Oo we saw you growing
No way you’ve been thinking of me when

Carving up roses
With barely a care
Seem so damn precocious
The petals so bland

Coming up roses
With stems in your hair
You’re climbing that staircase
Your conscience unmanned

Carving up roses
With barely a care
Look so damn atrocious
With nettles in hand
Lost in a sandstorm
A mirage is sought for thee
Spitting mirror image
Is all that we might see
Gone long time ago
These walls melt like snow
Point of view is wasted
On everything you used to know

The sunshine whisks along the bank
You just can't refrain
Your pain is on the brink
Until winter comes

I will hold you tight
And circumnavigate your clothes
Til you find where we grow old
You're gonna go alone

You say you are here
Lost in a desert sandstorm
You say you are here
Lost in a desert sandstorm
In the shadows of a maniac
You sow the seeds of doubt
In the shadows of a maniac
It’s worth a shot to get out now
Oh, I’m feeling fine
Oh, I’m feeling fine

You took approach without caution
A forward leap to expected doom
A frantic claim of coercion
A toxic cloud spreading throughout your room
You said your piece without mention
Of anything that you did
The satisfaction’s with me now
I bet you wish you had quit

Oh, I’m feeling fine
Oh, I’m feeling fine

I don’t want your money
Let me go
I don’t want no paycheck
Let me go
The sweet taste of disdain
In the course of remorse got me thinking,
‘How am I gonna back it up
I been down on my luck all this time’

A quick dismiss with a kiss
And a pat on the back
In the cab that we were finally able to hunt down
Acting insane in mundane situations got us through the night

I copped an earful of your attitude
In the dead of the night
There’s no way I’m coming back
If you treat me like that, no way, no way

Ah, I don’t wanna go
But I’ll probably have to
Ah, I don’t wanna leave

When them plans they undid
Broken glass feels insidious
Rapidly bathing in insipid deliriousness
Blinding headlights exciting, inviting
And shamelessly reeling and dealing and feeling delirium

Ah, I don’t wanna go
But I’ll probably have to
Ah, I don’t wanna leave
Walking alone
Past her window
His sinister thoughts
Out of place
Look at her now
In the bathtub
A slither of hope
On her face

All I really wanna do
Is take a further swig
And start another riot

Creep to the edge
Incrementally
Sweat dripping down
On the slate
The depths of unknown
Seem so deadly
But you keep turning your back
On your fate

Made another mistake
But all I’m gonna do
Is start another riot

Hanging about
With the flightless
Belittled in life
Show of faith
They’re letting you go
Cross the mountain
They’re all laughing although
It’s a race

Maybe I’m disgraced
But all I wanna do
Is start another riot
Everybody’s walking down the street
Thinking everything looks so depleted
Find in time
You’re lonely, pony

Your stormy brat pack lacked reprieve
Soon to be you’ll be superseded
Find in time
So lowly, pony

Greeting no survivors in the car park
When the flood stops
We will get along

Greeting no survivors in the car park
When the blood clots
We will get along
Remember the pain
Though it's highly illogical
The danger's at bay
Cos it's highly illogical

Sleep even though it's impossible
Dream just like an imposter should
Sleep end the pain-riddled night
Sleep end the pain-riddled night

Savor the flavour
Your savior awaits you
Keep losing car keys
And treading on embers

Sleep even though it's impossible
Dream just like an imposter should
Sleep end the pain-riddled night
Sleep end the pain-riddled night
Nobody gets it
When you’re the loner
Nobody gets sick
When I’m with you
Nobody loves you
When you’re the moment
But sure do I do

I cling to the tallest of trees
Indifference puts me at unease
Loaded questions outsourced by design
Tainted visions sure are ill-defined

Nobody gets it
when you’re the loner
Nobody gets sick
When I’m with you
Nobody loves you
When you’re the moment
Nobody must miss you

The compass points north on rare occasions
The idiot’s back when you’re around
Domestic chores in isolation
Despite going underground

I cling to the tallest of trees
Indifference puts me at ease
Loaded questions outsourced by design
Tainted visions surely can’t be mine
Seeing reflections in mud
Relocation gets the nod
Seeking patience not the rot
Dealing aces takes the lot

Ooo where did you find the gun?
Ooo where did you find the gun?

Rear-view horizons there to spot
Centuries of rabid habits
Falling through the cracks
Falling through the cracks
Running for dear life
Without a sure cure in your sights

Ooo where did you find the gun?
Ooo where did you find the gun?

Sensing reflections there in mud
Relocation gets the nod
Seated patients, thickened plot
Double aces takes the pot

Ooo you’re falling down the wrong hole
Ooo you’re falling down the wrong hole
Ooo falling down the wrong hole
Ooo
Here in your arms
My only desire
Is to come back round
Tomorrow

How could you walk out
On what we had
We’ll be so sad
Tomorrow

Running for the hillside
Til you find another triple sec
In your front garden
Running from the sheer sight
Of a distant memory long gone
Torn from your cheque book
Running for the hillside
Til you find another triple sec
You might suspect it’s

Just me
Oh it is just me
And a bottle of Double Black
Just me
Oh it is just me
And a bottle of Double Black
Monotonous frights and fines
You look alright for these testing times
Cutting all ties with your past
Adapt, sit back and relax

Everybody springs to life
When you walk into the room
Well I’m no trouble when the lights go out
Everybody leaves inspired
When your back’s against the wall
An agitated, tainted, know-it-all

Stalling time with past regression
Standing orders in quick succession
Destructive nursery rhymes
Point of view nearing your prime

Everybody springs to mind
When you open your book
Well I ain’t here dear, you really ought to see clear
Everybody springs to life
When you walk into the room
Well I’m no trouble when the lights go out

Stately phony
Flee your homeland
Lately lonely
Flee your homeland
Stately phony
Wasted romance
I did not know the error of your ways
I went and fell, fell down onto my knees
You picked me up and dragged me up on stage
I did not know that it was just a phase

Way outta my league
Way out

The memories of all the things we shared
Keeps me up late, giving me nightmares
Exchanged a look, feeling scared but got no doubt
I am way out

I’ll try not to go crashing through your window
I was in a very deep sleep last night
I woke up and I saw sunrise at night
Losing touch each day
A weathered mind is on display
Neglecting to stay
A lonely kinda holiday

They just wanted to leave me all alone

I’m running cross country when you are in a sphere
Isn’t it lovely the thought of next year?
They won’t wait for days
Steamrolling the haze
A weathered mind has been misplaced

Watch me dive into an open sea of bewilderment
Now nothing’s gone as far as to admit it’s content

Fall into a variable sleeping pattern
Once reality starts to blur
Labour in love with no intention
To seek what you adore

Lonely are the plains of mountain ranges
Banishing the matador
Meeting strangers with fraudulent papers
Sifting through the metaphors
These walls are caving in
Sweet secret street done turning them down
Slim accounts of misfortune and mistrust after dark

Jet-setting ‘cross the world
Lost in these words, in these walls

You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again

These walls are caving in
Tailored tales speak soft with ease to ears
Rolling floor flat-footed excuses afterthought

Jet-setting ‘cross the world
Lost in these words, in these walls

You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
You’re in my mind, you’re in my head
I’ll shake you out so I can see clear again
On the bus, make a move
Talking cheap, mirrored view
On a lead without a clue
Take a seat for twenty-two

I see you in the back of the hideout
You stand and walk towards me

I don’t really wanna know what you do on weekends
I just wanna know what all the fuss is about
I don’t really wanna know what you do on weekends
I just wanna know why they keep checking you out

Hearing talk of big events
Hearing squawk of swig lament
Hearing talk of moments past
Here the words speak twice as fast

I see you in the back of the hideout
You stand and walk towards me

I don’t really wanna know what you do on weekends
I just wanna know what all the fuss is about
I don’t really wanna know what you do on weekends
I just wanna know why they keep checking you out

You got lost in the basement
Hit your head on the floor
Now your draggin’ those flat feet
Right back to my door

Tell you to go away
You don’t like what I say
You gotta save it for later
Cos there’s no time to go play

I don’t really wanna know what you do on weekends
I just wanna know what all the fuss is about
I don’t really wanna know what you do on weekends
I just really wanna know what it’s all about
We were walkin’ around
I didn’t know just what to say
Oh, the secret’s out
But I still don’t know her name

Come on clap your hands
And grab your plans
Well the start of the end is right here and right now!

Hey fictitious girlfriend
Can you tell me just how to feel?
You look oh so pretty
And you got oh so much appeal

Now pick up the phone
Go and journey wide
You’ll be all alone
And I’ll be by your side

Come on clap your hands
And grab your plans
Watch out!
The secret’s out!

Hey fictitious girlfriend
Can you show me just what is real?
Things could get so ugly
If these secrets we don’t reveal

Hey fictitious girlfriend
Can you show me just what is real?

Hiding the facts and the truth
From the eyes of the world
Blink and you’ll miss it

Hiding the facts and the truth from
The eyes of the world
Blink and you’ll miss it
Hey, you’ll miss out!

Hey fictitious girlfriend
Can you show me just what is real?
You look oh so pretty
And you got oh so much appeal

Hey fictitious girlfriend
Can you show me just what is real?
You will have to guess what I did last night
Cos my ears are ringing and I’ve lost my sight
For a piece of mind, you will have to pay
'Bout the way you walk, I’ve got lots to say

Dissection

Let’s dissect these words just a thousand times
I’ve got lots to say, I’ve got lots of rhymes
Yeah I’ve got some luck hung around my neck
Acting well before I got to check
You’re mad as a hatter, you’re mad as a hatter
Behaviour outrageous, infections contagious
We’re all concerned and it’s time that you learned that
You’re mad as a hatter, but that doesn’t matter

Don your clothes, it’s you they chose
You’re mad as a…
Get your way another day
You’re mad as a…

You’re mad as a hatter, you’re mad as a hatter
Behaviour outrageous, infections contagious
We’re all concerned and it’s time that you learned that
You’re mad as a hatter, you’re mad as a hatter
  1. Let Them Eat Cake Oedipus The King 3:53