Blue From All The Stress

from Rats & Swans by Science Made Us Robots

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lyrics

This stool seats the government and this stool sits police,
This stool seats the reverend, when he's not on his knees,
This stool seats the nurses and this one's for those who teach,
The rest of us can wait until this room is finally free.

I would break for you,
If you'd have me do the things you need, to make your time a little easy on the lines, your forehead gets, when you get old and blue from all the stress.

This pulpit’s where the judge hides when he needs your sympathy,
This cupboard’s where your manager can cry away his grief,
Being force-fed all this bull-shit should have rot away your teeth,
Aren’t you sick of all the dogma no one thought that you’d believe?

I would break for you,
If you'd have me do the things you need, to make your time a little easy on the lines, your forehead gets, when you get old and blue from all the stress.

I won't turn the lights down till I’m sure there’s nothing wrong,
And I won't cause a scene when you tell me go to home,
just keep me in your mind, like fluorescence on the pond,
When the lightning strikes and the all the rats are woken with the swans,

Oh, my mind is like a sewer flowing to the sea,
And I only make believe when it is time to leave reality.
Please steer my ship to land, by good hope against the waves,
Before we’re broke apart and marching to our graves.

I would break for you,
If you'd have me do the things you need, to make your time a little easy on the lines, your forehead gets, when you get old and blue from all the stress.