beat, can’t sleep summer heat and the blurry vision very weary bleary eyed tried by the television news shows cop shows paid advertisements late night religious nut’s spiritual advising sending me in to a skeptic’s fit like the end is nigh, and i think i’m down for it who the hell is president? what does he do? what does it mean vote for x – it’s all the same, rearrange the balls an’ chains
as if it really mattered another night thinkin how to change the world Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna hold it
Words keep oozing out of me like fluids out o’ corpses threatening to drown me in neurotic neurosis sit amongst friends silent and embarrassed insecure beneath the weight of social paralysis time flies. fine, i’m waitin’ta get left behind mentally composin’ a goodbye to my dear mind things are really comin’ to a head here what’s ahead is unclear probably more of this wear and tear, need and fear
as if it really mattered another night thinkin how to change the world Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna Lows are so low so when i get up i wanna hold it
All I’ve really been tryin a do here is let out some pain an’ there really aint nothin new here just tears in the rain
the beat don’t stop till the break of dawn walk the city streets till it’s all night long no pity sleeps on my broken lawn just a preacher preachin ’bout where ya been whatcha been doin an how it’s a sin but there’s no such thing as evil and i show no shame hang my guilt in a gilded frame take a look at what the cat dragged in straight faced hustlers n’ hard luck whores
wired, tired, un-in-spired and i
don’t know why i’m talkin cause you probably heard it all before bet it’s been put better by a def-er dead competitor competing for the minds ear of the disenfranchised disenchanted literate academeans that I pine for here the attention and respect and admiration of anything for eternal life is that alot to ask for? things are really coming to a head here what’s ahead is unclear probably more o this wear n tear, n needy fear
as if it really mattered another night thinkin how to change the world
All I’ve really been tryin a do here is let out some pain an’ there really aint nothin new here just tears in the rain
lows are so low so when i get up i wanna lows are so low so when i get up i wanna lows are so low so when i get up i wanna lows are so low so when i get up i want to hold it
Words by Rivka and Mike iLL Music by Mad Happy Copyright BMI
28/08/2014