Seth Sentry - Strange Lot | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Seth Sentry
• Strange Lot

A faint ghost through the raindrops,
Pace a frozen train stop
My brain throbs as it wanders to my day job
On my way to the place that I hate most,
Strange though how I'm still
Afraid of getting laid off
And every day feels the same with a different date,
And every face looks as plain as an empty frame.
So sick of waiting for the painter
To begin to paint the plain away
For now our testament to emptiness and..
Thoughts ricochet, through my fickle pickle brain,
Rain trickles down the grimace,
Same image different name
False search and my soul's
An impulse purchase
Round here we serve beer not purpose
"Step Aside"

We all look so morose
Soaked overcoats, hope comatose
Folks know the ropes, don't row the boat, just float
Don't delay, don't you go and chase the blown away
umbrella cross the motorway,
Tell them keep a poker face.
For the joker's sake, hold your plate steady while we load it up
and smoke your face pretty while your throat is cut
Yeah,
Things that go bump, know what's up,
Only showing love through the drugs and the modem plug
Moments past only last in photographs
Show some gums for the picture homie,
No we couldn't give a lonely fuck.
So they don't smile they just show their teeth
And sit below the streets on broken rollercoaster seats
With today's valid ticket like this trip
Is where they're all supposed to be
But don't be difficult the warning posters read
And if it all amounts to this, then all aboard and count your chips
A flock of dirty pigeons fighting over
Water fountain sips.

"Step Aside"

Now I could learn to hide a smirk behind a smile,
In a nice designer shirt, life of work, buy a pile of dirt,
And plant a house in it,
Past the shanty town limits, where the angry crowds picket
Pick a hand-me-down image.
And being the average bloke, the same person that you know
That hates work but has to go,
To pay for the back he broke, toiling in the fields,
What's the point of putting poison in their meals,
When a coin will have them oiling up the wheels?
For the rich man's chariot, they're carrying
A figjam arrogance and shrink-wrapped happiness.
"Hand it out"
Same shit different brand name,
"Gather around"
Same slip different cash claim,
Wait,
Welcome to the day it was rocket science
And watch grey become a ying-yang compromise.

Throw the canary down the mineshaft with a gas mask
For the last laugh,
Tip your bar staff

"Step Aside"

And welcome to the day that daisy chain,
Breaks from the weight and strain,
But everything remains the same.
And welcome to the day that the painter came and
Astounded every critic with a thousand
Different shades of grey.
And welcome to the day that the sweat from every brow
Was ours to keep
And every pawn was proudly crowned a queen
And welcome to the night that while the captain slept,
We abandon ship with our lanterns,
Let's sing it.

"Step Aside"

Seth Sentry еще тексты