I'm looking at another day
To find that I've got no-no-nothing to say
Or I'm looking for another way
To process what happened on, on, on that birthday
And either way, if you're gonna call it art
Then there's a cup in front of you
And right away, if you're gonna play your part
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down
Well, mine eyes have seen the
Glory of the fields of flowers and fac-fac-factory farms
And my mind's content to
Lie at rest for hours behind my love-love-loved ones' doors
And if there's a war
Another shitty war to fight for Ba-Ba-Babylon
It's the perfect storm in a teacup
But you must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down
And what do you make of nights when you thought you'd make much more
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more?
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door?
Saying it's time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down
So I'm lifting up that poison cup
To drink a draught of pro-pro-propaganda
Or I'm giving up that other stuff
In hopes that it's gonna ma-ma-make me madder
Either way, if you're gonna call it art
Then there's a cup in front of you
And right away, if you're gonna play your part
You must drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down
And what do you make of nights when you thought you'd make much more
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more?
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door?
Saying it's time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down
And what do you make of nights when you thought you'd make much more
Than being too drunk to turn the lights out and too tired to drink more?
And what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door?
Saying it's time to turn the lights out and you want to keep it
And what does it say of all of the things you've said before
Than being too tired to turn the lights out and too drunkto drink more?
And what do you save, what does it feel like to be saved?
And can you pull, two three four, pull, two three, can you drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down, drink it down?
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