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Lyrics
This is the sound of a woebegotten misanthrope
But I'm coming around on the notion that there's cause to hope for us all
We're waiting for the fall
This is the sound of a cantilevered cotton gin
And I'm forced to retrace all the steps that lead to where I've been and will go
We're old enough to know
We're keeping our appearance fresh for the daily mail
This is the sound of a sermon on integrity
Yet I'm hanging around, with a keen eye on your equity and know-all
I'm waiting for your call
This is the sound of an introverted pragmatist and I'm
Painting the town with a mind on all the fun I've missed and won't know
The stars have left the show
This is the sound of an overeager full court press and I'm
Scanning around for a priest to whom I might confess in shadowy cabal
Oh God, I want it all
Dear God, I want it all
But I'm coming around on the notion that there's cause to hope for us all
We're waiting for the fall
This is the sound of a cantilevered cotton gin
And I'm forced to retrace all the steps that lead to where I've been and will go
We're old enough to know
We're keeping our appearance fresh for the daily mail
This is the sound of a sermon on integrity
Yet I'm hanging around, with a keen eye on your equity and know-all
I'm waiting for your call
This is the sound of an introverted pragmatist and I'm
Painting the town with a mind on all the fun I've missed and won't know
The stars have left the show
This is the sound of an overeager full court press and I'm
Scanning around for a priest to whom I might confess in shadowy cabal
Oh God, I want it all
Dear God, I want it all
stevel
Nice 80's Morrissey/lloyd cole type feel, I liked it when the
keyboards came in (for some reason it reminded me of a
Cars track but can't think which one). You have obviously
put some care into the lyrics too
S