i'm looking at another day to find that i've got nothing to say,
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or i'm looking for another way to process what happened on that birthday,
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and either way, if you're gonna call it art,
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then there's a cup in front of you and right away.
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if you're gonna play your part, you must drink it down.
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but mind eyes have seen the glory
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of the fields of flowers and factory floors,
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and my mind's content to lie at rest for hours
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behind my loved ones' doors and if there's a war,
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another shitty war to fight for babylon,
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then it's the perfect storm in a tea cup,
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but you must drink it down.
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and what do you make of the nights
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when you thought you'd make much more
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than being too tired to turn the lights out
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and too drunk to drink more?
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and what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door saying
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"it's time the turn the lights out, and you'll want to keep it down!"
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so i'm lifting up that poison cup to drink a draught of propoganda,
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or i'm giving up that other stuff in hopes that it will make me madder.
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but either way, if you're gonna call it art,
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then there's a cup in front of you and right away,
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if you're gonna play your part,
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you must drink it down.
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and what do you make of nights
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when you thought you'd make much more
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than being too tired to turn the lights out
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and too drunk to drink more?
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and what does it take to not hear the cynics at your door saying
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"it's time the turn the lights out, and you'll want to keep it down!"
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and what does it say of all the things you've said before,
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when you're too drunk to turn the lights out
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and too tired to drink more?
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and what do you save, and what does it feel like to be saved?
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and can you "pull - 2 - 3 - 4! pull - 2 - 3 - 4!"
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can you drink it down?
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The High Party (Solo)
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| Ted Leo & The Pharmacists |
