Requiem - David Ford

Well, the world’s getting heavy and it sticks to my feet

Well practiced in losing and brave in defeat

With no friends in this business you, keep your enemies sweet

And keep one in the chamber for every stranger you meet

Well, I’ll take pieces of silver for a head full of rhyme

I’ll take a headache and a casket for a life full of time

I’ll take a patch of New Mexico and I’ll call it mine

And I’ll swear never to return to the scene of the crime

Well, the mob’s getting angry and the torches alight

'Cause they’re putting up taxes by a penny tonight

And you can never taste freedom, boys, if you run from a fight

And when the heavens are falling, take a step to the right

So we smoke ourselves skinny and we drink ourselves blind

Self-discovery knocks but there is nothing to find

And if you’re looking for victims, would you keep me in mind

Let us be kissed on the cheek, let us be fucked from behind

There’s no need to tread carefully there’s no need to fear

Just talk in obscure non-specifics and try and look all sincere

Every administration blames the one from last year

So when consequence calls there’ll be nobody here

So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas

And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash

Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash

And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass

So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas

And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash

Let the rivers run dry, let the economy crash

And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass