Aliens - Slowly Slowly

Stuck in the weeds with your concrete boots

Blowing bubbles with the carp ‘caus they’re just like you

Introduced, overused and persuaded by price

Hid behind stacks of paper like a democratic landslide

Unabashed unashamed safe on the island

Terra Madre;

silent asylum

You still complain that you’ll rent 'til you die

And you get so sad and you get so high &

You won’t change, but you keep on trying

The microwave overcook.

Turn to mush.

Fill it up

Wash your hands.

Parabens kill your pets.

Take a look at yourself

You were young, might grow old, have a son

Then it starts, tattooed names, dedicating 5 days

Cycles that were born in the Industrial Age

Now you’re running late ‘cause they’re not running the trains

Some poor soul jumped she had her eyes on God

She had coffee to wake up then booze to drift off

Am I lucky?

Am I sad?

I have problems?

Are they bad?

I get sick, bulk billed, I get empty, get filled

But no I don’t do nothing, I’m a cog, I’m a button

Little corporate springboard with a western landlord

You get so sad and you get so high &

You won’t change, but you keep on trying

So when I cross my heart & hope to die

You can tell me all the reasons why

Why I lock my eyes & stand up straight

And fight just like a heavyweight

So when your coffin calls, the years fly by

You clutch the things that kept you waiting

I’m hitchin' a ride with the aliens

Just tell me we’re going home

You get so sad and you get so high &

You won’t change, but you keep on trying