Confessions Of A Futon-Revolutionist

Confessions Of A Futon-Revolutionist - The Weakerthans

Held like water in your shaking hands

Are all the small defeats a day demands

106 or 95 trying dying to survive

Never knowing what survival means

Leave the apartment to buy alcohol

Hang our diplomas on the bathroom wall

Pick at the plaster chipped away

Survey some stunning tooth decay

Enlist the cat in the impending class war

Let's lay our bad day down here dear

Let's make believe we're strong

Or hum some protest song

Like maybe we shall overcome someday'

Overcome the stupid things we say

Say I needed more than this

Say I needed one more kiss

We left that light on way too long

Let's plant a bomb at city hall

Let's kill a member

Of the legislative assembly

Or talk the night away

You call in sick

I'll quit the word games that I play

I swear I way more than half

Believe it when I say

That somewhere love and justice shine

Cynicism falls asleep

Tyranny talks to itself

Sappy slogans all come true

We forget to feed our fear