Confessions Of A Futon-revolutionist. Lyrics - Singles - The Weakerthans

Held like water in your shaking hands 

Are all the small defeats a day demands 

10-6 or 9-5 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 

Lets lay our bad day down here, dear 

Lets make-believe were 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 

Lets plant a bomb at city-hall 

Lets kill a member of the Legislative Assembly 

Or talk the night away 

You call in sick, Ill 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