The Horse


I am just waiting in a room
I only sleep but half the time
I am berating onlookers now,
silently greeting pleasant eyes

Hello

I am just waiting in a room
My mind will slip from time to time
I am relaying from the roof now,
messages bouncing from the wires

It's another day of fucking up a race horse
Water mains will rinse off the mud
Burn away the mark of our maker now
while we're alive

I am just waiting in a room
My body lets the tale unwind
It tells how money turns the world round
This body welcomed its demise

It's another day of fucking up a race horse
Water mains will rinse off the mud
Burn away the image, pull the blinders down
And with hope a sound will mean the end

Our monikers are phrases uttered
He was wakes the others
His family is dead

They follow close to our tail
How we gonna save ourselves?
They follow close to our tail
How we gonna save ourselves?
How we gonna save ourselves?

Lasix Selenium Thrush Rain rot Premarin
Dragged by the nose, trotted out for the motorists
Foal scours Paralysis Puncture site abscesses
Sodium pentobarbitol Euphoriants
Glutamine Zithromax Cialis Celebrex
No one is safe 'til my horse wins again

The bastard strangle of
this hateful world
is a captive bolt gun
We're disposable

Why are we so angry?
Why are we so bored?
Why are we so angry?
We can't say no
Not anymore

Why are we so angry?
Why are we so bored?
Why are we so angry?
We can't say no
Not anymore

'Til my horse wins again







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