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David Marshall - THE BILL COMES DUE Lyrics



David Marshall - THE BILL COMES DUE Lyrics




Expand expand like cancer Devour forests marsh and fields
Replace them with cubicles For work that doesn't really matter
For work that doesn't matter

While screens pulse purple images of the frozen homeless
Of the hopeless addicts of body bags at midnight
Body-camera swat teams kicking down the door

Huddled in our bunkers our virtual utopias
Horizons shrunk to statements of how much we can spend

How did our human nature become something to ignore
As if our lack of love is something to be scored

I once resisted this diminishing
Now I just keep spreadsheets to document decline

Surround myself with stuff to pretend immortality
Stockpile pills and scotch waiting for eternity
Until the dumpsters gather my collection of distractions
While the smoke signals the end of all our days

For we are all Promethean Chained to the rock of want
Each with our little fires Together burning, burning out
Yeah, burning, burning out Together burning, burning out
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Expand expand like cancer Devour forests marsh and fields
Replace them with cubicles For work that doesn't really matter
For work that doesn't matter

While screens pulse purple images of the frozen homeless
Of the hopeless addicts of body bags at midnight
Body-camera swat teams kicking down the door

Huddled in our bunkers our virtual utopias
Horizons shrunk to statements of how much we can spend

How did our human nature become something to ignore
As if our lack of love is something to be scored

I once resisted this diminishing
Now I just keep spreadsheets to document decline

Surround myself with stuff to pretend immortality
Stockpile pills and scotch waiting for eternity
Until the dumpsters gather my collection of distractions
While the smoke signals the end of all our days

For we are all Promethean Chained to the rock of want
Each with our little fires Together burning, burning out
Yeah, burning, burning out Together burning, burning out
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Writer: Barry Haggarty, David Marshall
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Performed By: David Marshall
Language: English
Written by: Barry Haggarty, David Marshall
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