In a Steadman Spray

It doesn't matter what I say

Cos every sentence ends

In a steadman spray

Forefinger blackened in song

Broken blood from an empty vessel

They will say what they will say

But I've worked as hard as anyone else

Got the same fire in these veins

Copper cords

Yeah

Electric tape

Chains and tires

Till you can't sleep

And all this to someday never wake up

And it never ends

No

It never ends

It just hits harder every day

And the corporate hands tighten their grasp

How can I say anything

Got no funds

No representation

Let them take what they will take

As we say

Thanks so much

Yeah

Everything helps

Just be grateful you are free

To do anything they say

Oh

The wait this year

For the new sundance independent films

Oh

It never ends

No

It never ends

And whow can we ever expect we're getting out

When we can't even see what we're inside

You've spoken for us

Will you speak to us now

Can we mellow out

Will you settle down

Are we just fooling ourselves

Too elite for us now

You think you're so separate

Do you hear us down here

Can you feel it now

Have we all gone too tourettes

To make sense of anything else

They can't steal your suffering

They can't steal your memories

Oh the world's gone mad

Can you feel it now