Broken Together
wide eyed wonderboys
in the house of fine
blame-tight pinstripes
walk the beggar's mile
knee deep, rising
in a river of denial
we're broken together
carry on dividing
counting on obliquity
crushing hands and hopes
under heel
troubles under carpets
as the water's coming in
first to feel the growlers
are the gallows in the galley
cos we're broken together
woke up and freaked
cos you're in a firedamp
can't fight your way out
in too deep to decamp
superimpositions of wealth
and have not
if you're our moral compasses
we truly are lost
we had high hopes for g.i. joe
waterboarding his own kid
like a good sergeant
texas hold'em underwater
we're pointing a finger
wide eyed wonderboys
in a war fog
bunkering banksters
in a shrinking bubble
friends are fair-weather
when it rains
you're in trouble
but we're broken together
playing up the differences
so change don't come
there's no wind
times they ain't achanging that much
all suited up
check your mask is in place
hiding in plain sight
but we can all see you faces
woke up and freaked
cos you're in a firedamp
can't find your way out
in too deep to decamp
superimpositions of wealth
and have not
if you're our moral compasses
we truly are lost
we had high hopes for g.i. joe
waterboarding his own kid
like a good sergeant
but we're pointing a finger
in the house of fine
blame-tight pinstripes
walk the beggar's mile
knee deep, rising
in a river of denial
we're broken together
carry on dividing
counting on obliquity
crushing hands and hopes
under heel
troubles under carpets
as the water's coming in
first to feel the growlers
are the gallows in the galley
cos we're broken together
woke up and freaked
cos you're in a firedamp
can't fight your way out
in too deep to decamp
superimpositions of wealth
and have not
if you're our moral compasses
we truly are lost
we had high hopes for g.i. joe
waterboarding his own kid
like a good sergeant
texas hold'em underwater
we're pointing a finger
wide eyed wonderboys
in a war fog
bunkering banksters
in a shrinking bubble
friends are fair-weather
when it rains
you're in trouble
but we're broken together
playing up the differences
so change don't come
there's no wind
times they ain't achanging that much
all suited up
check your mask is in place
hiding in plain sight
but we can all see you faces
woke up and freaked
cos you're in a firedamp
can't find your way out
in too deep to decamp
superimpositions of wealth
and have not
if you're our moral compasses
we truly are lost
we had high hopes for g.i. joe
waterboarding his own kid
like a good sergeant
but we're pointing a finger
Credits
Writer(s): Wolfgang Schloegl, Mani Obeya, Markus Kienzl, Michael Holzgruber, Wolfgang Frisch
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