Sleeping It Off

It's in the blindness of the minders
In the graft of the guard
In the hoax of the hallowed
In the hate of the hard
It's in the vanity of victors
The self-worship of the strong
It's in the triumph of the traders
In the reign of the wrong

The rank royalty rolls on, rolls on

In the lap of lethargy
In the seat of sloth
In awe of the augury
In the claw of the cloth
In the mind of the mendicant
The novocaine of the norm
In thrall to the threadbare
In the sway of the swarm

The rank royalty rolls on, rolls on
Over you

Fed up with the upscale
Sated with the stars
Awake to the takedown
Weary of the wars
Come up from the basement
Climb off of the couch
Put some cracks in the pavement
Get it out, get it out

The rank royalty goes down
By your hand
By your hand

Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out



Credits
Writer(s): James M Davidson
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