Fruitless Fortunes (Live)
Fascists and their many guises, anarchists and their fantasizing
It seems sometimes they sit in the same boat
Politicians mesmerizing throngs of automated souls
As some similar psycho's screwing on the scope
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when all the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
Fairytales and fruitless fortunes told by some old story teller
Can sometimes be enough to keep me warm in my keep
Organ grinders orating overtures of madness
While the heinous hipster's spending unearned currency
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
Fairytales and fruitless fortunes told by some old story teller
Can sometimes be enough to keep me warm in my keep
Organ grinders orating overtures of madness
While the heinous hipster's spending unearned currency
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
It seems sometimes they sit in the same boat
Politicians mesmerizing throngs of automated souls
As some similar psycho's screwing on the scope
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when all the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
Fairytales and fruitless fortunes told by some old story teller
Can sometimes be enough to keep me warm in my keep
Organ grinders orating overtures of madness
While the heinous hipster's spending unearned currency
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
Fairytales and fruitless fortunes told by some old story teller
Can sometimes be enough to keep me warm in my keep
Organ grinders orating overtures of madness
While the heinous hipster's spending unearned currency
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm leaving town to join sophisticates in my head
We'll have our fun playing the hypocrite critic
And when the creatures and their palaces are crushed
I can safely say I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
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Writer(s): Swingin' Utters
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