Sirens
Was it to be by a landslide that they'd cede
Victory to the blue on Saint Lucy's eve?
It's clear to see from the process
That we don't need info to be true
When incantations are broadcast with a British corporative hue
And it seems folk think it strange
Unconscious of the state of things you look for change
And the moral panic games
Composed and conducted with authoritarian populist aims
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
But put no chains on me!
Synaesthetically wounded
By a term that's only four years young
And already old
Wincing through the dysgeusia
And taught to turn
From the truth in front of you
To bombardment of folklore unabatedly sold
Whilst receiving, try to separate
The story from the storyteller
To not conflate
How you might be feeling
From the truth behind
The statements that are made
And every influence that makes you make up your mind
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
But put no chains on me!
Put no chains on me!
Put no chains on me!
No chains on me!
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
But put no chains on me!
Victory to the blue on Saint Lucy's eve?
It's clear to see from the process
That we don't need info to be true
When incantations are broadcast with a British corporative hue
And it seems folk think it strange
Unconscious of the state of things you look for change
And the moral panic games
Composed and conducted with authoritarian populist aims
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
But put no chains on me!
Synaesthetically wounded
By a term that's only four years young
And already old
Wincing through the dysgeusia
And taught to turn
From the truth in front of you
To bombardment of folklore unabatedly sold
Whilst receiving, try to separate
The story from the storyteller
To not conflate
How you might be feeling
From the truth behind
The statements that are made
And every influence that makes you make up your mind
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
But put no chains on me!
Put no chains on me!
Put no chains on me!
No chains on me!
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
The sirens' song that calls to the sailors on the ocean
Is a music playing on repeat
We fall in love with stories they tell us and we sing along
You tell them that the rocks are approaching
They don't hear and just keep position in the fleet
The ladies leave a legacy for us and it stretches long
But put no chains on me!
Credits
Writer(s): Iain Campbell
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