Turntables

The dark clouds are forming
The rain and the storm on the horizon
Is drawing near

The seams that were showing
Unravel and grow until
All surfaces disappear

And all the doom gets harder to ignore
I guess I am

In Line for life to bite my behind
I am in line for life to bite my...
I am in line for life to bite my behind
And it is just a matter of time

The buckets are getting kicked all over the shop
I guess I'm fizzling out; all of my bubbles go "pop"

When the hydro-electric powered oscillating
Air-current-distribution-device is making
Physical contact with the defecation

I am afraid I am

In Line for life to bite my behind
I am in line for life to bite my...
I am in line for life to bite my behind
And it is just a matter of time

I'm m in line for life to bite my behind
I put all my cards on the turntable
I bought in when the cashier was on fire

All the stars align to form an F and a U in the sky
No intervention's divine, I could face it and fight it
Or embrace it and sing one half-tone higher

I am in Line for life to bite my behind
I am in line for life to bite my...
I am in line for life to bite my behind
And it is just a matter of
Just a matter of
Time



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Czilinski
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