Make Your Bed

Feet have landed waiting for a bus
I see the spirits watching over us
Militant delirium
Absurdity, it's gonna come
Grab your shoes your coat and run!

Quantify the drowning of the sun
Life-ending harmless fun
Exuberant hysteria
Weaken the exterior
Running to the one we fear

I told you last time the sun would never set
Because there's no big concern as of yet
The universe it said stand up straight and make your bed
And don't question the lies that you've been fed

Smell that sound and taste the madness
All of this to hide the sadness
Question nothing
State the fact
Make the Ragnarorik pact
Then they'll let us bring it back

I told you last time the sun would always rise
Because it's clear my dear that that's a pack of lies
The universe it said stand up straight and make your bed
And don't question the truth that you've been fed

Don't believe Warwick Avenue is a sign
Space is free, take a sip of galactic wine
Subtle, a rebuttal, that could muddle up a cuttlefish
Will only dance for you
Take a sip from my tankard
And you're immortally wankered!
Have a swig from the pool of neurosis and time

I told you this time the sun would clearly set
Because there's only great concerns that we have met
The universe it said stand up straight and make your bed
And don't question the lies
That you've fed
The lies that you've been fed