Another Decade

Monday morning is for the communists
Outside smokin' cheap cigarettes
The bar speakers are sending out serenades
Sounds recorded before the digital age
Down the block
There's a cop
Faking his way to a check
Another farce
The funeral March
Gets hijacked by the white parade
I'm not ready for another decade

Monday morning is for all of the workers
From the Drivers and the Builders, to the cooks and all of the servers
Weary eyed trying to make the ends meet
Buyin' the lie, that you too can be an elite
But in the long
Ivory halls
Institutions make a sale
What empty gestures can we make
Instead of substantive change
I'm not ready for another decade

Monday morning is for all of my exes
New York to Texas, and somewhere out in Paris
They're all living, slowly forgetting me
Settling down or Moving to Tennessee
Ever since
I've been convinced
I'll never give my heart away
I loved you more then you'll ever know
I just hope you felt the same
I'm not ready for another decade

Monday morning is for all of my friends
Houston to Munich, New York to Los Angeles
They're at a deli, or drinkin' at a shitty bar
Makin' their Masterpiece or learning how to play guitar
Every choice
We've ever made
We'll have regrets for some day
I know we're all so god damn tired
And so God damned afraid

I'm not ready for another decade
I'm not ready for another decade
I'm not ready for another decade
I'm not ready for another decade

Yes there are, a lot of parts
To play in the shit show
No I don't want to know
Which role I'll have to play
I'm not ready for another decade



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Writer(s): Evan Moore
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