In a Steadman Spray

It doesn't matter what i say
Cos every sentence ends in a steadman spray
Forefinger blackened in song
Broken blood from an empty vessel

They will say what they will say
But i've worked as hard as anyone else
Got the same fire in these veins
Copper cords, yeah, electric tape

Chains and tires till you can't sleep
And all this to someday never wake up
And it never ends
No, it never ends

It just hits harder every day
And the coporate hands tighten their grasp
How can i say anything
Got no funds, no representation

Let them take what they will take
As we say, thanks so much, yeah, everything helps
Just be grateful you are free
To do anything that they say

Oh, the wait this year
For the new sundance independent films
Oh, it never ends
No, it never ends

And how can we ever expect we're getting out
When we can't even see what we're inside
You've spoken for us, will you speak to us now
Can we mellow out, will you settle down

(Are we just fooling ourselves?!)
Are we just fooling ourselves?
(Too elite for us now!)
Too elite for us now
(You think you're so separate!)
You think you're so separate
Separate

Do you hear us down here
Can you feel it now

Have we all gone too tourettes
To make sense of anything else
They can't steal your suffering, no
They can't steal your memories

Oh the world's gone mad
Can you feel it now