End of Philosophy
Wall street met the miners on their home red turf
They kinda like winking at the sirens, kicking up dirt
And all the pretty pictures that you paint of yourself
Get burnt by desire while the wired men work
You shouldn't push so hard on your health
It's funny how overpopulation affects the human heart
And if I say "yeah" to the red-blooded and the damned
It's all over
I've been scrapping for the air between the earth and the sand
Til I'm sick to the sea, it's end of philosophy
Yeh an' i'm sea sick
Put the cooler in a picnic basket
I'll meet you up by the river, we can surge for our search
Put up the picture by the bed, I'll be back around quarter past eight
We'll light up the candles, rub the coal off our shirts
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
And if I say "yeah" to the red-blooded and the damned
It's all over
I've been scrapping for the air between the earth and the sand
Til I'm sick to the sea, it's end of philosophy
Yeh an' I'm sea sick
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way, by the way
(And if we fall by the way)
(We fall with our weight)
(And if we fall by the way)
They kinda like winking at the sirens, kicking up dirt
And all the pretty pictures that you paint of yourself
Get burnt by desire while the wired men work
You shouldn't push so hard on your health
It's funny how overpopulation affects the human heart
And if I say "yeah" to the red-blooded and the damned
It's all over
I've been scrapping for the air between the earth and the sand
Til I'm sick to the sea, it's end of philosophy
Yeh an' i'm sea sick
Put the cooler in a picnic basket
I'll meet you up by the river, we can surge for our search
Put up the picture by the bed, I'll be back around quarter past eight
We'll light up the candles, rub the coal off our shirts
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
And if I say "yeah" to the red-blooded and the damned
It's all over
I've been scrapping for the air between the earth and the sand
Til I'm sick to the sea, it's end of philosophy
Yeh an' I'm sea sick
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way
We fall with our weight
And if we fall by the way, by the way
(And if we fall by the way)
(We fall with our weight)
(And if we fall by the way)
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Writer(s): James Moss
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