i'm not alone because the t.v.'s on i'm not crazy because i take the right pills every day and rest clean your conscience clear your thoughts with speyside with your grain salt sweat sugar on the asphalt our hearts littering the topsoil tune in we can get the last call sign up it's the picket line or the parade our lives our coal i bled the greed from my arm won't they give it a rest now? now? now? now?
