Sofa Drugs from Open City by Open City

complicate or comply
if it suits you, well, I don’t mind
to dress in red, to lie in bed
with my forked tongue tied
I’m not asleep yet.

breaking every rule we set,
is this all we can fit in our hungry mouths?

she don’t care, well, I don’t mind
we’re filling up the pens to draw the lines
to call it quits? or write the script?
without which how would we know how to live?

everyone keeps acting like they know a secret
now pay attention to the words we say:
“this isn’t really about what we say”
it’s about what we do
it’s about what we say we want to
 
now our eyes are closed and
we’re following like faithful sheep

buy it for us
so we can accept your generosity 
graciously on our knees

apparently I haven’t said enough
I know you’ve already heard it all

buy it for us
our head in your hands 
when we’re sedate enough
pour the gas, light the match and get out of here.

• Punk
• Philadelphia