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letra de the rot - elway

it was all a dream in some far flung foolish fever, baby
lie to me, make me a believer
in a fantasy of the hand upon the lever being mine
and if all trash goes to heaven, then i’ll fantasize
if it’s not finally over, then i still have time
and if every day’s the hottest day
i’m gonna dance upon the melting ice

so what are we waiting for?
the martinet to dole out what’s rightly ours?
what are we waiting for?
word to come down thе mountain to align the stars?
the last to know die slow

burn bеneath the brazen bull of history
and stomp your feet to the clacking shut of pillories
and feel the beat of the whetstone to the guillotine tonight
give them their roses, they tried so hard
bathe them in stagelight, award gold stars
why the f-ck are you crying?
is this not the world you had us marching toward?

so what are we waiting for?
the martinet to dole out what’s rightly ours?
what are we waiting for?
word to come down the mountain to align the stars?
the last to know die slow
maybe it suits me more than it ever will become me
maybe we don’t have to worry
maybe it’s not that bad
but if it keeps us from feasting on the rot we are reaping
maybe it’s worth keeping
maybe it’s all we have
maybe it’s all we have
maybe it’s all we have
maybe it’s all

- elway

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