愚か者たち
GLIM SPANKY
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In this troubled night, everyone adrift at sea
living a today that is hard to live

The budding flowers that ripped up the asphalt
breathe in the exhaust and scowl at the city

Everyone feigns a nonchalant face
taming their suppressed demons each day

Hey, fools, it’s way too early to grow desperate
Try giving it just one more thought
Hey, fools
It’s the crossroads of whether you’re going to cry or laugh
Right or left, hey you, what’re you going to do

My back is bathed in the neon of the back alleys
Only the stray cats know freedom

The last train left, at the station’s platform
the drunks all see a naive dream

Everyone pretends like they’re all working hand-in-hand
each day looking for their time to drag someone down

Hey, fools, jealousy is unattractive
Try giving it just one more thought
Hey, fools
This is likely your last crossroads
Whether to get on or get off, hey you, what’re you going to do

Hey, fools, it’s way too early to grow desperate
Try giving it just one more thought
Hey, fools
It’s the crossroads of whether you’re going to cry or laugh
The crossroads of whether to cry or laugh
It’s too late to pray to the heavens
Right or left, decide, what’re you going to do
© Shane D. Anderson 2015. All rights reserved.