Disgrace lyrics

Song information

Artist: Jets To Brazil
Album: Perfecting Loneliness

Lyrics

When you drive a nail through all that's good
The carpenter becomes the wood
If my concentration sounds like wreckage
It's 'cause I got a new feeling every thirty seconds
We put a monkey up in space and I know exactly how he felt
Looking at the latticework of stars, missing his brothers back home
Too much for a postcard
Mercy, have we gone too far?
Who put all these criminals in charge?
Did they win, or just hold all the cards?
I'm leaving my place in la, I'm gonna live in my car
Surgery girls, from the uso
Flown farm fresh, pure as snow
Hand me that flask
I just can't take it
She had the eyes of my mom but she was turning me on
Now I'm fading
I got duct tape all around my heart
I got a satellite dish to julienne my mind
Two-hundred channels
Nothing's on but those network news can make your eyes see blonde
Mercy, have we lost our way?
Did we come down the ladder from the apes?
Oh, those lonely apes
Will the beard of the prophet be assuaged?
I was putting my shit in the car when the copters came
They put a monkey in the white house and his uncle in the movies
Now the real monkey wants a re-count
He just couldn't believe they were his own family with those values
Mercy, pick up your guitar
We'll need a lot of heroes for this war
Pick up your guitar
"Will the last band please bring the flag?"
'Cause no one's rocking the boat
And some kids here said they wanna dance

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"Perfecting Loneliness" album track list