Текст песни dillinger four - Super Powers Enable Me To Blend In With
dillinger four - Super Powers Enable Me To Blend In With слова песни
It`s all wrinkled elbow shirts and poker faces on this busBack to a nitch dug just like a ditch in this city`s weathered crustBut there`s something about this city`s greyThat seems to say all there is to sayRiddled with regiment, vindictive intentFaking loyalty and getting paidFuck them all.She keeps the variety section and gives the rest to meShe says she remembers when buses were nicer"There`s no dignity in plastic seats"But there`s something about the way she said"The only good boss is one that`s dead"There broad shoulders giggled all over the bus And work ethics crumbled into "them and us"Fuck them all.And all the specters of the work placeTurned from effigy back to realityAnd yeach I wish it was that simpleTo think a belly laugh is really all we needBut it`s the slow decay of the day to dayThat says take your pay check, accept your placeAnd face awayBut there was dignity in plastic seats that day.