This Isn't Farmlife

We're not breaking any records yet I stare at maps all day, a charade in the sunset I read the news with all its angles bent And blame my confusion on designs, so intelligent Too many things Too many things to keep my mind on I was rehearsing for the in the out A social seige to end the world Arrows and bows Aiming everywhere we go This isn't farm life, oooh... I was sleeping in dunes at night, the southernland By day sail on the cannibal sea I'm breathing in... this heavy water, oooh... In my kingdom in my stratosphere My girl hustles words to fools in particular And from the safety of an overcoat She wears a wire that runs all the way to Stockholm Arrows and bows Aiming everywhere we go This isn't farm life, ooh... An eye for an eye Under the microscope A mythic paradise Another year, another try On we go, on we go