Incredible

She has such a thick vibrato and it's climbing up the rafters To where the squatters were evicted, you can still hear Satan's laughter As I try to thread the needle between living and disaster There's a calmness to my gaze, you could mistake for a pastor And I could start a religion, everybody needs a mantra And if I give them what they need and light a piece of Palo Santo We could all find some protection, carve a tiny room of knowledge We can furnish it with lies and drink a sacrament of solace I could protect you like your mother and abuse you like your father You'd feel safe in my embrace and want it more when I don't bother Oh my God, wasn't yesterday incredible? And I'd have settled for the cheap seats but I'm down here with the actors And as their spit falls all around me, now I'd like to meet them after 'Cause there's beauty in my soul but they all want bigger and faster And here the playwright knows catharsis, Aristotle and the masters If all my friends would be so willing to sit softly in disaster We'd be high upon the beauty, or at least it'd be a factor We could roll up our indifference and smoke a fat one to the bastards Oh my God, wasn't yesterday incredible? Isn't yesterday so holy? And I have six words in my head, counting twenty-seven syllables And I could take your medications 'til they're no longer refillable But I need some new advice or some new boundaries I can live by 'Cause I'm not doing so well with just the ground and the blue sky I think I used to be so focused or reliably distracted Now my avoidance is so deep, I'm barely sexually active 'Cause she still thinks that I left her when it was she that wanted someone else And she wants my repentance or she just wants me to hate myself Just one take, you can see she just like this famous actress She shines chaos like sun 'til moons and men spin off their axes But now as we sit here, she's painting pictures of her druthers It turns out she broke up a marriage and that actress is his mother Oh my God, wasn't yesterday incredible? So nice So I put on a pair of jeans and I walk the streets of London It seems every other building is just scaffold for construction But St. John's stand proud and erect as I walk eastward out of Kensington And every other worker, at first glance, thinks I'm a woman So they turn their heads in shame and then they turn them to the steeple But I say follow your instinct, you know people are just people So I decide to hail a taxi and take a rest from all the energy But they're peddling their hate over the radio like chemistry A dash of xenophobic and a couple cups of racist Just a pinch of old entitlement and a dressing I can't taste yet But it's settled on my tongue and now the flavor's unforgettable That sentimental song "Wasn't yesterday incredible?" Wasn't yesterday incredible? Wasn't yesterday so holy? They say they're on your side and you can make your country great again When, really, what they're doing is insisting that you hate again We've heard this song before, how many die before we listen? How many Kennedys and kings? How many lovers we'll be missing? And we used to sing the songs and let our problems fill the airwaves Now it's Xanax for the groove and hydrocodone for the melody And I'm fine with all the numbness and, at times, you know I need it But if we don't insist on feeling, turning feeling into movement We'll be swallowed by the fear instead of learning from the darkness Oh my God Oh my God Wasn't yesterday incredible? Oh my God And I could have chosen living death, it's right there for the taking Yes, my family would support it, four less hearts that I'd be breaking 'Cause the singer likes to sing that he never meant to hurt you But the hurt is so important, keeps me calm and then alert to Say the words I need to hear because I want to live eternally Or I'd like to die right now and let tomorrow shine infernally The futility of life is only strong for the discouraged And the miracle of progress only strong if we secure it So hate me if you'd like or be my strength in love and modern lust Just care about me and I will care for you until we burn off into dust Wasn't yesterday incredible? Oh my God Wasn't yesterday so holy?