The Fall

Under the weight of a broken nose It's not that simple, but he won't seem to notice There must be more to this So leave those sink estates, and let's book a holiday We're painting all the counties in blue 'Cause we're already boring, and we're already hoarding What else have we got left to accrue? And the ramblers will say "It's got a marvelous view" But they don't know how many lives it took, no They'll never know what you knew And we're so calm, but we're (fucking scared, fucking scared) And we're so calm, but we're (fucking scared, fucking scared) And we're so calm, but we're (fucking scared, fucking scared) And we're so calm, but we're fucking scared of people like you Under the weight of some Sertraline A couple Prozacs, and now I'm pumping dopamine There must be more to this We've got a country house now, old dog has been put down now It's nice to be around trees Custom license plate on our Audi R8 How many grocers does one county need? And the ramblers will say "It's still a marvelous view" That treadmill still looms Of your hedonic misuse So come on, one and all to see the apathy The reams of gray stencils that fill the tapestry I look to all of you and see a different fucking species Aspiration for a different destination to me Across the Pennines, there's a thin blue line, a knife and a mall Would do something, if it wasn't all so effortful 'Cause I'm so high, my brain can't even look at the fall And when you've reached the top there's nowhere else to go but- Ha