Untitled 2007 Album Track 4 by Cease Upon The Capitol Lyrics
I’ll wait for more time
The second’s first to fall, and then we punish him
Straight laced and punctual
The punnett squares are right, it’s your swan song
Seven plus three for ten
Welcome to some day
War hawks are looking in
To statistics for fun
Don’t feel so bad about losing all your thoughts
Someone’s got a pen, we can write the best ones down again
Kiss your feet with tongue in cheek
On equal ground, the market’s got an eye for you
Johnny’s got it made with Sarah’s brains
And cash to back the house fire
Son, you’re burning down the disco
But where’s your checkbook?
Brief interruption, increased magnification
We are born from pixels, released in hertz
Our blood is drained, and converted to current
Our hearts are processors, over-clocked and out of date
With so many computations, we devour our own
If we can’t win, we will assimilate
The second’s first to fall, and then we punish him
Straight laced and punctual
The punnett squares are right, it’s your swan song
Seven plus three for ten
Welcome to some day
War hawks are looking in
To statistics for fun
Don’t feel so bad about losing all your thoughts
Someone’s got a pen, we can write the best ones down again
Kiss your feet with tongue in cheek
On equal ground, the market’s got an eye for you
Johnny’s got it made with Sarah’s brains
And cash to back the house fire
Son, you’re burning down the disco
But where’s your checkbook?
Brief interruption, increased magnification
We are born from pixels, released in hertz
Our blood is drained, and converted to current
Our hearts are processors, over-clocked and out of date
With so many computations, we devour our own
If we can’t win, we will assimilate