Copious by The Eames Era Lyrics

I heard the governor's been talking
To the people of the court
About a stay of execution
For the members of the board

We heard that
They are all
Picking up their bets
In front of all of them all

So we cut out another key
And then we broke into the ring
And then we talk into the night
About the personal, personal things

It turns out
We were right
But I don't think I really
Need a reason to fight

But if you don't look so black and blue
If I had my way, I'd make them tell me what to do
And that's the copious thing about us
And that's what item doesn't have a clue
When I say "copious"
You know what I mean
I don't get out when I stop
And keep my fingernails clean
I don't change my mind
When I get the big on
Or I'll make up a new routine