Let Sisyphus Rock Roll Down the Mountain by The Society Pages Lyrics
We should just admit defeat
The wheel’s about the best that we’ll ever achieve
It’s got to grind God’s gears that it’s been five thousand years since we peaked
As a species
Modern creativity markets itself without a hint of irony
The greatest minds in writing, making adverts so inspiring you could weep at your TV screen, inconsolably
Do you get the feeling, that we’re treading water, never really swimming?
Might as well just leave it, and let Sisyphus’ rock roll down the mountain
Thе effort ain’t worth it
The melodiеs are much the same
Every combination has been sung and played
Though academics try their hardest that atonal garbage can be tough to take
Makes my brain ache
The greats exhausted every shade
Of every colour ever don’t go wasting paint
Channelling your every existential crisis to put in a frame
It won’t convey anything new anyway
Egomaniacs like me will kid themselves
The bones they sell weren’t from the meat of something else
The best thing you can do is try and enjoy yourself
And don’t raise hell, if your work ain’t received that well
Do you get the feeling, that we’re treading water, never really swimming?
Might as well just leave it, and let Sisyphus’ rock roll down the mountain
The effort ain’t worth it. Absurd as this is. I wouldn’t change one bit
The wheel’s about the best that we’ll ever achieve
It’s got to grind God’s gears that it’s been five thousand years since we peaked
As a species
Modern creativity markets itself without a hint of irony
The greatest minds in writing, making adverts so inspiring you could weep at your TV screen, inconsolably
Do you get the feeling, that we’re treading water, never really swimming?
Might as well just leave it, and let Sisyphus’ rock roll down the mountain
Thе effort ain’t worth it
The melodiеs are much the same
Every combination has been sung and played
Though academics try their hardest that atonal garbage can be tough to take
Makes my brain ache
The greats exhausted every shade
Of every colour ever don’t go wasting paint
Channelling your every existential crisis to put in a frame
It won’t convey anything new anyway
Egomaniacs like me will kid themselves
The bones they sell weren’t from the meat of something else
The best thing you can do is try and enjoy yourself
And don’t raise hell, if your work ain’t received that well
Do you get the feeling, that we’re treading water, never really swimming?
Might as well just leave it, and let Sisyphus’ rock roll down the mountain
The effort ain’t worth it. Absurd as this is. I wouldn’t change one bit