The Taxpayers - No Lodging for the Mad lyrics
[The Taxpayers - No Lodging for the Mad lyrics]
I have been making presentations
For a final escalation, I have been praying
To the god of giving up
She says, "Lock, lock, lock
The door behind you, now
Before the criminals and the cops
Break in your house"
Oh, I have looked so hard
For a place where I could die
But the winners up there, of high-end living
Won't allow the broken, insane to arise
So fuck this city, fuck this job
They cut you down before you
Even reach the top in a god-fearing land
There ain't no lodging for the mad
You can't get high enough to
Breathe before you drown
I'm gonna go back to that factory
Where they make, make, make moving parts
That will take, take, take you very far away
In the flash of a pack of matches
I will be gone
So fuck this city, fuck this job
They break you down before you
Even reach the top in a god-fearing land
There ain't no lodging for the mad
You can't get high enough to breathe-
You can't get high enough to breathe-
You can't get high enough to
Breathe before you drown!
For a final escalation, I have been praying
To the god of giving up
She says, "Lock, lock, lock
The door behind you, now
Before the criminals and the cops
Break in your house"
Oh, I have looked so hard
For a place where I could die
But the winners up there, of high-end living
Won't allow the broken, insane to arise
So fuck this city, fuck this job
They cut you down before you
Even reach the top in a god-fearing land
There ain't no lodging for the mad
You can't get high enough to
Breathe before you drown
I'm gonna go back to that factory
Where they make, make, make moving parts
That will take, take, take you very far away
In the flash of a pack of matches
I will be gone
So fuck this city, fuck this job
They break you down before you
Even reach the top in a god-fearing land
There ain't no lodging for the mad
You can't get high enough to breathe-
You can't get high enough to breathe-
You can't get high enough to
Breathe before you drown!