ARMALITE LYRICS

"Unfinished Business"

Congratulations kid, this is the promised land and we’re raised on broken promises.
So count you blessings, and do not stop counting.
You’ll be the next generation of super accountants.
You’re left to navigate this life with yellowed maps and faulty instruments.
So count your blessings, and do not stop counting.
You’re the next generation of superior/super/stupid/useless accountants.
The landmarks have long ago been razed or paved over.
The landmarks have long ago been gone.
I hate outside, but I’ll make the trip to say, ‘So long to the conciliatory dawn.’
Congratulations, kid, you’ve been invited to the greatest party ever thrown.
The good times never end, unless of course you’re not on the guest list or invited in.
Party favors? Muzzles and blindfolds. Fuck yeah! Let’s dig on in.
So count your blessings, and do not stop counting.
You’re the next generations of superior accountants.
It’s easy to see where the world went wrong, but some went right,
and occasionally, I think that it’s worth it to fight.
And if it’s part of the ebb and flow,
and I’m trying to believe it ‘cause you just said so…

Thanks to Matthew for these lyrics

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