OUR SUNDAY AFFAIRS LYRICS

"Gaia's Footsoldiers"

I saw the serpent gaping from its shelf
Its shallow swallowed self
Leaves not a single doubt
How long do you think he took to cough us out
Rome wasn’t built in seven days
Says his buddy’s overworked and underpaid

Let the grass grow right through me, lift the bones to canopy
Become the rice they harvest, does that sound so cathartic
It's another countdown to nothing
and I'm blushing all the while
Take my time and stride and smile

Let the grass grow right through me, lift the bones to canopy
Become the rice they harvest, does that sound so cathartic
You wanna talk about nature
and the inner machinations
Of healthy human relations
'Cause they don't work they want 'em

You want poignant lives
and roller coaster rides
The thickest cotton candy
and sticky cocaine lines
You wanna talk about nature
and the inner machinations
Of healthy human relations
'Cause they don't work they want 'em

Time won't seem to let this go
Relinquished my self
Taste the flesh and the bone

I saw the serpent straight into space
I saw your face, I saw you burst

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