Prufrock

from by Hanging Hills

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Pick your poison, baby, let me buy you a drink
We can sip while we watch the bon vivant's ship sink
I think his party is over, I think we let the bad guy win
No double dose of Prozac now could stop these waters flooding in

The epoch changes, every time
It shifts we over-idealize the paradise paradigm
Another chapter of disappointment added to the history-line
No absurd amount of whiteout now could change
The canon of the fear of a boring time

And if you wear the bottoms of your trousers rolled
You'll avoid the grime and sewage the city streets hold
But you could lose the sentiment of growing old
With someone
If that's the price we pay for this glow
Then welcome to the sham show
And I'm wondering if those women still come and go
Talking of Michelangelo?

They're reading the Bhagavad Gita on the Upper West Side
On their way to hot yoga, drinking cinnamon chai
Even Arjuna can't lead you through the war inside your mind
No double dose of Shiva now could destroy me faster than you tried

They're eating New York style pizza on the streets of Bombay
Upside of colonization, I guess it goes both ways
If your inner army is feeling thirsty you can have yourself an IPA
No double shots of whisky now could ever cure these down damned ways

But if you wear the bottoms of your trousers rolled
You'll avoid the grime and the sewage the city streets hold
But you could lose the sentiment of growing old
With someone
If that's the price I pay for this glow
Then welcome to the shit show
And I'm wondering if those women still come and go
Talking of Michelangelo?

I think it's all a gradation of different shades of malaise
And if I'm just part of the clamor, I'll be counting my days

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from Sewn, released February 2, 2016

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