Streetlight Spirit - Disaster in F Major Lyrics

Do the dishes on a stage
Singing Peter Gabriel
All engaged and well behaved
Sexy intellectuals
Fall in love just like my dog
They think I sound great
And they all paid
As I look into the crowd
And they bring me to my knees
With an umbilical chord
Filled with cookie dough ice cream
I could just lay down and sleep
But that would be cruel
Cuz they think I'm cool
The oceans still
Blue and serene
With floating bodies
In a dream
And as I sink
Where light won't bleed
It starts to make
Some sense to me
Junkies weaving through the trees
F*cking high on gasoline
And their eyes are burning red
From the smoke of the machine
They are rabid in their means
Groping fantasy
Their shits still clean
I saw color leave the world
As the new gods broke their chains
I watched birds without a face
Bury people in their graves
With their long and stringy limbs
They look over us
From dust to rust
The oceans still
Blue and serene
With floating bodies
In a dream
And as I sink
Where light won't bleed
It starts to make
Some sense to me
I blew my chance to make it right
And holy hell I'm terrified
But I won't go down without a fight
Reach my hand to find the sky
With my ship below my feet
There is nothing left to cling to
There is nothing, but the deep
My fingers are going numb
At least I'm warm
Before I die
The oceans still
Blue and serene
With floating bodies
In a dream
And as I sink
Where light won't bleed
It starts to make
Some sense to me
The oceans still
Blue and serene
With floating bodies
In a dream
And as I sink
Where light won't bleed
It starts to make
Some sense to me