She sits here drinking
What does the fiction represent?
The TV Scandal
Can make her break out in a sweat
She watches it to make her feel part
Of something she never was
She sings a song
That her father whistled while he worked
It helps her relax
A mild depressant keeps her down
And she weeps smiling
The radio bleeds that happy sound
The music nullifies her fears
With words to that effect
She s happy now, she thinks
That really nothing could go wrong
All this waiting all for nothing
Routine living - Rooms to live in
Routine living - Merely wasting away
This life she's living
Is an extension of our guilt
The four-walled conscience
Imposed by those who never felt
The pain the tedious drudgery
Boredom (Relax!) - It s lonely
And it s not right
That this way of life should go on
Subhumans - Somebodys Mother Lyrics
Subhumans - Somebodys Mother Lyrics
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She sits here drinking
What does the fiction represent?
The TV Scandal
Can make her break out in a sweat
She watches it to make her feel part
Of something she never was
She sings a song
That her father whistled while he worked
It helps her relax
A mild depressant keeps her down
And she weeps smiling
The radio bleeds that happy sound
The music nullifies her fears
With words to that effect
She s happy now, she thinks
That really nothing could go wrong
All this waiting all for nothing
Routine living - Rooms to live in
Routine living - Merely wasting away
This life she's living
Is an extension of our guilt
The four-walled conscience
Imposed by those who never felt
The pain the tedious drudgery
Boredom (Relax!) - It s lonely
And it s not right
That this way of life should go on
What does the fiction represent?
The TV Scandal
Can make her break out in a sweat
She watches it to make her feel part
Of something she never was
She sings a song
That her father whistled while he worked
It helps her relax
A mild depressant keeps her down
And she weeps smiling
The radio bleeds that happy sound
The music nullifies her fears
With words to that effect
She s happy now, she thinks
That really nothing could go wrong
All this waiting all for nothing
Routine living - Rooms to live in
Routine living - Merely wasting away
This life she's living
Is an extension of our guilt
The four-walled conscience
Imposed by those who never felt
The pain the tedious drudgery
Boredom (Relax!) - It s lonely
And it s not right
That this way of life should go on