Endless Mike And The Beagle Club - The Yellow Walkie-Talkie lyrics

There's no shame in living in the red I'm not going to wait until it's overhead There's no such thing as a fair wage And it's better to owe something to yourself than to own anything, anyday But when we think we're owed an explanation As to how we arrived at this destination "Destiny" and "nation," Each has nothing to do with the other's definition They treat us like the new kid in a school Like our mantra's "do you dare me to be cool?" But dare I say that it's okay Or at least that it will be? If it makes it easy, when you're feeling all alone You're feeling all alone with me Don't you see? But oh, what fortune we were too young to remember When first the umbilical cord was severed There are those of us not yet over that day And that affliction is called "nationalism." Think about it this way: You can scream out "f** the poor!" and "God hates f*gs!" Or you can go into a street and burn a flag But only one of these is a crime Tell me who in his right mind really thinks that it's alright To put a place before it's people? Well, I guess that that's one form of sodomy that's never been illegal And if it's k**ing you, it k**s me, too But somehow it's alright Did you get the invite? You're invited cordially To feeling alone with me Because there's a bell with a crack in it ringing to deafened ears There's a "W" standing for "wrong" for four more years But he believes in a Jesus and that's all some people can hear Not the backwards grind of the gears But when they've made me feel like I'm all by myself It helps to just feel helpless with somebody else Where I can let my heart bleed all over my sleeve I want to see change in my lifetime, is that so naive? I want to see the old ways burn, is that so wrong of me? I want to see an end to this New American Century I want to know that everyone feels alone like me