Stanton Moore - That Is Not My Home (After Bruegel) lyrics

Me and the one went out On a holiday We sold our apes to the army Unnamed officer is where we where we found you It matters that we all found out Unexpect no prize Good eves come tumbling down Well, I don't see no far Me and the one gave up With our dying breath We cut this wild wild horse Is on the water that we renamed our tattoos It matters that we all found out And unexpect no cure Good eves come tumbling down I don't see no far, far, far cry When in London do as London I will get what I deserve You trust me Jesus Christ, that girl How the sky gets so damned broken How the shadow covers the ocean That is not my problem Not my fault, it's not my fault Me and the wife let go Colored TV set And it copped out to the ocean Where the sun tan Approached it with the spoony sand It matters that we all found out But unexpect no cure Good eves come tumbling down Now, but I don't see no far, far, far It's important in some way It's important That age is met with poise How the sky gets so damned broken How the shadow covers the ocean That is not my problem Not my fault, it's not my fault