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Brutality of the Routine

from Progress by Running Dog Labor Exchange

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The war is a wagin’ a million miles away
but it’s too hard to focus when the rent is now late.
Maybe some soldiers will flash some guns on the screen.
The news anchor smiles and lets the commercials play.
It’s really quite tragic, I’m a passionate person.
But after 8 hours I’m too tired to think.
Add in a dash of seasonal depression
and all I can manage is all the beer I can drink.

What is left of me?
I’m coming apart at the seems.
Caught in a caustic machine.
The brutality of the routine.

The war is a wagin’ a million miles away
but the cable TV says that no one is safe.
Maybe explosions will flash on the screen.
The news anchors cheer and let the commercials play.
It’s really quite tragic but I’m a “practical person.”
Maybe a strong arm is really all that they need.
I don’t got time to whine or to worry.
I got bills to pay and mouths to feed.

The war is a wagin’ a million miles away
but I’m a cynic and I’ve seen it all.
The Berlin Wall once flashed on screen
Tears of joy as the commercials played.
It’s really quite tragic but I’m burnt out on feelings.
Wars have been wagin’ since I’ve been alive.
Hope was abandoned outside of the strip mall
and quickly forgotten on the two hour bus ride.

Sedate me when I get home.
The voices are loudest when I’m alone.
Got alcohol, a new telephone
to numb the voices.

I’m on cloud 9.
Another few pints.
Half a smile.
I’m on cloud 9.
Till I come down.
Some powerful pills.
Another round.

My courage fails and my face turns pale.
Anxiety. I won’t be leaving the bed today.
The words are fluff. I know they’re not enough
but if you raise a fist the paddy wagon’s a waiting’ you.
An economy of austerity
that is run by wolves with a lust for gambling.
So fall in lines it’s work or prison time.
If you feel nothing at all you’ll be just fine!

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from Progress, released March 24, 2014

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