Testi musica canzoni

Since I wrote this am I the culprit

These useless wisdoms I dispense

At your expense

Picture postcards

A three minute essay

Some scribbled words to four line verse

Meanwhile, we mean well

We cannot escalate or escape this

So let's pretend our little songs are more than
songs

More like sermons

Attention, attention

That's all we're asking for

Our little songs are our little whores

Jukebox cupids -- and the medium's a trend

The music lends itself to it -- to itself

The lyrics bend to make the song

Attention, attention

Don't tell me that's all we're writing for

Picture postcards

Three minute essays

We can never fit in what we want to say