Song Lyrics

""I've walked for miles in your eastern town I can't stand it there so don't shout me down I thought i might find you might try to explain That we've been the victims and we cannot be to blame We won't get any money from the government They won't give us all we're due so now our cover is spent They won't back down until we sell the farm And come back with some needle-marks on our arms Well I know that you can dance But what have you got to say? I know that the world we've built together is broken Maybe I've taken you for granted left to much unspoken But there's a red headed Elvis he's been awake for days He makes me feel so jealous he believes every note he plays And he wants for nothing but fortune and fame He's the King Tut of this pyramid game In his eyes I see apologies that make me think of you What if we're more dangerous than all the boys you've known? What if I'm the baddest seed that you have ever sown? Tell your mother and your bother that tonight we are in love I know that you can dance But what have you got to say? Where are your songs?""

Ramsay Miller, Scott Rinning, Adam Goemans, Ross Bonney