Grease and Women
I kiss my brother who is barely breathing
He says he lives for that grease and women
And maybe if we had prayed more deeply
We could have bought time instead of beauty
And can we go see your parent's faces
Shit, I love them even though they're racists
The West Coast brings you into our daylight
And you haven't been here since we lost the fight
Machines always running in this atmosphere
And the condos show that we got the fear
We're all so helpless
You better get outta the way
And didn't I arrive like you wanted me
Singing that teenage lobotomy
Holding a plan and maybe some breakfast
I wearing my suit I got you a substance
All is dull and all is restless
So slap me around and tell me I'm useless
The West Coast brings you into our daylight
And you haven't been here since we lost the fight
Machines always running in this atmosphere
And the condos show that we got the fear
We're all so helpless
You better get outta the way
Writer/s: Motel Black
