LYRICS
Our rush hour
Voltage thread
Display of power
’til but one dead
Understanding
Last man standing
Meaning we’re all going to die
Procreate alone? No, not I
No matter how hard I try
Our race to end our race
Congratulation! First place
[We’ve got a winner… want a cigar or mug of beer? I fear]
Will there be later
In this simulator
Folklore failure
Of the incubator
The premature
Exterminator
Outta luck
Better duck
’cause it’s a cluster#uck
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: C D G / G D C / E C A / A C G
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar
From the album Doctor Please! Doctor, Please!
[Songs written in doctors’ waiting rooms]
by Daniel Brouse