Catatonia – Dead From the Waist Down

The sun is shining

We should be making hay

But we’re dead from the waist down

Like in Californ-i-a

Victory is empty

There are lessons in defeat

But we’re dead from the waist down

We are sleeping on our feet

We stole the songs from birds in trees

Bought us time on easy street

Now our paths they never meet

We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability

I caught a glimpse, and it’s not me

Make hay not war

Make hay not war

Make hay not war

Or else we’re done for

And we’re D from the W down

There’s no contracts binding

No bad scene beyond repair

But when you’re dead from the waist down

You’re too far gone to even care

We stole the songs from birds in trees

Bought us time on easy street

Now our paths they never meet

We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability

I caught a glimpse, and it’s not me

Make hay not war

Make hay not war

Make hay not war

Or else we’re done for

And we’re D from the W down

(repeat)

The sun is shining