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Serfs Up
by Serf Ninjas
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Well my girl said to me
"I think we've got to get away now"
"We've got to take that lonesome cloud
And ride to where it's raining"
Well I said, "Fine by me
But there's no turning on a dime, now"
"We've got a wait in line, now"
And you know, it might be a long
Time comin', comin' strong
A long time, and nothing coming of it
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
Well my boys said to me
"I think it's time we stake our claim, now"
"I think it's time we shift the blame, now"
"I think it's time you act alone"
Well I said, "Fine by me
You know I'm only one of you, now"
They said, "You're only who we choose, now"
"So choose carefully"
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
In the middle of the workday you wander alone
In your head, with your eyes past the window
Sights of farmland and fields form in visions encircling
Your untamed consciousness
You were always a kid in your heart, in your head
Until they told you you were a man
Leaping backwards through life, and forward through time
You hope that you won't understand
It's easier, it's easier
In the cold dead cavernous void of your memory
Excuses pool into potholes
When you leave them behind, they form up a line
For you to draw on when you need them
When the riots ensue, and the mob comes for you
Will you rage against all their misgivings
Or will calm overcome, and peace overrun
Your words, as they form into whispers
It's easier, it's easier
It's easier, it's easier
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
Well my girl said to me
"I think we've got to get away now"
"We've got to take that lonesome cloud
And ride to where it's raining"
Well I said, "Fine by me
But there's no turning on a dime, now"
"We've got a wait in line, now"
And you know, it might be a long
Time comin', comin' strong
A long time, and nothing coming of it
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
Well my boys said to me
"I think it's time we stake our claim, now"
"I think it's time we shift the blame, now"
"I think it's time you act alone"
Well I said, "Fine by me
You know I'm only one of you, now"
They said, "You're only who we choose, now"
"So choose carefully"
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
In the middle of the workday you wander alone
In your head, with your eyes past the window
Sights of farmland and fields form in visions encircling
Your untamed consciousness
You were always a kid in your heart, in your head
Until they told you you were a man
Leaping backwards through life, and forward through time
You hope that you won't understand
It's easier, it's easier
In the cold dead cavernous void of your memory
Excuses pool into potholes
When you leave them behind, they form up a line
For you to draw on when you need them
When the riots ensue, and the mob comes for you
Will you rage against all their misgivings
Or will calm overcome, and peace overrun
Your words, as they form into whispers
It's easier, it's easier
It's easier, it's easier
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
So serfs up; bring out your damned
Bring out your weary
Don't leave 'em alone
So serfs up; bring out your pitchforks
Bring out your guillotines
Send 'em on home
