Wishbone from Summer by Grenadiers

Hope is a gateway drug
Don’t do it man, you don’t want none of that shit
Doped into a life of dependence
When hope becomes belief and belief becomes the writ
Bogged down in appeals to tradition
And thinking never travels when it becomes the wheel
Convinced to lay down in submission
Convinced your dream will come true, it never will

A drowning man can pray for air but that won’t get him anywhere

You don’t like it and trust logic still less
Light hurts nobody’s eyes when we’re all kept in the dark
Seduced by a mass mental illness
Chatting with Charles Darwin on the deck of Noah’s ark
Fear pays when you know how to spin it
Who needs antibiotics; we’ve got our thoughts and prayers
Thank you for your wide-open spirit
Maybe consider closing it up for repairs

Quiet faith at fever pitch
Malicious mesmerism witch
Where am I now, and who’s this Baker Eddy bitch?

Since when was conviction ridiculed and maligned
Since when does a wishbone substitute for a spine
The hive-mind is a river where lightweights float and thrive
And anything with some weight just sinks and evolves to survive

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