Transit Blues

[Intro]

"I heard the sound", the shout proclaimed

Now I’m here to praise, praise poison

Praise poison

[Bridge]

It’s a Monday let me be mundane

How’s there so much to speculate?

I can’t stand to carry the weight

I can't stand to carry...

[Chorus]

Call me “The Sound and the Fury”

Consider me dead and buried

I’m like the city’s grime

No time for no crime

[Verse 2]

Praise poison

Praise poison

Praise poison

They fill your head with the Devil and God

Praise poison

They fill your head with the Devil and God

Praise poison

[Bridge]

You’re so bored, but there’s a choice

You’re screaming without a voice

They fill your head with the Devil and God

They fill your head, they fill your head

[Chrorus]

Call me “The Sound and the Fury”

Consider me dead and buried

I’m like the city’s grime

No time for no crime

[Outro]

No time for no crime

11 ContributorsWorldwide Lyrics“Worldwide” is a reflection of a band constantly touring and seeing the world, but not really seeing it. It is a common point of contention for touring bands that they get to travel the world but are usually… Read More From Milwaukee to Memphis, Pittsburgh to Portland, Maine;

I’m a little restless, feeling like I need a change

By way of Brooklyn and up to Boston

I’m disenchanted, considering every option

I’m thinking & thinking

That being around here has me sinking

And while home is always best

My neighborhood in the midwest

I want to get lost in you, Tokyo

I’ve got a lot to say to you, Tokyo

It’s nostalgic and quiet, but louder than silence

I want to get lost in you, Tokyo

Tokyo

Here’s to folks in Michigan, back and forth to Chicago-

Along the lake, within the snow

I’m thinking & thinking

That being around here has me sinking

And while home is always best

My neighborhood in the midwest

I want to get lost in you, Tokyo

I’ve got a lot to say to you, Tokyo

It’s nostalgic and quiet, but louder than silence

I want to get lost in you, Tokyo

I need more nights in Paris, more time in Stockholm

Some days I will be careless trying to feel known

I need more nights in Paris, more time in Stockholm

Some days I will be careless trying to feel known

I want to get lost in you, Tokyo

I’ve got a lot to say to you, Tokyo

It’s nostalgic and quiet, but louder than silence

I want to get lost in you, Tokyo

Tokyo

[Intro]

It’s hard to name a tragedy, when it keeps repeating

It’s hard to name a tragedy, constantly defeated

[Chorus]

Why can't a child walk down the street? Slow motion bullets

Another slaughter every week, slow motion bullets

[Verse 1]

Mothers, fathers, don't you know the numbers?

Mothers, fathers, don't you know?

[Verse 2]

Murder speeds out the chamber with fury and vengeance

There's no excuse for it, this senseless violence

That gun is a tragedy, on and on and on

Buy it background check free, on and on and on

[Chorus]

Why can't a child walk down the street? On and on

Another slaughter every week, slow motion bullets

[Bridge]

For the love of God, no more lock and load

For the love of God, no more lock and load

For the love of God, no more lock and load

For the love of God, no more

[Outro]

"We give our speeches, we hold our moments of silence

And then we wait for the national buzz to fade"

8 ContributorsTransit Blues LyricsEvery morning, wake to the itch

The alarm clock ticks

Make some coffee, check the weather

Do my best to keep it together

(You can't feel the transit blues)

You can’t feel the transit blues without losing something you thought was true

Soon it will begin, soon it will begin

I can’t expect the world to comprehend the fits that I myself can’t defend

Every afternoon, avoid traffic, but feel frantic

My composure: a lost love letter

Do my best to keep it together

(You can't feel the transit blues)

You can’t feel the transit blues without losing something you thought was true

(You can't feel the transit blues)

You can’t feel the transit blues without losing something you thought was true

I can hear the questions now since journalism died somehow

The shout proclaimed: "The poison praised!"

They make my words an unmarked grave

(You can't feel the transit blues)

(You can't feel the transit blues)

You can’t feel the transit blues without losing something you thought was true

Every evening I’ll have a drink, start to feel better

Do my best to keep it together