Swan Song
 

Every night I swallow my pride Your complete indifference
I’ll take in my stride
Like a whore in the street  I’ll take cash in hand
Afford you the time to sink  One more round

Saw you cry in your beer  As the barman rang time
This ain’t my swansong
I’ve got reason  I’ve got rhyme

You flirt with lines Of the song you know best
The one about whiskey  To hell with the rest
The one about green fields  Sweethearts at home
The’re all in your head And your there all alone

The chains of freedom Dazzle your eyes
The freedom you fought for and then sacrificed
The yoke ‘round your neck, the cuffs on your hands
The dream that you swallowed to pay Uncle Sam

The lions rolled over and fell deep in sleep
Kicked by the master like a dog in the street
When ordered to jump the questions How High ?
Blind you with choice and spoon feed you lies

Saw you cry in your beer  As the barman rang time
This ain’t my swansong
I’ve got reason  I’ve got rhyme