Medicine - cirKus

No, no, no

This will never do

We’ve come to the part

That we always do

I say it’s one

And you swear it’s two

We’ve got to stop fucking around or we’re screwed

Feel out the fear

Like the fat of the goose

Our feet have got to damn big for our shoes

The meaning’s all gray

The feelings are dark

'Cause we just had an other round in the park

Well it’s a fine display

You feel like a fool

We never caught a hold of our temper at school

And half the world

It’s talking too loud

The other half’s got their head in the clouds

Then the sun

Come shining through

Medicine

For me and you

Bless, bless, bless

We can not contest

That god’s not fucking around with this mess

We pick a thing

Make a contest

Religion is one politics is the next

I think we know then

They’re gonna freak out

We know there’s gonna be another one no doubt

But if we can fall out

Then we can fall in

We march to a crazy and hungry

We have a meet in New York

We meet and we talk

We jog every morning around Central Park

And then in the shower

The men of the hour

Can scrub theirselves clean

And reflect on their power

Then the sun

Come shining through

Medicine

For me and you

Then the sun

Come shining through

Medicine

For me and you

We can’t understand what the translator said

But give us some more 'cause it’s our daily bread

Some more of you

Some more for me

But we’ll catch a cold

And then we’ll all see

We’ve got to make an arrangement

Work it all out

Cause theres always a deal to be done never doubt

And then when we’re dead

Forget what we said

'Cause who gives a f*ck what was there in our heads

When the sun

Come shining through

Medicine

For me and you

Then the sun

Come shining through

Medicine

For me and you

Then the sun

Come shining through

Medicine

For me and you