I Am Civil Service - Future Of The Left

If I must play a part in this mess

There are things that I have to know

If I eat what I fuck and I fuck what I eat

Am I worthy?

There are rules to obey

I am seen and ignored

I have been pinned it down

Is a lack of emotion

A curse or a skill

To rely on

I’ve got a letter from a friend

It was just in time

But it didn’t tell me anything

If I can’t be alone then I must be apart

I must see it through

If I love what I kill and I kill what I love

Am I worthy?

What a week, what a time, what a kill, what a crock

What a way to go

So I eat what I fuck and I fuck what I eat

Am I worthy?

I’ve got a letter from a friend

It was just in time

But it didn’t tell me anything

How does it feel

To make it on your own?

To prey upon your strengths

But leave it where it falls

How does it feel to listen to this song

To wrap your mind around it

To let your senses down

Yeah!

I am civil service!

I am civil service!