Would You Be Impressed? - Toh Kay

Would you be upset if I told you we were dying?

And every cure they gave us was a lie?

Oh!

They mean it when they say we’re dead and doomed

And every single symptom brings us closer to the tomb

And who will take the credit for our swift impending fall

Because it’s not my fault

Would you be impressed if I said that the dead would help us counting

Every single moment that we waste our time?

All the time we’re spending vaccinating this disease

I just get dizzy when I think of all the ways we try to hide our maladies

We wine, we dine, and everything is fine

Because it’s not my fault

Now you’re upset because you finally got the notion

That everything you had is spinning down the drain

Oh!

Do you mean it when you beg and pray and plead?

Your «Giveittomegiveittomegiveittomegiveittome all those things we need»

And what, pray tell, will you whimper when your number will be called

You’ll say «It's not my fault»

So go now, the others they’ll await you

And every single one among the lot of you will have your turn

Ai Ai Ai Oh Oh oh

Like moths that fly into the flame it always ends up so

You scream: «No, Not me!

Take anybody else!

Because it’s not my fault!»

I had a dream last night where everyone was trying

Subconsciously I knew it was a lie

And when I woke I knew it was time to pray

To make amends before the end, before my judgment day

I looked around, I stood alone, I knew what I had to say

I said «It's all my fault»