Colour Green

Are you a wolf Warm in your pinstripes? Is your pen a bootknife Drawing red and dollar green? Two colours for everything Look how the teeth gnash Look how they smile It's some kind of witchcraft That keeps us laughing all the time Some kind of witchcraft We did our jobs So quick and calm Wasted no love Have I been drinking? My feet are kicking Like someone's pushing This institution down my throat And I'm going to choke Is this a living This steady gunning? It's got a rhythm, sure A hemiola to my pulse A messy rush We did our jobs So quick and calm And we did our jobs Wasted no blood Ambition, give me wings Ambition, break my legs She swims inside my head Was planted in my skin And I can't forgive Have I been driving? I see the lines bend But I've not been steering And I keep on veering to the right To those blissful lies When did they reach me While I was sleeping? When did they rein me? Interrogate my better sense With their fucking rent And all my teachers Those dusty pilgrims Those plucky speakers Are all just victims of a lie Victims of a lie That they can't deny We did our jobs So quick and calm We did our jobs Wasted our lungs Ambition, give me wings Ambition, break my legs She swims inside my head Was planted in my skin And I can't forgive them