From the recording TRENCHCOAT MANIFESTO: WHICH MOMENT
Lyrics
Woke up at the station
Bruised and bloodied on the floor
My face a field of battle
My brain a theater of war
I can't win this game
If there's nobody keeping score
I fear that I may drown
Before I make it to the shore
Once I had the strength
But I can't take it anymore
No more saxophones
No more television
No more happy hour
No more invitations
Take me to the station
And lay me on the tracks
If I don't make the next train
I'm sure to catch it coming back
I can't win this game
If there's nobody keeping score
I fear that I may drown
Before I make it to the shore
Once I had the strength
But I can't take it anymore
No more saxophones
No more television
No more happy hour
No more invitations
No more idle fingers
No more dial tones
No more busy signals
No more telephones
All hands to battle stations
This is it, it's fucking war
Turn the key on confirmation
They won't be fighting anymore
We can't win this game
If there's nobody keeping score
I fear that we may drown
Before we make it to the shore
Once we had the strength
But we can't take it anymore
No more saxophones
No more television
No more happy hour
No more invitations
No more idle fingers
No more dial tones
No more busy signals
No more telephones
No more cantaloupe
No more greasy bacon
No more constitution
No more belly achin'
Cause we can't take it anymore
We can't take it anymore