Bu$hleaguer (Live) Lyrics

How does he do it? How do they do it?
Uncanny and immutable
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party
Like sugar, the guests are so refined

A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?
It's 'cause he's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer
Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike
Drilling for fear makes the job simple
Born on third, thinks he got a triple

Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed

A think tank of aloof multiplication
A nicotine wish and a columbus decanter
Retrenchment and hoggishness
The aristocrat choir sings, what's the ruckus?
'Cause the haves have not a fucking clue

The immenseness of suffering
And the odd negotiation, a rarity
With onion-skin plausibility of life
And a keyboard reaffirmation

Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed

Chains, chains change
Chains, chains change
Chains, chains change
Chains
Chains, chains change
Chains, chains change

Disgusting

He's bad, but you guys going with him