Matt Allison - Recovering the Opposable Thumb lyrics

Is there any hope for us, or are the rumors true? Are we just the mulch and kindling that accrues? Can we recover from this? I've seen expressions in department stores I've smelled regression wafting up from these shores This is not a celebration of slipping through some crack This is sloth and devastation and we're the resulting trash Count on your fingers tonight Count on your fingers tonight And believe what you find I'm sick of making small talk in this rotting chow line Recover, recover recover? Can we recover, recover, recover? Can we recover, recover, recover, recover? We cover our heads and we run for the gutter Toby Keith's horses and Toby Keith's men Finally put us all in our place It's a wonderful hug when there's so much more to love When there's steaks and hearts jammed in your face This is the f**ing slop line And we're scratching with our hooves How much of evolution Must we finally disprove? Count on your fingers tonight Count on your fingers tonight And believe what you find I don't believe what we find Can we recover, recover, recover? Can we recover, recover, recover? Can we recover, recover, recover? Can we recover, recover, recover? We cover our heads and we run for the gutter Dear Mother, I'm sorry There was nowhere left to run We fought and we fought until our bullets ran out And they took us one by one Dear Mother, I'm sorry We had just barely begun This will be the last letter from your only son From your only son Yeah I do not believe Recover as one, recover as one Recover as one, recover as one