Mayday! - The Laundromat lyrics

Meet me at the laundromat The one between our houses Meet me in the alley way Just before the dumpsters Where as children, we'd conspire To overthrow the neighbors To weed out all the cruel old men and save their lovely daughters These are troubled days my friend In a way we're all still children This room's-a-spinning with the untapped rage Of our hundred hearts-a-beating Maybe with some kind of sympathy Or maybe just true horror Lately, there's a lot of talk gon' 'round bout time Reaching a zenith of despair I watch myself sit idly by like some distant cold third person And stare so blankly at the news fed by my telescreen Cnnbcmsdotdubelyoodubelyoodownasdakianbackwash While a dozen nations argue the significance of a piece of land, unholy you & me my friend, formed some kind of police dog state (wuf) In attempt to regulate such bloodshed Asprin might stop the itch Who will stop the burning