Theset - A Man of Industrial Strength lyrics

Let me begin just by saying Simply put we're not what we seem The disagreement between your heart and your eyes May agree we greet the night with greedy lips And a taste for victory Sporting bitter smokes and gin We are decendants of thieves I can't believe you go on believing what we say With every word we cross our fingers We're not what you read about or see on TV We are the decendants of theives There's gravity to my words and a south-arctic chill Where no radiowaves ever make it They just die in the hills There's regret behind the smiles Consuming every verse The best excuse i've heard today Is that this all could be worse I can't believe you go on believing what we say With every word we cross our fingers We're not what you read about or see on TV We are the decendants of theives We gather like storm clouds. I can't believe you go on believing what we say With every word we cross our fingers We're not what you read about or see on TV We are the decendants of theives