Mark Germino - From The Brooklyn Bridge lyrics

Coast to coast, from dark to bright You can search for truth in a pool of light Let it keep you up all night 'Til you fall asleep You can treat your neighbour like a front door mat As you fluctuate like a thermostat While you swim the sewers on your back With every water at your feet You can wage a war, cast a stone Hoist your flag upon a chicken bone Patrol the streets with a megaphone Every day you breathe Shout "Christ don't live in an angry heart" Or some such crap, and no one's smart Enough to recognise it's crap But it's better to dream And that's the truth But the day it goes on sale it becomes a lie And that's the truth You can turn your head or look it in the eye An honest man won't sell it He knows the truth it has an edge Be like trying to sell the sunset baby From the Brooklyn Bridge Bridge, bridge You can save the tiger, you can k** the fox You can trash the ground, you can call the cops Push a bu*ton when it stops And start it up again You can flip a new leaf, turn a new channel Stick a brand new wick in a burned out candle Never let nothin' that you can't handle Get underneath your skin You can beat the odds, protect your rep Choose your church in a TV sale Try to find some common stand Between a slam-dance and a waltz You can turn your back on the CIA Strike a deal so big nobody gets paid Except those hired to close the deal And make sure it wasn't false And that's the truth But the day it goes on sale it becomes a lie And that's the truth You can turn your head or look it in the eye An honest man won't sell it He knows the truth it has an edge Be like trying to sell the sunset baby From the Brooklyn Bridge Bridge From the Brooklyn Bridge Bridge From the Brooklyn Bridge Bridge From the Brooklyn Bridge Bridge From the Brooklyn Bridge Bridge