Sophistructure Songtext
von Rob Crow

That′s the thing with these old models
They can get the rust caught in their cranks
Undust the book that teaches sophistructure
Can almost taste their soaked planks

Crashing the van into sunlight
Kicking your plan in your face
Driving the point with a penknife
Think you can burn it away

What is the matter with that?
Not every color is black
Calling the crime where you're at
Sometimes just hope is the trap

They cut our wings, and then they went right on to
Pull them apart right in our face
How many thumbscrews in your own department?
How many tortures in that place?


That isn′t something of value
No one else can take the space
Call it a matter of anger
Like most other things that you hate

They should do something about you
They should do something about you
They should do something about you
They should do something about you

How bummed are you all?
How bummed are you all?
I know what you saw

We are swimming the moat in your basement
Fractured and mangled and down
Textbook example debasement
More how it looks than it sounds

What is the matter with that?
Not every color is black
Calling the crime where you're at
Sometimes just hope is the trap