Trouble lyrics

Citywide on a narrow street side A cold one, a mean one Never took down the flyers Barely tried to get hired Don’t look right, don’t act right I swear the murals move at night But I can’t record it on my phone Continuity, continuity Conditioned by interruption Whose history narrated by confusion Dissolving in fluidities Of dissolving work/life boundaries Are you getting scared? You don’t look right Warping figures in a distorted timeline Keep our distance from the strangers in outline We might take our lives too seriously What else is comedy, but acceptance of the real When you can’t afford the hospital And the ground is all banana peels? A crisp and brand-new nightmare Some kind of clinical misery The phone rings on a holiday They rose and shook I barely stood They rose and shook the blood off We put ourselves in cages Fed money through the bars A career in trunks of cars They rose and shook I barely stood They rose and shook the blood off Citywide, they called it a promise Clean your city, as if it’s our responsibility Citywide, they called it a promise Clean yourselves of depression and anxiety