The Puritan - Live from 13 - Matt Butcher Mix

Lyrics for The Puritan - Live from 13 - Matt Butcher Mix

Are we institutionalised By the demands of today? In our regalia, are we okay? Because the flash of a blade Is one less getting paid there in the lines And the ice and the gold It's just a double code, it's a paradigm For every little thing that fashion gives you The puritan on a Monday morning Said, happy sad melody I'm waltzing on an amazing pulse In a pornographic sea Where an absent blade Is one less in parade to throw overboard And the ice and the gold Is just a double code, it's a metaphor For every little thing that fashion gives you Yeah I'm falling into something That play upon the metronome in your heart It's smoke and it's mirrors Until the auto-cue starts Then the dry ice comes And we start sucking our thumbs on the TV And the joy of people Spirited away so merrily It's part of every little thing that fashion gives you La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la, la La-la-la-la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la (Hey puritan, hey puritan) La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la, la (What you gonna do about it?) La, la-la-la, la-la (That is all smoke and mirrors) La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la, la (What you gonna do about it?) La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la, la La-la-la-la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la, la La-la-la-la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la La-la-la, la-la La-la-la, la, la, la-la-la, la La-la-la-la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la