Tarpeian Rock

Lyrics for Tarpeian Rock

Let them be shot by gravity Thin the crowd Let them be shot by gravity Thin the crowd Fate rushing upwards Make their heads go pop Greedy bastards, rank amateur professionals Emotional cripples, religious fascists Alt-weekly types, human diopran Envious cowards, envious associates Internet risottos, smug urban settlers Anvil pathtub, crucible sublime Old foreign skulls, neon fans on laptops Recent memories, underwear ferries Rich crusts, adults dressed as children Do-nothing know-it-alls What democracy looks like Upper-class smugglers Texas in miniature, shot counters Credit-card-users, angry cat eaters Most bands ever Savvy bartenders Throw them, throw them off