House of Ideas
by Thou
From the album: Umbilical
Duration: 06:43
Lyrics for House of Ideas
Feckless servants The extension of a non-creative will Make the compromise to bring ruin To the palace of imagination Flaccid servants The boot print of a non-creative will Make the compromise to bring ruin To the palace of imagination If that's moving up, then I'm moving out (Out out out) If that's moving up, then I'm moving out (Out out out) You're nothing without shambling spectres Sloughing spirit stripped from the flesh We made the compromise and brought ruin To our palace of imagination Get a job!