The International Noise Conspiracy - Enslavement Blues lyrics

I'm enslaved by the weekdays

By their names Monday and Friday

I'm enslaved by the things we say

And everywhere I go a little secret

And I wish that you would come here

And tell me that we're all doing fine

And I wish that you would come here

And tell me that were not losing our minds

I'm enslaved by the living space

by the walls, roofs and the working place

I'm enslaved by the games we play

No matter what I do, I will still sell myself

And I wish that you would come here

And tell me that we're not dying here

And I wish that you would come here

And tell me that we're not dying here

I'm sure that we all want to blow

And I said thats what we ought to do

I'm sure that we all want to change it all

That's why I'm coming to you

I'm sure that you all want to know

I'm sure you all want to blow

I'm enslaved by the weekdays

By their names Monday and Friday

I'm enslaved by the words we say

Every little sentence turns me into a slave

And I wish that you would come here

And tell me that we're all doing fine

And I wish that you would come here

And tell me that we're not losing our minds

I'm sure that we all want to blow

And I said thats what we ought to do

I'm sure that we all want to change it all

Thats why I'm coming to you

I'm sure that we all want to know

I'm sure you all want to blow

I'm a slave