Sword Of Damocles - Joseph Arthur

I see the Sword of Damocles is right above your head

They’re trying a new treatment to get you out of bed

But really, issue kills both, bad and good

It cannot differentiate

So to cure you they must kill you

The sword of Damocles hangs above your head

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

I’ve seen lots of people die from carcrashes or drugs

Last night on 33rd street I saw a kid hit by a bus

But this drawn out torture which party you live is very hard to take

To cure you they must kill you

The sword of Damocles hangs above your head

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

That mix of morphine and dexetrene we use it on the street

It kills the pain and keeps you up, you’re very sort of keen

But this guessing game, has it some rules, the good don’t always win

And my, makes right the sword of Damocles is hanging above your head

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

It seems everything’s done, it must be done

From overhere those things don’t seem fair

But there are things that we can’t know

Maybe there’s something over there

Some other world that we don’t know about

I know you hate that mystic shit

It’s just another way to see in the sword to Damocles above your head

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa

Nanananananana, nanananananana naa