Well, Obviously Lyrics

Well, obviously, It was the industry plant

Who walked by the explosion, and when asked if he did it

He said "It couldn't have been me

I was too busy fucking, and drinking, and thinking, what I'd be doing if I wasn't fucking"

I'm shrinking, Alice gave me the wrong potion I meant to get bigger

She snickered and laughed at me, talked to while looking past me

I was a ghost I admit it

I left my post but I didn't cause that explosion,

So please find another scapegoat

Well, obviously, It's also the industry titan

Who is sad because he missed, his daughter's birthday and will be missed

When he jumps ship off a scraper, in the wind like paper, on the ground like a squib

What a job for the janitor, he will cry like a child

No one knows where he goes when he scratches his neck and whispers

Where's my kisses, my love?

And he grabs the bottle, and crashes into buildings, while walking a tightrope

Made with dice and roulette, and he doesn't know it yet but he'll soon be happy again

Well, obviously

It's also the industry market, that is filled with pulp fiction and bullshit and lies

And deceit and thievery, with the I before the E and poetic nazi like things

I am done, its enough, I don't wanna be tough

I've been hard far too long since a kid not like in a sex way though

In the driveway I was soft, falling into red leaves, wanting to be lost in a game that I played

Or a novel that I read or a movie that was made, by the market of the industry,

Truly robotic to this day

I wanna go back