Song Of Zarathustra - Cry Of Distress lyrics

Hand to mouth and a back to break Penny too short for alligations It's your probation First in line, first to forfeit... last to exit Coordination Perfect sense It makes perfect sense to me It's written on your head Fastened to the backs of your eyes Guest relations I have a situation I have never seen a sight so sick Extend your, wipe your brow It seems it has been a long while