Misc Unsigned Bands — Spoonboy - The Restaurant Chords

The Restaurant— Spoonboy

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While moonlighting in the service of the bourgois elite, 
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I caught lunch with a party of psuedo—environmental executives, 
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because I heard they'd pick up the bill.  
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And then the billionaire took his seat at the head of the table
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and wiped his ass with the dignity of the polynesian waiter, 
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(who had only been misheard), but was subject to abuse.  And I got caught.  

A D A E A D A E

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And I got caught.  I was caught in a crisis of procedure, 
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what I knew but forgot in the comforts of leisure, 
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on review of the charts, all the facts and the figures: 
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ONLY LACK OF RECOGNITION WILL DISCREDIT OUR LEADERS.  
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And the conflict lies on you: all the waiters of the world please spit in the soup, 
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and the billionaires might finally get what's coming.  
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When the dishwashers of the world all mouth off to their boss, 
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then the latter that they build that they started on top 
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might fall because it rests on you.  and the shit that you go through 
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just to stay alive.  
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1000 miles away, another conflict I'd been through 
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about the innocence of the criminal when the victim is you.  
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and the tendency to justify a law that's flawed.  and I got caught.  

I was caught in the crisis of my company.  
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What I knew, they did not, but I guess there's always something.  
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There was a girl and a cop, and they wouldn't even talk to me.  I got caught.  
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And the conflict lies on you, 
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all the waiters of the world please spit in the soup.  
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and punk kids, please think about what you're doing.  
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When the dishwashers of the world all mouth off to their boss, 
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then the latter that they built, it might finally fall, 
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because you know it all rests on you, 
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and the shit that you go through just to stay alive.