Story of the World - The Disco Biscuits

Slide against the fan, the room is clear

Suddenly we have a vacuum

In the mail a telegram, I could not wait, all aboard the caravan it leaves today

And then the night comes on, the lights turn low

Fall asleep, all alone

Consider for a second the ways of the world

Maybe I’ll throw myself a bone

Maybe I’ll throw myself to the dogs

But my back’s not to the wall

Maybe I’ll lay some bricks for the man

But the days just aren’t that long

So if I settle back and chill

Will I see far enough to feel the angel’s dream?

I thought it was the story of the world

Can I call out and say, everybody here

Lend me an ear to talk to

Can I go out and scream, the ways of the world

Without me singing another tune

But the words are so familiar, I heard it before

And you might dare to sing along

With the crickets out chirping a random song

Maybe I’ll throw myself a bone

Maybe I’ll throw myself to the dogs

But my back’s not to the wall

Maybe I’ll lay some bricks for the man

But the days just aren’t that long

So if I settle back and chill

Will I see far enough to feel the angel’s dream?

I thought it was the story of the world

When frick turns to frack, there’s no turning back

And you got a slip tongue and a smack attack

And there’s colors like green and you’re wearing black

And you fall down flat on a railroad tracks

But then the sun comes up and the day moves on

And the old routine takes its toll

And you feel like a copier rolling along

Maybe you’d throw yourself a bone

Maybe you’d throw yourself to the dogs

But you back’s not to the wall

Maybe you’d lay some bricks for the man

But the days just aren’t that long

And if you settle back and chill

Will you see far enough to feel the angel’s dream?

I thought it was the story of the world

I thought it was the story of the world

I thought it was the story