White Discussion
LIVE (Band)
I talk of freedom, you talk of the flag
I talk of revolution, you'd much rather brag
And if the decibels of this disenchanting discourse
Continue to dampen the day
The coin flips again and again and again and again
As our sanity walks away
All this discussion, though politically correct
Is dead beyond destruction, though it leaves me quite erect
And as the final sunset rolls behind the Earth
And the clock is finally dead
I'll look at you, you'll look at me and we'll cry a lot
But this will be what we said
This will be what we said

Look where all this talking got us, baby
Look where all this talking got us, baby
Look where all this talking got us, baby
Look where all this talking got us, baby
Talk on

I warned you, I prepared you
I instructed you, I told you what to expect
All the time been feeding, what have you got?
Look where all this talking got us, baby
Look where all this talking got us, baby
Look where all this talking got us, baby
Look where all this talking got us, baby

You yourself know serpents
That the day shall come, shall come, shall come, shall come, shall come
Write the lyrics for a rock song made in 1994, titled "White Discussion", by artist "LIVE (Band)".