Tuxedo

Lots of speed but no control

Straight down the gutter, straight down the hole

Like strangers who know each other very well

Just for your or my distraction

Cripple any form of human interaction

Slowly losing our ability to talk

All tuxedoed up

Lots of speed but no control

A desperate desperado on parole

This is your selection of the finest

Peel back the foil, the searchlight is on

You're diggin' in, all brakes are gone

Totally numb, to this obscene violence

All tuxedoed up

Round & round & round

We share and we confess

Round & round & round

A little deeper in distress

All dolled up, let's hit the screen

Who's the daddy, who's the king

I'm fed up with all this Wi-fi-high-fiving

God owns your head the devil has your balls

But you're still the one making the calls

Selling ally our joy and all your living

All tuxedoed up

Round & round & round

We dare and we profess

Round after round after round

A little deeper in distress

All tuxedoed up

Round after round after round

We curse and we caress

Round after round after round

A little deeper in this mess