Saviours and All - Thea Gilmore

Did you really believe

It would be a different voice, it

Inevitably

Will all come down to one of two choices

So come on now, we’ve got our sides to pick

There’s the shining ocean, and there’s Old Nick

But I don’t like hellfire and you get seasick

And, oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes now, darling

Oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes free falling

Oh, you and me, you and me and that old glass ceiling

And the radio, the saviours and all

There’s cracks in the road

There’s a pact between the ozone and the tarmac

It’s closing time

And the drunks sing some stray lines of Bacharach

It’s too late now to even out the score

You drain the glass and raise your hand for more

So I’ll take cover while you just take the floor

Singing oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes now darling

Oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes free falling

Oh, you and me, you and me and that old glass ceiling

And the radio, the saviours and all

And the radio, the saviours and all

Baby, is it drama?

Is it comedy?

You know my character witness just went down for perjury

Anyone else got any good ideas

Or will we just lay low until the black smoke clears?

And, oh here it comes, here it comes, here it comes now darling

Oh, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes free falling

Oh you and me, you and me and that old glass ceiling

And the radio, the saviours and all

And the radio, the saviours and all

Said the radio, the saviours and all