The Wall
The ability to
choose doesn't seem like much to ask
But it's only a few
get to pick their own path
If you wander up here past the trees at the top,
There's a new
supermarket, you can find yourself a job
There's a sign on
the door says there's 25 opportunities
Who needs mistakes
with breaks like these?
Take a right turn at
the university
In three or four
years you can buy a degree
Times by ten for the
years in debt
Watch out for the
holes in the safety net
There are shiny,
modern offices on the sunny side of town called KMLP or PLGC
That's where the
money jumps around
They've got pension
plans and company cars
Some of these guys
are working 70 hours a week, 4 hours' sleep,
See their kids once
a year, on skis
The ability to
choose doesn't seem like much to ask
But it's only a few
get to pick their own path
And the paths look
many
They rise and they
fall
But all those paths
lead here, to the wall
Forget all your
plans
They're worth nothing at all
Cause we're all at the wall
Yes, we're all at
the wall
Think you can find
your way out?
But there's no one
to call
Cause they're all at
the wall
Yes, we're all at
the wall
There's people on corners just hanging around
They've got the bars down here
There's noise and there's life
More than their fair share of struggle and strife
Accordions, alcoholics, pickpockets,
Heat and light,
Girls working in and out of sight
Oh when do the saints go marching in?
Every single night
The ability to
choose doesn't seem like much to ask
But it's only a few
get to pick their own path
And the paths look
many
Your stride, great
or small
But all those paths
lead here, to the wall
Whatever your plans,
They're worth
nothing at all
Cause we're all at
the wall
Yes, we're all at
the wall
Think you can find
your way out?
But there's no one
to call
Cause they're all at
the wall
Yes, we're all at
the wall
You can keep your
head down
Or say you won't
crawl
But we're all at the
wall
Yes, we're all at
the wall
Forget all your
plans
They're worth nothing at all
Cause we're all at the wall
Yes, we're all at
the wall
The ability to
choose doesn't seem like much to ask
But it's only a few
get to pick their own path
And the paths look
many
They rise and they
fall
But all those paths
lead here, to the wall.
Lyrics © Andrew Szwejkowski, 2020. This recording, 2020. All rights reserved.
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