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Weekend Warriors
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Weekend Warriors
They say we have a freedom
So why are we enslaved
How can we be demented
And yet so well behaved
When the clock strikes one do we all fall down
Mistaken by the feeling that it’s ended
Are we comfortable in this little town
Disoriented by the constant spinnin’
Weekend warriors
Doing part time battle
Sleeping Sunday in a Lazy-boy
And it’s almost midnight
Ignoring all diminution
Of our dimensionality
Color coded colloquialism
Of a delinquent fallacy
When the clock strikes one do we all fall down
Mistaken by the feeling that it’s ended
Are we comfortable in this little town
Disoriented by the constant spinnin’
Weekend warriors
Doing part time battle
Sleeping Sunday in a Lazy-boy
And it’s almost midnight
I can speak in a haiku, read it in Shin Konkin Shu
Wrap it up like tofu in a free verse
Like a poet laureate drippin’ dirty limericks
And the couplet sublimated for the reverb
Wishin’ and waiting for Godot before we’re choking on the prose
And systematically the older we get, we get more repetitive
Ill-gotten faces taking places resonating in the spaces
Wear the camouflage of aces in the full house where you wanna’ to live
Weekend warriors
Doing part time battle
Sleeping Sunday in a Lazy-boy
And it’s almost midnight
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Lyrics Credits: Karsten Durand
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Music Credits: Karsten Durand
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Producer Credits: Karsten Durand / Charles Newman
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Publisher Credits: JackLeg Preacher Music
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Performance Credits: Thressa Gardner (vocal) - Karsten Durand (vocals, keyboards, programming) - Charles Newman (guitar)
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Song Length: 3:53
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Primary Genre: Rock-General
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Secondary Genre: -
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Era: 1980 - 1989
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