Blueline Medic Write Us Lyrics

Write Us Lyrics

Lathered up and weepy, the informant told me,

and none too sympathetic
that our run would turn.

And standing sent to burn in decisions, hard
print and whatever.

Here they come to register,

you might have to
get in line and take a number.

Yeah, we aim to please!

Missing the
mark, fall over ourselves to bother.

Put out and steely, annoyed and
chaining daises,

another quick sentence in passing another judge and
jury.

Its been our misfortune investing,

Hasnt return been
steady,

Complaints have been far and few between.

The idiotic,
close and many.

Please hold the line or try another number.

Yeah,
we may seem cold

but its just because weve been a little snowed under.

You cant be serious!

Oh lord, and if are please dont ask the same of
us.