Reservations Songtext
von Clawjob

I grant that you may feel upset
I can see contempt in your wild eyes
But what′s been taken must be kept
And you will be swept from your vile lives
I know it's for the best
You′ll keep a little west
And we'll take the rest

Maybe I'm an optimist
Or just a pacifist
But I insist
We all deserve a place to call our home
Even you

So we′ve reserved a space where you can go

You and everyone you know


I admit you may feel pain
In an undeveloped way
In your savage hearts
But all across this fruited plain
Great men will sow their grain
As soon as you depart

Surely in your current state
You can′t appreciate
The offer on your plate
I come to you with gift in hand
Your own unspoiled land
A place precisely planned
I hear the soil's grand
You see I understand

That we all deserve a place to call our home
Even you
So we′ve reserved a space where you can go
You and everyone you know