The Rest Songtext
von Ideamen

Act one of the world′s first curtains
And we are merely players in a short run
And we grow tomatoes
And now we've made a salad of the stage front and center
No one enters and no one ever has
And we′re all watching, waiting for the action call
Though we all know how it should go
Yeah, we know it all
To do is such a bother
Leave it to the rest
We know the reason for our troubles
Put a finger on
It's always been the other
Blame it on the rest, rest, rest, rest
Blame it on the rest, rest, rest, rest
Blame it on the rest, rest
Play our parts so ill
At the door we enter hollow
Open up, say ah
And the power fills the vacuum


Claiming for the rest
And authority has spoken
Said to carry on
With a finger on the button
Put you to the test
Act one of the world's first curtains
And we are merely players in a short run
And we grow tomatoes
And now we′ve made a salad of the stage front and center
No one enters and no one ever has
And now the truth you′re holding back is bleeding through
Though we all know how it should go
Yeah, we know it all
To do is such a bother
Leave it to the rest
We know the reason for our troubles
Put a finger on
It's always been the other
Blame it on the rest
Blame it on the rest
Blame it on the rest
Blame it on the rest
Act one of the world′s first curtains
And we are merely players in a short run
And we grow tomatoes
And now we've made a salad of the stage