Straight Lines Songtext
von Robocobra Quartet

I want to be a doctor. i want to be a vet.
I want to be what the universe doesn′t know it needs yet.
I want to be a firefighter, albert stanley
Right now i'm gordon ramsay

When the letters stop comin, when the jury comes in
I want to be a straight line
I want be present for the shrill chime of my verdict


A guard in a white uniform, a sixteen year old not home
I′m perched on the pavement clutching a phone
Galvanised by the knowledge that I'm alone

Learning about straight lines
A billion people with little x's for lives
A billion people joined in a collective sigh

When I emerge and roll the boulder back i′ll be much bolder and tactful too.
The slate will be wiped and i′ll start anew.

I'll be a straight line
I′ll be present for the shrill chime of my verdict