Bring It Up

I play God, I play God and make pretend A world of faceless, dank disgraces from way back when It gets dark then it gets stark, a lark descends On a hillside with a flat-tyre hopelessness Bring it up! Bring it up! I’m a clown, now I’m profound, I’m kinged again A hollow crown hangs upside down and I’m kinged again I play God, oh good God I’m here again Well, all in a day’s rent, who will we hate next? Something bad, something good Shall I talk about the government? Bring it up! Get it gone! Bring it up! The right brain gives the left brain The left brain gives it up And we’re good, we’re good, we’re good ‘til morning