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​Here Come the Year Nines

This song is by Onsind and appears on the album Anaesthesiology (2013).

The shopkeepers round here seem to tremble and trade in fear
There's a lock-out on self-esteem, discontent in every dream
Now what do we have left to show from a winter that's been and gone?
Are we still bracing ourselves for a sermon that wouldn't come?

I cut my finger once again
I drank and drank till I was full but the bleeding, it wouldn't end
It soaked my shirt, and stained my skin
I'd cauterise the wound, but I just can't decide
Where do I begin?

The kids are back in school
And the screws are all working to rule
It's a crushing change of circumstance
From a new set of arrogant fools

Some refuse to punch the clock
They drowned their work ethic out at the Jackson dock
Harking back to a "job for life"
As the shopkeepers shiver in strife

I bit my tongue off in my sleep
Drowning in a crimson cauldron the taste of metal and rotten meat
Through the incoherent gargling you swore you heard me gasp and sing
Where do I begin?

The shopkeepers round here seem to tremble and trade in fear