The Fix - Embrace Tomorrow текст песни

Violet:
Work your fingers down to the gristle
Grit your teeth
Sell the lies
Garden club
Church ev'ry Sunday

Then comes Monday
One whore too many and -
Boom! Surprise
Jesus, how they burn, Grahame
Those flashbulbs in your eyes...

Grahame:
All those pointless years
The spirit sapped
The soul diminished
Let it go
Accept your losses
If nothing else
At least it's finished...

Violet:
Wrong!
No backing down
No copping out!
I'm holding sway -
I've fought the whole of my life
For the brass ring
And no one can take that away!

It's mine, Grahame! It's mine
One way or another...
If I can't be the wife of the president
You can bet your ass
I'll be his mother.

Grahame:
Oh my god...

Violet:
We're moving ahead with Cal
We're moving ahead...
With Cal

Grahame:
Cal? Your son - in politics?!

Violet:
Why so surprised, Grahame?

Grahame:
If you think you can get that boy elected to anything higher than student council, you're as insane as he is!

Violet:
Grahame...

Grahame:
Sanity's expected in the White House
A sense of right and wrong and fam'ly love
Sanity's expected in the White House
Or at least a fair facisimilie thereof!

Violet:
There's nothing wrong with Cal...

Grahame:
Questionable blood, Violet
Questionable paternity!

Violet:
He's of decent lines
Noble lines
Honorable lines...

Grahame:
Questionable paternity!

Bobby 'Cracker' Barrel:
Let it be said
That I loved me a woman
A first class, high tone
Washington bitch...

Violet:
It's mine, Grahame! It's mine
One way or another...
If I can't be the wife of the president
You can bet your ass
I'll be his mother


Grahame & Violet:
Let's not tallk of feuds
His'tries of remore
And sorrow...
Face the press
Combine our forces
Damn the past
Embrace tomorrow

Face the press / Press the flesh
Damn the past
Embrace tomorrow