Laura's Invention - Strings Lyrics

Whispers in the background carried on the wind
Promising repentance
Forgiven the sin
It's nothing like heroic
More like a moral fling
Call to mind conjecture
Alleviate the guilt
Gratified and pacified and touting what you've built
I can't recall your colors
Was it a spandex thing
You know they made a Hoover dance with Fred Astaire
And genetically we're mostly chimpanzee except how we comb our hair
Can't we just get Jesus Christ to say he drives an American-made car
Maybe we should make up.Maybe we should fight
There's no hero out on Main Street challenging the night
If they put Superman on Broadway, you know you'd still see the strings
If they put Superman on Broadway, you know you'd still see the strings
If they put Superman on Broadway, you know you'd still see the strings