Fruits and Labours Lyrics

Apple of my eye is rotten at the core

Loving something broken is normal

No one questions why anymore

The proper answer is so formal

No one is an island but the expectation

That you furiously carried yourself up the ladder

Lives on in the gloomy grey of the nation

For all that it just makes you madder

I can toil through the doubt

This mortal coil we all get out

There is nothing new on this earth

But the notion that we can change

The neverending gospel search

For a pathway out of the cage

Fruits and labours make us whole

The party line is idle is evil

All the wealth can't be stole

If it remains so big and inconceivable

I can toil through the doubt

This mortal coil we all get out

Corporate parties pat themselves on the back

For inventing nothing, investing nothing

But promoting hybrid and giving us flack

For caring ourselves, caring about something

Care about something

Care about something

For caring about something

I can toil through the doubt

This mortal coil we all get out