The Grand Ballroom - The News Lyrics

The wind is blowing dark again
The road ahead don't know a friend
All the new laws being penned
On the back of the New Testament
Take a good look while you can
That's the sphinx half under sand
They're pouring down new cement
Over gravesites of old men
What they said was true
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
My nova shined long ago
You're staring at your own shadow
Cast in my afterglow
Nothing you would need to know
A thousand histories like your own
Have been whittled down to the bone
Fed to beasts now over grown
In repayment of a loan
Heads are gonna role
There's no use in keeping toll
That big old mansion is built upon
Ashes of a mount of countless souls
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
What they said was true
What was I supposed to do
Your fantastic magic tricks
Your cloak and dagger rhetoric
The options that drove you sick
The eye candy you couldn't lick
Your ice bergs and your Titanic
Your figurines on wooden sticks
The bad habits you couldn't kick
Are sliding off brick by brick
What was I supposed to do
What was I supposed to do
What was I supposed to do
What was I supposed to do