Multiplication Desks letra

Corporeal punishment, gone are the days of it.
But the rise from entropy, energy from shame.
Languid you are now. TV's kept your sound.
One number to make multiply, hold out your paws.

I guess this song could be about co-habitation, describing yes,
that easy thrill of copulation.
Mention of I just saw you there's, and this could last forever.
Shame that now those words of childlike verbs are lies but clever.

Logic wow, you've come so far in magic declamations,
though this magic makes a soul and not a number in the population.

Oh, the party of the humans has left us hungover.

The Most Serene Republic - Letras

• Anhoi Polloi
• Battle Hymns Of The Republic
• Career in Shaping Clay
• Compliance
• Content Was Always My Favorite Color
• Everything Given To You Is Equally Taken Away
• In Places, Empty Spaces
• Jazz Ordinaire
• Multiplication Desks
• Neurasthenia
• Not Even The Earth's Gravitational Pull Can Keep You Down
• Oh God
• Phages
• Present of Future End
• Proposition 61
• Relative's Eyes
• Sherry And Her Butterfly Net
• Shopping Card People
• Solipsism Millionaires
• St. Germain
• Stay Ups
• The Men Who Live Upstairs
• The Protagonist Suddenly Realizes
• Threehead
• Tragedy of The Commons
• Where Cedar Nouns and Adverbs Walk
• Why So Looking Back
• You're A Loose Cannon McArthur...But You Get The Job Done
• You're Not An Astronaut