For all this talk
of tolerance of the strange.
For all this talk
they play dice, cowboys, bandits.
For all this talk
with all their sweet they wilt
under pressure from out there
hiding pain deep within them.
For all this talk

they never leave
their comfort zone, the life
like movie sets.

For all this talk
of tolerance of the strange.
For all this talk
they play dice, cowboys, bandits.
For all this talk
with all their sweet they wilt
under pressure from out there
hiding pain deep within them.
For all this talk

Youd think theyd solve
their own industry issues,
and yet dreamless.

From Tokyo to Paris
and Seoul, Bangkok
And boats
Youll never sea friends
as proper allies
in bed
Or anywhere in between.
For this land is for
fast food.

For all this talk
they play dice, cowboys, bandits.
For all this talk
with all their sweet they wilt
under pressure from out there
hiding pain deep within them.
For all this talk

Youd think theyd talk a walk
touch some grass.
Its not as if acts
were all they ever knew.