There's a bored and stupid bureaucrat
Who just doesn’t like you
There's an undetected asteroid
Out beyond L2

There’s a restless butterfly
In the southern hemisphere
And the residents of Proxima
Suddenly appear

Son, take it as it comes
The world doesn’t owe you anything.
The arc of the universe is long,
Dark and scary
Here, safe in Daddy’s arms,
The world is full of promises.
But son, take it as it comes
You can’t trust promises.

An extra long umbilical
Wrapped four times around your neck
A giant kraken tentacle
About to smash the deck

The doctor’s oh-so-steady hands
Missed a fucking stitch
The giant robot circuitry
Only had one glitch

Son, take it as it comes
The world doesn’t owe you anything.
The arc of the universe is long,
Dark and scary
Here, safe in Daddy’s arms,
The world is full of promises.
But son, take it as it comes
You can’t trust promises.

That sense of dread you feel’s all right
It lets you know you’re still alive
So dance around the firelight
When your plans all go awry

Son, take it as it comes
The world doesn’t owe you anything.
The arc of the universe is long,
Dark and scary
Here, safe in Daddy’s arms,
The world is full of promises.
But son, take it as it comes
You can’t trust promises.

Take It As It Comes - Early Mix

MÀG is a WAMMIE-nominated pop-punk band playing in and around Washington, D.C. USA.

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