Far Too Canadian — текст песни (Spirit Of The West)

i`m so content, to stand in line
wait and see, pass the time
talk a streak, fall alseep, wake up late, whine and weep
i kiss the hand that slaps me senseless
i`m so accepting, so defenseless
i am far too Canadian
far too Canadian
i pick the bones, of what`s been done
lick them clean, with a cautious tongue
in dim lit rooms, i spill my guts
i`m the revolution when the doors are shut
i`d bite the hand that slaps me senseless
but my patience is too relentless
i am far too Canadian
i am far too Canadian
i am the face of my country
experssionless and small
weak at the knees, shaking badly
can`t straighten up at all
i watch the spine of my country bend and break
i`m a sorry state
i scratch the walls, to mark the days
with my coup d e (tte), i`m locked away
with Mother Jones, pots of tea
the kitchen poster, anarchy
i never march in demonstrations
i hold my breath for arbitration
i am far too Canadian
i am the face of my country
experssionless and small
weak at the knees, shaking badly
can`t straighten up at all
i watch the spine of my country bend and break
i`m a sorry state