Statues to the house of rest
Washing down bodies
Seems to me a dead-end chore
Floors me completely
Beauty drips from every pore
From every pore
From every pore
Q quarters
Q quarters
Q quarters
Come to Q quarters
We're watching heads of state from here
Sticking their Fabers
Deep into the empire's ear
Moulding the conscience
Severe and every secret sworn
Now take the cuckoo and revel in your image born
Q quarters
Q quarters
Q quarters
Q quarters
Come to Q quarters We're watching heads of state from here Sticking their Fabers Deep into the empire's ear Moulding the conscience Severe in every secret sworn Now take the cuckoo and revel in your image born Push through the high ranks Bulldoze sacred heritage Instinct finds shelter Cowering in the foliage Detour reservoirs Flood a city pretty please Lost in petroleum Fueled to fill the empty seas Obsolete children Their populations died en masse Concrete civilians Statues to the house of rest Washing down bodies Seems to me a dead-end chore Floors me completely Beauty drips from every pore From every pore From every pore Q quarters Q quarters Q quarters Come to Q quarters We're watching heads of state from here Sticking their Fabers Deep into the empire's ear Moulding the conscience Severe and every secret sworn Now take the cuckoo and revel in your image born Q quarters Q quarters Q quarters Q quarters
Washing down bodies
Seems to me a dead-end chore
Floors me completely
Beauty drips from every pore
From every pore
From every pore
Q quarters
Q quarters
Q quarters
Come to Q quarters
We're watching heads of state from here
Sticking their Fabers
Deep into the empire's ear
Moulding the conscience
Severe and every secret sworn
Now take the cuckoo and revel in your image born
Q quarters
Q quarters
Q quarters
Q quarters
Come to Q quarters We're watching heads of state from here Sticking their Fabers Deep into the empire's ear Moulding the conscience Severe in every secret sworn Now take the cuckoo and revel in your image born Push through the high ranks Bulldoze sacred heritage Instinct finds shelter Cowering in the foliage Detour reservoirs Flood a city pretty please Lost in petroleum Fueled to fill the empty seas Obsolete children Their populations died en masse Concrete civilians Statues to the house of rest Washing down bodies Seems to me a dead-end chore Floors me completely Beauty drips from every pore From every pore From every pore Q quarters Q quarters Q quarters Come to Q quarters We're watching heads of state from here Sticking their Fabers Deep into the empire's ear Moulding the conscience Severe and every secret sworn Now take the cuckoo and revel in your image born Q quarters Q quarters Q quarters Q quarters