Fitz and the Dizzyspells

Comes and goes Like in fits and dizzy spells, like the weather And it blows Like it knows what's going wrong, like it's clever Has a name Oh, but the name goes unspoken Weather wanes Oh, were all twisted and broken So soldier on, soldier on Soldier on, soldier on Flailing to the whir of a snack machine Muted screams of an old regime And then, oh, something gets in it The nightshade gets in it And we were all fast asleep We were all so fast asleep But you woke us You woke us from the strangest dream That an aubergine could ever know Would ever know, would ever know Lava flows over crooks And craggy cliffs to the ocean And explodes in a steam heat Fevered cyclical motion Has a name (It has a name) But the name goes unspoken (It goes unspoken) It's in vain 'Cause the language is broken So cast your own, cast your own Cast your own, yeah (Soldier on) Soldier on, soldier on Soldier on, soldier on Soldier on, soldier on Soldier on, soldier on Soldier on, soldier on