This tune is very loosely based on a time when PSpace LLC had more contact with the denizens of the world of investment banking and financial services, and maybe even called a few of these miserable goblins friends and acquaintances. Many are very nice people on an individual level, but are collectively engaged in, alternately, demonically horrific and utterly superfluous work.
Anyway, one of us had a friend who worked at a very well-known financial services firm and the whole workforce there was sustained by a cocktail of uppers, downers, psychedelics, and the ambient intoxication that comes from moving giant, imaginary chunks of money from one place to another. So then these people show up at parties and generally act a fool and it's somehow *your* responsibility to clean up the social mess for them.
And this song is about one of the nights one of the members of PSpace LLC said, no, fuck it, I'm not going to clean up after you this time, and the attendant guilt that comes with trying to take a principled stand like that against a dude who is really just angling for social connection, but in the most toxic way possible.
lyrics
Lyrics:
Lights in your financial service firm were burning bright
Dolphin decal punched on paper took you into the night
Omega’s stopped, or so you thought, man, what even is time?
Man what even is time?
Man what even is time?
Man what even is time?
Own what you have done
Spare me the storyline
Spare the song and dance about everyone else
Just chill, it’s fine
You asked if I could stay for a while
I thought it easier not to decline
I can’t change the way that your mind’s made
It’s not my place to carry all that weight, man
Said you ought to share your thoughts on modern anomie
“The city swallows us, anonymous, like in a sea”
I knew that you were lonely, dude, I said that I agreed
Yeah that I agreed
Yeah that I agreed
Yeah that I agreed
Own what you have done
Spare me the storyline
Spare the song and dance about everyone else
Just chill, it’s fine
You asked if I could stay for a while
I thought it easier not to decline
I can’t change the way that your mind’s made
It’s not my place to carry all that weight
It’s not my place to say man
Sheet white, light as a ghost is, man
Sheet white, light as a ghost
Sheet white, light as a ghost is, man
Sheet white, light as a ghost
Sheet white, light as a ghost is, man
Sheet white, light as a ghost
Sheet white, light as a ghost is, man
Sheet white, light as a ghost
Sheet white, light as a ghost is, man
Sheet white, light as a ghost
Sheet white, light as a ghost is, man
Sheet white, light as a ghost
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