Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work for free
So you can stand there and say, "It wasn't me"
Let loose the hounds
They're not responsible for what they've found
They shot off in all
Directions, unashamed, unstalled
They caught the scent
There's something growling in the basement
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work for free
So you can stand there and say, "It wasn't me"
Train of thought
Down tracks, steel parallel they shot
Whatever the load
They picked up, it wasn't you that owed
The paymaster asleep
While you were tabulating jumping sheep
The roots go deep
Stretching underground, water seeps
In and gets drawn up
From root to stem to limb to buttercup
One head so perfectly soft
How many died so you could pluck it off?
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work for free
So you can stand there and say, "It wasn't me"
Spin the wheel
Faces obscured until the big reveal
It lands on you
That's not at all what it's supposed to do
But you can't dump out the trough
No you don't ever get to turn it off
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work
Your subconscious does the dirty work for free
So you can stand there and say, "It wasn't me"