The Morose Society - Riverside

So bored am I on Riverside, I do not know what to do
Oh so bored on Riverside, there's nothing I can do

On Riverside they tear down things for privileged yuppie scum
More Taco yummie treat I fear you'll be cast out for wings on River, Riverside

Oh Riverside you cling to me, gripping like a Satan's mask
And all I ever saw from thee were cyclists in a trance of steam
Maybe some stomping tramps we'll see with gleaming white wild eyes of tears
And there is nothing to do here on River, Riverside

Oh Riverside what hold thee me, oh what can you give me today
Nothing, nothing can I say on River, Riverside

The blight has come, the leaves are gone
There's a season still of frozen blood
But can I wait 'til flowers bloom
No not on Riverside, no not on Riverside

So bored am I on Riverside, I do not know what to do
Oh so bored on Riverside

Written by:
Jillian Holbert

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