As Tommy Fixes Fights

You are a rule of physics

The dead facts of physics

An everyday suicide

So let's fix your future

Tonight I thought you were funny and mean

The way you boiled in the corner 'til you ran out of steam

And came down with your weight on every faker and flake

As a violent correction of a natural mistake

The way you played out the trap you'd designed

Was an easy escape for your difficult mind

See them seize up as they fall into range

When you catch them in words that are brutal and strange

You are offering them nothing when you offer a choice

That is loaded already with an edge in your voice

And when you say that they're nothing but poor, mindless lackeys

It's not hard for me to believe you're unhappy

If you cut through the noise in the signals you send

It's the same buried message again and again

And again and again and again

So I am ruler and the old rules of time

Now obsolete and supplanted with mine

You can have as many minutes in the day as you choose

So the chance that you'll win beats the chance that you'll lose

And you'll stop drowning yourself in booze

You could fool all the people if you dressed as yourself

And came haunted and made up in the ruins of your health

If you left all the makes of a well-made disguise

That can fake what should be there in the space of your eyes

You don't know and yet you seem sure

That you'll end up bored, but if you need a reason

Then how about the horror of the season?

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done

Come on, oh, the summer's done