Lyrics A Psalm for Our Jobs and Apartments - Arms Aloft

A Psalm for Our Jobs and Apartments

Let the numbers we type into the ATM
Become the names by which to loved ones we are known
Let the measures of the width of our new TV sets
Display to the neighbors the depths to which we’ve grown
And of our plugged-ins and records
Our rosewood and our strings
Of our brand loyalties, in Your name, we sing!
Let us sell Them ourselves whole or in pieces
For the price They kindly placed upon our heads
Lest we hesitate and see the day when upon re-evaluation
Its crossed-out, halved and rewritten in red
And of our value as an asset
To the company
Of our entry-level positions, we sing!
Let the leeches, the rats and our brave captains
Deliver us from persecution and from flood
Grant them fortune when they convene below the deck
To bet our medicines on hands of 5 Card Stud
And of the birdshot, the razors
The downers and the bleach
Of our polite, if hasty, exits we will sing
«O' God, save these things!»