From the recording Family Portraits (Volume IV)

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An indie musical prayer for someone who needs a miracle.

Lyrics

Deus Ex Machina

Sink or swim, yeah!
Scuppered before it can begin
Lose or win, live!
The lives of paupers or of Kings

Mother’s gone mad
And father’s in denial
The way you’re wired
You’re not that far behind

Coiled like a spring of
Nervous energy
Act out like a spoiled child
In jeopardy

No high school for you
You are what you do
You reap what you sow
You are what you know

Deus Ex Machina
The script you wrote is oh so full of holes
The miracle of hope you sorely need
You are your own worst enemy

Do or die
Oh why, oh why? Oh!
Win or lose, yeah!
Someday, you’re gonna have to choose

Mum is absent and
Dad’s at his wit’s end
He won’t last forever
Can’t always depend

You won’t interact at home
Always on your phone
Online to your fake friends
So you’re never alone

Clutching at straws
Life is a bore
Won’t help yourself
So…God help us all!

Deus Ex Machina
The script you wrote is oh so full of holes
The miracle of hope you sorely need
You are your own worst enemy

Everyone kills the thing they love
Beseech the heavens for help from above
Where are your faithless friends now you ransomed your future?

Deus Ex Machina
The script you wrote is oh so full of holes
The miracle of hope you sorely need
You are your own worst enemy

Deus Ex Machina
This time you’ve gone too far
Deus Ex Machina
This time you’ve jumped the shark!