Bring Us Closer

It all works out, till it doesn't We're cheaper by the dozen You married your second cousin When you thought it was true love You're always right, till you blow it The public records show it And those angels proudly know it As they rub it in your face from above Baby, sit back down on your couch And scooch on over We been drunk all night, Now let's talk ourselves sober Who knew sweet slavery would bring us closer? We drive till we run out of fuel Committed to conquering cruel Reading about the world's fools -- Thank God we're not them You survive until the finale And go off to that great green valley Where the shepherds convene to tally All the dreams you've forgotten Baby, sit back down on your couch And scooch on over We been drunk all night, Now let's talk ourselves sober Who knew sweet slavery would bring us closer?