Frame It

Is it so much to ask

To abandon our luxuries at last?

"Take it easy," you say

Move on with the time we have

Like a call to the dawn

Like a mother to her spawn

"Take it easy," you say

Because your black heart of sin

Always gets its way

Gets its way

And over and over, the time rolls

And over and over, we sweat

And over and over, I'll sing

In sweet self-defense

And over and over, the time rolls

And over and over, we sweat

And over and over, I will sing

In sweet self-defense