Thursday - Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The I.V. drips, the days drag on
The anesthetics now wearing off
Adjust the light switch in the hall
This is the end
These are the last days
These are the last days

Now take our hands in a roll of red tape
Genetic information strands are tighter than trip wires
And we awake in the light of other lives
This can't be happening, these sirens are for me, yeah

So what happened to the hospital
To cut the cost of collected health?
Dying in the shadow of the hospital
We got the city in our blood and it's making us sick
But you stay alive until their blood fills up your wallet
Blazing up the sky

These are the last days
These are the last days
Where we all wake
Where we all wake

The I.V. drips, the days drag on
The anesthetics now wearing off
Adjust the light switch in the hall
Someone has left it on
And maybe the x-ray screen keeps it from getting dark
The bulb burns out when it gets too hot
Are we just a blink in the eyes of a pulse machine?
It's lightning divorcing the storm
Try to shut it off, codeine catch, the windows latched and
The clock keeps circling the room tick, tock

We lost control
(White out white out)
In white outs followed magnetic fields to the fire
(White out white out)
Out of control
We fight currents in the water, we can't let go to shore
We lost control