Make a joke out of irony and a fool out of god
A flower out of entropy and a tool out of law
Cause we don't know what to do
And we won't know this tongue or groove
Color drains from the moon to pockets of black holes
Fists full of mercy won't explain this prose
How lame how lame do we have to be to fall
But how strange it was to have been anything at all
Face facts
We can't all be friends
We know
That up until the end
The hue will carry us over
Through the winds of red
Released in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2021