If you're like me, then you know me
oh, you know me, yeah, you know me.
[x2]
Paid rent 4 weeks delayed.
Fucked up in a 3-point turn
can't give two shits these days.
Packed one more bag, no return
Love that song the deejays hate.
Fell asleep at the crack of dawn
found the world in an awful state.
No one, no one to depend upon.
Fell asleep in the 5-1-0.
Woke up in the 8-1-8.
Nyquil at SFO, caffeine, caffeine at JFK.
If I'm the sum of all my friends,
then all my friends are some of me
and if you're some way just like them
then I am you to some degree.
If you're like me, then you know me
oh, you know me, yeah, you know me.
[x2]
Life kills rebels, death gets the rest
so don't deny me your company
let's just drive fast, let's drive west.
Woke up in a bucket seat.
Moved back in with the folks.
Hung up after the beep. OD, OD'ed on Diet Cokes
Hit mute on the president.
Stayed home dressed to the nines
machine stole my 25 cent.
Just can't, can't sing inside the lines
Sleepless in the 5-0-9.
Touched down in plus 4-4
Breakfast Sunset and Vine.
Supper off Place de la Concorde.
If I'm the sum of all my friends,
then all my friends are some of me
and if you're some way just like them
then I am you to some degree.
If you're like me, then you know me
oh, you know me, yeah, you know me.
[x2]
We've come, come to chameleon
In your pubs/clubs
Now we don't want no trouble
So don't nick nick my derby from my wig
Just want to blend in
And if you want to fight us then
We're gonna run run run all ten blocks
We're gonna run run run to the tube stop
Just trying to pull pull girls talking on their cells
Saying "boys/cowboys keep your gene pool to yourself"
Gonna run run run all ten blocks
We're gonna run run run to the tube stop
They wanna know
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
They wanna know, ho
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
We gotta go go
Now everyone say hey
And say it like you mean it
Cause it doesn't mean a thing
So it's easier to scream it
Say hey, say hey
Now say Oakland is never more Oakland
Than when you're lost in London
Say get get get our order up
We gotta get get grease to sober up
So everyone say hey
And say it like you mean it
Cause it doesn't mean a thing
So it's easier to scream it
Say hey, say hey
Say hey, say hey
Now say get get get our order up
We gotta get get grease to sober up
They wanna know
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
They wanna know, ho
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
We gotta go go
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
They wanna know, ho
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
Who let the Yankees in the chip shop?
You and your wicked walk
just you and your wicked walk
and me
Dear pointy boots
come steal my legs
get get me forward doorward
gas station shades
conceal my face
let let me slide out hide out
'cause later lady under half a moon I want to walk to
you, I want to flock to you
and a little later under half a moon I want to doctor
you, I need a doctor too 'cause
I've got an itty bitty phobia, was hoping you could set
me straight, medicate, meditate, anything
help
oh, girl,
you know you're no help
your wicked walk
sparking the midnight streets
your wicked walk
just you and your wicked walk
and me
you're breaking necks
all through the station
ladadadadadeedum
my every hair
stands in ovation
ladadadadadeedum
'cause later lady under half a moon I want to prowl
with you, I want to prowl with you
and later lady under half a moon I want howl with you,
I want to howl at you, 'cause
I got an itty bitty phobia, was hoping you could set me
straight, medicate, meditate, anything
help
oh girl,
you know you're no help
You and your wicked walk
coming round the curve
you and your wicked curves
coming round the walk
there ain't nothing square about you, no nothing square
Clouds crash on the hillside
Set to sail your soul at high tide
High time you left that shadow
Dead weight in the meadow
Let it follow far below
Oh, Oh, Oh
Whoa, what a ceiling
All the angels cracked and peeling
Revealing constellations
One day you will name one
After a boy you knew when
You were back in middle school and
Engraved his name in love notes
Everyone retained though
In a box behind your raincoats
Oh, those days when rainy days meant
Trace the spaces raindrops made when
Racing 'cross the windshield
The pace of life wasn't real
Oh, though how it quickened
How the slope began to slicken
You slip into a grin then
Begin with where you've been and
In my linen you are skin again
La da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Oh, oh, clouds crash on the hillside
Set to sail your soul at high tide
High time you left that shadow
Dead weight in the meadow
Of a face full of words you'd think a few would be right (right)
and with a few tips of courage you'd think my lips less tight (right)
shattered passenger window beside itself on the floor
they can take my stereo, but you can't take me for a kid anymore
I'm going back to your house,
back from the dead
why can't I forget what Katie said?
you've got standards, girl,
what the hell are you doing with me?
STD pay phone hanging off my face
your roomie's got me on hold,
damn, why am I such a disgrace?
with a fist full of change and absolutely no sense
what little I've learned about love is at my pride's expense
I'm going back to your house,
back from the dead
why can't I forget what Katie said?
you've got standards, girl,
what the hell are you doing with me?
I'm going back to your house,
back from the dead
why can't I forget what Katie said?
you've got standards, girl,
what the hell are you doing with me?
You always know the latest place to be
with your waved-at friends and your waved-at fees
your neon eyes blinking vacancy, baby, baby
you've always been the latest thing to be
with your guest list girls and their listless pleas
hear hear, three cheers for your apathy
I'm going back to your house,
back from the dead
why can't I forget what Katie said?
you've got standards, girl,
what the hell are you doing with me?
I'm going back to your house,
back from the dead
maybe I'll forget what Katie said?
you've got standards, girl,
what the hell are you doing with me?
Yeah, what the hell are you doing with me?
Time is now
Up up up up up
When we are loud, we are one
When we are loud, we are one
When we are one, we are more
We are more, we are more, we are...
We are one.
Time is now
Up up up up up
When we are loud, we are one
When we are one, we are more
We are more, we are more, we are...
We are one
If we're not the change we want to see
If we're not the change, the change, the change
Who will be?
When we are loud, we are one (if we're not the change)
When we are one, we are more, we are more (we want to
see)
When we are loud, we are one (we are the change)
When we are one, we are more, we are more, we are more
We are...
We are one.
When we are loud, we are one
When we are one, we are more
We are more, we are more, we are more, we are...
We are one
We are more, we are more, we are more, we are...
We are one
Every dawn gets its day like
Every frown gets her way like
Every step to the daylight keeps you stumbling on
Every backward blackbird
Standing out through the rafters
So sure he can meet her
Thinks he bears a tone
So wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
Wait for, wait for the first train
Man dragging a sheep skin
Preaching reeking of weekend
To the siren speaking tongues of kingdom come
Every dawn gets its day like
Every gal gets her way like
Every step that I lay down brings me where I'm from
To lay down, lay down, to lay my cross
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
Wait for, wait for the first train
Oh oh, ohhh
Oh oh, ohhh that train
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
Wait for, wait for the first train
Who hired the walls of the station
To arrest my imagination
Profit from my place under the callous thumb
Every dawn gets its day like
Man, they blindly parade like
Every step that we weigh down plays out like a drum
To wake up, shake up, to wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
Wake up, wake up, wake the sun
Wake up, wake up, hanging like a chain
wake up and waste a day
chase away
a day at a time
and waste away
clean-faced today
clean taste today
toothpaste makes my
orange juice sour
waste an hour
or so
my shower
is slow
the flowers
that grow
outside of my window
are blooming
I'm assuming
that you're comin' over soon
it's almost half past four
and you called here at noon
'cause there's a picture
that you wanna see
now I'm not even good at
being me
anymore.
She got nicotine-basted
lungs
wasted thumbs
and one of them asphalt
tastin' tongues
she wakes up
to alarm
her make-up
is still on
and she can't remember
why she set the damn thing
her heart is a machine
art is meant to be seen
not felt
not heard
it's just paint
they're just words
and fingers are for feeling
fists are for beating
scabs are for healing
and blood is for bleeding
that's just how
I used to be
but I'm not even good at
being me
anymore.
I wake up and waste an hour
pace and glower
at the TV set wasting power
and aching in my head
I'm banking in the red
and compulsively charging cd's to my account
So come out
Jenny
It's getting late
You Jersey girls like to make boys wait
now it's too late
in the day
for a matinee
and I ain't got the
money to pay
for you anyway
what should I say?
I know it ain't how it
used to be
but I'm not good
at being me
anymore.
[Note: in first release of "E. Von Dahl Killed The Locals"
instead of
"Jenny
It's getting late
You Jersey girls like to make boys wait"
it's
"Virginia
Don't make me wait
Maybe a saint is just a dead prick with a good publicist
Maybe tomorrows statues are insecure without their foes
Go ask the frog what the scorpion knows
While you build your mountain, but to build a mountain
I thought you all know, you gotta dig a hole
Thought everybody knows, we're digging holes
In solemn marble roads
And maybe ethanol is methadone for oil addiction
Maybe we'll all go green in desert shades of camouflage
Go ask the bloodhounds did they find the mirage
While you build your mountain, but to build a mountain
I thought we all know, you gotta dig a hole
Thought everybody knows, we're digging holes
By the grassy knoll
Maybe the wolf is not the Devil he just plays him on T.V.
Maybe a Cuban Bay stay leaves you less than overjoyed
Ask the fox about progress he'll list what's been
destroyed
While you build your mountain, but to build a mountain
I thought you all know, you gotta dig a hole
Thought everybody knows, that we're digging holes
Just saying that's how it goes
You think everybody knows, we're stockpiling souls
We hide
As their sidewalks crawl diseased
The ever-shopping hopping fleas
Their engines hum the suns reprise
We rise
To skies punctured with stars
She steers us through her Dogpatch bars
A barback nods, he's one of ours
As they sleep
Their city is awake and wide
Their city is awake and wide
We're aching inside, aching
Mistakes are waiting
Take me for a ride
My blood finally thick enough to drive
Marianne, last touch: 5:45
The highway's already alive
With the khakis teeming with caffeine
To coax the cursor 'cross the screen
The nervous tic-talking machine
All the lights go green
For me, Lord Legless, and my Sacred Rose tat queen
Ah - my Marianne
Tell your old man
We're nothing
Ah - my Marianne
Tell your old man we're nothing serious
From Lower Haight
To Sea Cliff Estates
Sped past their finest
Yet gave no chase
Brought our feast (their city)
Of Mission grease (their city)
To freeze our tits off (their city's awake)
On Baker Beach (their city's awake)
We rolled back to Polk (you rolled a smoke) (their
city)
You killed the beams (and then I spoke) (their city)
Marianne I'm half his age (their city)
And half the man
Tell your old man (their city)
We were steamin' at the seams
and the scene seemed like in dreams
Pressed close behind the tinted glass
as the cop's headlights scrolled past
"I can't see a thing,"
Kelly said blushing
as she spelled our names on the window
of her sister's Monte Carlo
And this is the soundtrack
playing in back
of our restless lives
And though they make no sense
these are the moments
we'll remember for
the rest of our restless lives
Lyin' behind Venetian blinds
in the depth of summertime
hiding from the asshole sun
copying Jon's record collection
Bedroom reeked of death
sweaty sheets and Sunday breath
with ambition for ammunition
and the pulse of a machine gun
You see the movies that you wanna see
right?
And you know what you wanna be
right?
So choose between A, B, or C
It's free will
but it's still
a recipe
So what about the rest of us?
What about the restless?
Conversations with my bathroom mirror
are never the same
as when you're standing here
I'm chickenshit out on a brave frontier,
that teenage wasteland
so begins the Jack Slap Cheer
Your mom ain't home
she's out stripping for your education
Your dad's out marching for the NRA
I'm so damn bored
I'm crawling out of my skin
The devil's got more room to play
This town gets so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
when you're not scoring
(na na na na na na na na na)
It gets so boring and you live right up the street
16 summers, let's make one complete
We're all Jack Slaps here
Jack Slaps, with Jack Slap fears
All lost on the same frontier
so face the facts and sing the Cheer
1,2,3,4
Your dad stepped out
He's .09 and on the highway
*singing along with the Rolling Stones
I can't get no satisfaction
damn, ain't that true*
Bring me home, don't send me home
This town gets so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
When you're not scoring
(na na na na na na na na na)
It gets so boring and you live right up the street
16 summers, let's make one complete
This town gets so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
When you're not scoring
(na na na na na na na na na)
This town get so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
When you're not scoring
(na na na na na na na na na)
This town gets so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
(Were all jack slaps here)
When you're not scoring
(na na na na na na na na na)
(Jack slaps with jack slap fear)
This town gets so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
(Were lost on the same frountier)
When you're not scoring
Face the facts, Same Sphere
This town gets so boring
(na na na na na na na na na)
When you're not scoring
(na na na na na na na na na)
It gets so boring and you live right up the street
Do me a favor, would you please
hang up the receiver on me
before I, before I talk my vocabulary dry.
[Chorus:]
Cold colas to coexist
hold sodas in both her fists
I...I'd hoped for a different you.
there's comfort in the clamor of cafés
solace from the abyss of days
I...I'd hoped for a different you.
still I trace your gaze
but that's stalker praise, and I lack the turn of phrase
Do me a favor, would you, my Doe
Don't come over later, don't spend two days in a row
I know my pre-calculated charm will soon run low.
[Chorus]
Every morning through Ma's twin rose trellises
grammar, middle, and Lake High
barber college, through Ma's twin rose trellises
I'd planned to pick for you a rose; my hell, this is
a plan's as close as I'll ever get; my hell, this is
I haven't yet, I haven't yet, I haven't yet...
[Chorus]
Do me a favor, be rational
save me the labor of the breakup call
just assume the worst
I swear that you believed me
when I told you that I was Superman
With you I can even fool myself
We've been friends since we were 12,
now I'll be 17 on the 24th
You've posed for 5 years on my shelf
I counted seasons 'til the fall
when I would steal your heart
You left the scene before my crime
I think about you
when I'm sick and tired of stupid girls
I think about you all the time
I am Superman with you
Oh, c'mon, you know you're my hero, too
Oh, it might sound like a lie
But I know and you know
that Superman can fly
Stared through the menu on the wall
we've read too many times
Lit a match to watch it burn
You keep me waiting longer every day
but still I'm here
The more you live, the less I learn
Went to Marine world,
tried to find the words to say to you
But I couldn't find the place to start
I love you, I hate you
All I know is that I don't know nothing
And nothing's gonna break my heart -
break down to a thousand pieces
One more second with these words unsaid
they'll catch fire in my head
and I might look like a fool here,
and sure, you might pretend I'm making this up,
Trade your demise for mine
A tissue for a cigarette
I'll miss you when you're gone
I'll mourn you still
I'll kill you yet
My eyes are dry
My eyes are dry
But on the inside, I'm all wet
I'm de de decomposing
I'm de de decomposing
Below my clothes
I'm starting to decompose
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out
Through my nose
Grandma sleeps on a bed of ice
Why does Grandma sleep with open eyes?
No one knows we've been crying
We're living in the ocean's brine
Our world's all wet
Our world's all wet
But on the inside, something's dried
I'm de de decomposing
I'm de de decomposing
Below my clothes
I'm starting to decompose
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out
Through my nose
I picked a bad day for the beach
Crowds of scarcely clad sides of meat
In spite of sunburn, I had a head cold
I blew my brains out through my nose
I blow my brains out
Through my nose
Oh, oh
I'm de de decomposing
I'm de de decomposing
Below my clothes
I'm starting to decompose
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out
Through my nose
Oh, oh
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out
(Blow my brains)
I blow my brains out
(Blow my brains)
Through my nose
Mark said he could hold his own head up
and share his mind
with the peeling paint on the bedroom wall.
One step ahead of the pack of Marlboro.
Still, I don't believe he would take that fall.
Those things will put you back
some paychecks,
set you back about a year or two.
There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,
all that we do.
And the ground downtown is a countdown,
no air anywhere in the area.
Suck back these take-home packs of euthanasia.
Youth in America...
There's a sick little suicide
in all that we do.
There's a sick little suicide
in all that we do...
you decide,
which one's for you!?
Mark my words, oh, just a little more,
Sarah said,
and subtly subsistence is suicide.
Exercise and malnutrition
keep curves tight,
'cause all that matters is what's outside.
So says every magazine cover
which gallantly assaults
our own women and children,
but it's not my fault,
It's never my fault.
We dare bury our three-square fare
in a twenty-first century artery,
And feed beyond our need
so pardon me,
Echo...
Come, come skinny
Come, come
Come bring a trend
And come nearly naked
Come hungry
Come shaking
Come faking
A perfect grin
Now that's a face
A face fit for breeding
Keep waste fit
No feeding
The Lens won't
Always be watching
So shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
I'm going out of style
ohhh shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
I'm going out of style
Come, come,
fit in
come, come,
Now I fit in
Yeah, I fit in the right size
Standard like white guys
And French fries
I bat these eyes
I bat them black
nose bleeds like a hangnail
desperate like a bake sale
going stale, I am going stale
So shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
I'm going out of style
ohhh shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
While I'm still in style
What can you compromise besides everything?
for fleeting form worth remembering
So skinny
So pretty
So hard to be
Just shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot me
So shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
Oh shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
Oh shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
I'm going out of style
(come come skinny come)
I'm going out of style
(come come skinny come come come skinny)
shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me in the smile
(shoot shoot me while im still)
I'm going out of style
Work with me baby
just gimme a smile smile
Come, come skinny
Come, come
Come skinny
Come, come
Skinny
She's got a lot of issues
Like a good magazine
The kind you'd find under my bed
If you know what I mean
'Cause Mother would trip if she saw
the way that girl wears her clothes
to the L3 shows
I got my fingers crossed
She'll say "18"
Lie through lip-gloss
and say "18"
Tonight
Tonight you're the girl with the big date
And I've become the guy that I used to hate
She's never turned down
And she's never down twice
"Getting lucky" for her ain't luck
It's just naming a price
'cause Father, he bounced her around
And I got the rebound
Jacque, are you all right?
Does your face burn?
And do the black lights make your guts turn?
Jacque, are you all right?
Do your ears burn?
And do the black lights make your guts turn
Inside out? outside in
between
Between the dust and the stars
Do you belong to a song?
Does it drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs?
Are you drunk?
Have you been drinking?
Do you below the overpass go with a fifth in your fist
reminiscing the kiss of a love that just didn't love as much as you did?
Please don't give up, dear walls
don't let the ceiling fall
when you belong to a song, salty eyes,
You belong.
Shrill notes begin, the grim violin
then from the silence a violence of sirens orchestrate the score
to which one more corpse is left quiet
How we become the hollows of drums
the rests between notes, the hollers that never reach throats
"friends" in quotes, they're not calling
Please don't give up, dear you
I'm but the sliver moon sliding through
when you belong to a song, salty eyes,
You belong.
Do please believe, however naive
let it drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs
and belong, salty eyes
When you belong to a song, salty eyes,
All the people 'neath your feet
That you'll never speak to
You'll never meet
All of their windows on the glow
All of the dark age will go
Same as the dark when eyelids close
When you find a house on Proctor Rd.
It's walls of your skin, tissue thin
This is your Captain speaking:
"Welcome to the place
Seats back, return
To your all-importance of great concern
From your womb slash tomb
Slash seating coach
Feel the dead weight of a shadow approach
Eternity, eternity, it's the pay check away
So chase your tail, chase that tale
The American tale, apathy, complacency
In our every, cheers for thee, no, oh well
We know, we know that we are more than this
More than we know, there's a reason we exist
We know, we know
We know, we won't be this easily dismissed
Commute work, commute sleep
We got cars at home to feed
Left my hair, left my hair strands on my self in the sink
Nothing to say, nothing to say
'Cause that's all, all they want to hear
We know, we know that we are more than this
More than we know, there's a reason we exist
We know, we know
We know, we won't be this easily dismissed
So point me toward the morning
Can you point me toward the morning?
Someone point me to toward the morning
No more, is it a sure thing?
So point me toward the morning
Can you point me toward the morning?
Someone point me to toward the
Apartment complex reeks
Of old take out Chinese
At night the ventilation speaks
Rush in and care to kneel
We know, we know that we are more than this
More than we know, there's a reason we exist
We know, we know
We know, we won't be this easily dismissed
We know, we know that we are more than this
More than we know, there's a reason we exist
We know, we know
We know, we won't be this easily dismissed
Day out, day in
It's the alarm versus me
and the snooze button wins.
I've been waking all my life
to become what I'm going to be.
I'm a crone, la da da da da da
A headstone
Day out, day in
and begin again
Day out, day in
recycle bins
cash out, cash in
debit pins
day out, day in
the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
Cash out, cash in
I can burn all I earn
on some weakness or whim
without thinking
I'm a mark for their marketing plans
I'm Americancer
A Myspace romancer
Cash out, cash in
and begin again
Day out, day in
recycle bins
Cash out, cash in
debit pins
Day out, day in
the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
Day out, day in
Vitamins
give out, give in
Vicodins
Day out, day in
the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
skin again
skin again
All ye, all ye, come home free
Olly Olly oxen free
Day in, day out
I call time out
All ye, all ye, come home free
Olly Olly oxen free
Day in, day out
I call time out
I call time out
Give out, give in
If a man's hands show his trade does it suit me then
This papercut skin that makes me wince with each hand
I'm required to
shake, shake, shake, shake
Day out, day in
recycle bins
cash out, cash in
debit pins
Day out, day in
the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
Day out, day in
Vitamins
give out, give in
Vicodins
Day out, day in
the paper cuts my skin again
skin again
skin again
skin again
I call time out
I'm older than I've ever been
I'm older than I've ever been
but I'm younger than I'll ever be again
either I been missing something
or there's nothing going on
so much nothing going on
what the hell is going on?
either I been missing something
or nothing's been going on
so much nothing going on
I'm more broke than I've ever been
yeah, I'm more broke than I've ever been
but my purse is fatter than she'll ever be again
either all has been for no reason
or they're all putting me on
are you all putting me on?
what the hell is going on?
either all has been for no reason
or you're all putting me on
either someone shot the Duke
or I'm talking scrambled eggs
either I been let down easy
or these shoes done stole my legs
I'm wiser than I've ever been
I'm wiser than I've ever been
but more full of it
full of it
more full of shit than I'll ever be again
either I been lying less often
or I'm getting skilled at being wrong
yeah, I'm getting good at being wrong
what the hell is going on?
either I been lying less often
or I'm getting skilled at being wrong
and they're all putting me on
and there's nothing going on
what the hell is going on?
either I been missing something
Needs and wants
do you even know the difference?
would it make a drop of difference
even if you did?
Needs and wants
do you even know the difference?
would it make you so indifferent
even if I did?
Needs and wants
sort it out
please just once
know what counts
everything comes down to
our needs and wants
Needs and wants
do you even know the difference?
would it make a lick of difference
even if I did?
She said said said to me
you beh' beh 'beh 'believe
oh please
don't talk bout talking please
just talk talk talk to me
please just once
Wrap you up in a coat of cobwebs,
tactile little heart of tacks,
the more you lick, the more I chap,
You've a head like a postcard rack.
So try this trick and spin it,
spin again, my Surfer Rosa,
all the while the world is whirling,
the morning tilts closer,
Your eyelids keep secrets,
Your eyelids keep secrets,
My soft and deep,
while you sleep,
no, no, secrets.
Blowing bubbles with nicotine gum,
kiss me below the seatbelt light,
on the roof with a toothpick flag.
Take your broken wings and learn to sigh.
In the half-life of balloons,
we will measure how our hair's grown,
we lie curled like question marks,
drifting off on pheromones.
Your eyelids keep secrets,
Your eyelids keep secrets,
My soft and deep,
I creep, creep with the grace of an ice cream truck,
ever I'll watch you sleep,
beneath the blanket of dust I'll tuck you in,
my soft and deep,
no, no, secrets.
So try this trick and spin it,
spin again, my Surfer Rosa,
all the while the world is whirling,
the morning tilts yet closer,
my soft and deep.
my soft and deep.
my soft and deep.
I creep, I creep with the grace of an ice cream truck. (my soft)
ever I'll watch you sleep,
beneath the blanket of dust I'll tuck you in,
my soft and deep,
no, no, secrets.
By first snow
by first snow my Doe ought to have a ring
Lord, I, I've been saving
but Hope is on a rope, Hope's on a frayed rope
and I can count her ribs
from our kitchenette window
I'm scared and unprepared
she's starting to show
I know
my Doe's a little bit psycho
but she look alright with the lights low
and my Doe wear her head inside out
but my Doe know that I don't mind though
when we found Hope
when we brought home Hope
last of the litter down the way
cloudy eyes cataract grey
we never said but both knew
adopting her meant more than any ceremony
your mama's waiting for
I'm scared and unprepared
she's starting to show
I know ...
my Doe, my dear, my female
Out in the streets at all hours of the night
Softly bathed in flickering dashboard lights
Hey! Theres no painless
way to say
that I pass on the piece of pie
that you planned as mine
I'm starving too, but I'm hungry for life
Not that life,
But my life,
It's my time
My POS car with the radio playin'
The graveyard jockey is on the air sayin'
"Here's a new hot band outta Oakland..."
And it's the sound
Of my way out
We make noise
What else could we choose?
We're gonna be more than local boys
And shake! shake! shake!
The dust off these shoes
I used to watch this kid
turning wrenches next door
He grew up
Engines strewn across the oil stained floor
I got a car
The next year
I knew better but let it fall
into disrepair
I gotta get away, gotta get away,
Gotta get away from here
But four wheels
aren't going to get me there
Summer time blues
on the front porch swinger
The jock says that
The Rage got a new singer
The first note
rips through the speaker
And it's the sound
of my way out
Yeah!
We make noise
What else could we choose?
We're gonna be more than local boys
And shake! shake! shake!
The dust off these shoes
We make noise
What else could we choose?
We're gonna be more than local boys
And shake! shake! shake!
The dust off these shoes...
The dust off these shoes...
We're the wolves
Prowlin' the shadows of these worn down streets
A rabid dose of ambition drives us to the books
To the highways -
To the low-way -
To the air waves -
We're all just trying get a better look
At what's beyond the tall grass
That grows around this town
I gotta see the world for myself
And I only know one way to get out
Pick up my ticket to anywhere but here
It's got six strings and a soul
I gotta get away, Gotta get away
Gotta get away from here
Turn it up, and rock right out of this whole
We make noise
What else could we choose?
We're gonna be more than local boys
And shake! shake! shake!
The dust off these shoes
We make noise
What else could we choose?
We're gonna be more than local boys
And shake! shake! shake!
The dust off these shoes
Shake! Shake! Shake!
Shake! Shake! Shake!
Shake! Shake! Shake!
little maggots, maggots whose parents, parents fed me full
grown and living, inhabiting comfortably my skull
dust to dust and justice is, is for us all and all's for null
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
waving in the distance, waving (ha ha ha)
waving in the minutes, waning (ha ha ha)
waiting for this to make sense, waiting
stop waving back, I'm drowning
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you, you
little maggots, maggots whose parents, parents fed me full
grown and living, inhabiting comfortably my skull
dust to dust and justice is, is for us all and all's for...
nothing, fucking zero
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
may your organs fail before your dreams fail you
waving in the distance, waving (hey, I'm drowning)
waving in the minutes, waning (hey, I'm drowning)
waiting for this to make sense, waiting
My home won't long stay in your driveway
my home's a-honking for to carry me away
so I turn your lips astray
I turn your lips astray
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
Since all my candles fit on one cake
took from my folks all the advantage I could take
repaid them with a wave
repaid them with a wave
and I made like yesterday
like yesterday
See, I'm borrowed from much greater men, sir
but the backslash youth don't give two damns though,
for my lender
so I bow upon their stage
said, I bow upon your stage
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
I give you all a wave
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
This could be for good
This could be for good
What if this is good?
Is this for good?
good
Our Shell refinery by midnight
rivaled in beauty only by the stars' own light
so I drop my eyes away
said, we drop our eyes away
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
I serve one purpose on this dying earth
to keep her turning by my wheels upon her dirt
for your sake, I cannot stay
for our sake, I cannot stay
must make like yesterday
like yesterday
I give you all a wave
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
My home won't long stay in your driveway
my home's still honking for to carry me away
so I turn your lips astray
said, I turn your lips astray
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
I give you all a wave
and I make like yesterday
like yesterday
three, four
like yesterday
I said like yesterday
like yesterday
and I make like yesterday
day after yesterday, say
day after yesterday
just like yesterday
like yesterday
I give you all a wave
and I make like yesterday
You may, you may wake
Lazier than the furniture
Lazier than the furniture
Lazier than the furniture, Lazier than the furniture
You may, you may wake
You may, you may wake
You may, you may wake
To a change of heart, with the same old ache
(it's the same old ache)
Lazier than the furniture
Lazier than the furniture
Lazier than the furniture, Lazier than the furniture
You may, you may wake
as E. Von Dahl in a twist of fate
To your candles and cake as the dusk breaks
Lazier than the furniture, Lazier than the furniture
You may, you may wake
Lazier than the furniture
You may, you may wake
Lazier than the furniture
You may, you may wake
Lazier than the furniture
I just showed up here
I can't be to blame
I can only be to blame
if I stay the same
if I stay the same
and all the girls say
it's my day
it's my day
Whose day?
My brain cannot contain itself
it's yelling through my spine
I'm overjoyed
heretofore I was insecure
being so high
so height I would avoid
oh boy, oh boy
But it's my day
it's my first day
on the earth
stay like today
like my birthday
like my sure thing
it's my day
and all the girls say
it's my day
it's my day
I went to church with my gramma
Ma'am, I do not believe, but I rejoice!
an' maybe my void and your lord are the same
so save a seat for your boy
'cause it's my day
it's my first day
on the earth
stay like today
like my birthday
like my sure thing
it's my day
and all the angels say
it's my day
it's my day
Smarter man than I
said sha nananannana
happier woman said
hallelujah
I just showed up here
I can't be to blame
I can only be to blame
if I stay the same
if I stay the same
it's my day
If this is perfect as it's gonna get
you bet you better bet it's for the best
no one gets us like we get us
we’re such a mess
yeaaaah
we make it rough
then we make it right
turn it around
this mess is ours
can't put it down
if nothin else
hell we are good we are good at this
at least
if nothin else
if nothin else
turn it around
this mess is love
can't put it down
if nothin else
when nothin sells
hows it lasting
thanks for asking
very well
If nothing else
we don't need help
their petty talk and
pity looks
can stuff 'emselves
If nothing else
there's nothing more
to the world than
here behind the doggy door
our wolf can come and go
we'll come and then some more
if nothing else
we’re good at this and
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you
Ohhh, If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
Always, thinking.
Don't you feel nostalgic for our future?
When you'll look back and reminisce
Where you were when you heard me say
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
Always thinking
A little bit of mystery in your posture
A little bit of brash, little bit quiet
Not sure till you heard, you heard, you heard me say
Today, well you heard me say
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
Always thinking
Of me...
After work I look by where you sunk
Six stops past my block
Until now I never had enough nerve
To talk such big talk.
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you
Ohhhhhhhhh
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
If I were you (if I were you)
If I were you babe, I'd be, I'd be thinking of me
Always thinking
I was born yesterday
and I will die long before tomorrow
staying put, there's nothing to it
but we make staying in love look so hard though
I I tried so hard
I tried only to find
it's easy, so easy,
love's so easy you would not believe me
I was dead
yesterday, long before I met you
just a breath
is all we get
to hold it like just once it won't slip through
Who would believe in love?
who would believe me?
believe in love
I was born yesterday
believe me, it's easy
oh, now, do you believe me?
You won't believe
would you believe?
The first had scars in her eyebrows
just like yours
Woke the neighbors with another
I hope you heard
One more on all fours, forehead to floor
like yours once was
and I hope you heard
One with breath all menthol
just like yours
Tangled in taxis with another
I hope you heard
The sun's exposed my clothes scattered across more
bedroom floors than just yours
And I hope you heard
And ah-ah-ah-ah-I-I
I hope it gets
back to you
back to back to you
oh-oh-oh
back at you
Ah-ha-ha I hope it gets back to you
it gets you, it gets to you
My gun show hoodie is history
it's just like yours
Goodwill's got your mixtapes
I hope you heard
Kept the ticket stubs in the bottom drawer
mine and yours
I don't care
And I hope you heard
Love moves like a car crash
Love soothes like a whiplash
… toast to lost romance
So hoist high that empty glass
Here's to love
Here's to love
Here's to love
Count in the new year
You better not pout,
You better not cry.
Open your mouth,
You better not die.
It’s a happy new year.
They’re making a list,
And checking it twice.
Are you on that list?
No, not tonight.
It’s a happy new year.
Oh. Yeah.
Holy shit.
Holy fuck.
Holy shit.
Little tin horns,
And little toy drums.
March right in,
Gonna blow it up.
It’s a happy new year.
Now one’s awake,
No one’s asleep.
I like you awake,
I just like you to be
It’s a happy new year.
Oh. Yeah.
Holy shit.
Holy fuck.
Holy shit.
[x2]
Aaaah, aaaah,
Count in the new year.
Aaaah, aaaah,
Don’t count on the new year. (New year)
H A P P Y
New Year.
[x6]
Don’t count on the new year.
Wake up, I got another day to get,
Through now, I got another man to see
Gotta call him on the telephone ay-oh
Gotta find a piece of paper
Sit down, I got another letter to write,
Think hard, I gotta write a letter just right
Someone ringin’ on the telephone ay-oh
Gotta write another letter
No such thing as tomorrow
All we want
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Tickin’ in my head, tickin’ in my head, tickin’ in my
head
If I, told you what I’m doing today
Would you, shut up and get out of my way
Someone asked me what the time is, I don’t know
All I know is I gotta go now
No time, time to get a watch repaired
No time, never got a thing to wear
Someone ringin’ on the telephone ay-oh
got a ringin’ in my head now
No such thing as tomorrow
All we want
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Tickin’ in my head, tickin’ in my head, tickin’ in my
head
No such thing as tomorrow
All we want
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Time, got the time tick tick tickin’ in my head
Tickin’ in my head, tickin’ in my head
I'm just a dog-eared paged you turn back to.
Where's the place for me
When we're both in love with you?
I can't escape these friends
I've made since you've left town.
They throw redundant parties
Where I'm too often found.
And while I sit and watch girls and boys
Trade views of new tatoos,
I wonder if it's too late to call your mom and catch up on some news.
She says you'll be home soon for me
And it'll be just like you were never gone.
I'll try to just some guy you're getting on.
But basically we're both in love with you.
I'm just a dog-eared paged you turn back to.
Where's the place for me
When we're both in love with you?
I've got these "friends" in quotes And girls* w/ asterisks.
I watch the time wither
and fall from my wrists.
Out on the porch Van Morrison
is bleeding through the walls.
I don't think your room mate
has been
writing down my calls.
She says you'll be home soon for me
You said the distance
would make a difference,
but it didn't.
And it'll be just like you were never gone.
I'll try to just some guy you're getting on.
But basically we're both in love with you.
I'm just a dog-eared paged you turn back to.
Where's the place for me
When we're both in love with you?
Yeah where's the place for me
Can you believe our parents once were young?
Before we all had to wear oxygen, yeah
I bet their lungs were full of toxins then
But what did they really know?
(What do do do you know?)
She said, "I'll fall asleep 'fore I fall in love
(What do do do you know?)
Your stories bore me, boy let's make something up."
(Right now, yeah!)
She pressed inside my shirt then gave me a shove
Said, "What do you really know?"
(What do do do you know?)
You're all that I know
All that I know
All these stories, man they bore me
But they're all I know
Yeah, they're all I know, ohh
Will you like me? Oh oh oh
Will you like me?
She said, "I won't breathe to see retirement
(What do do do you know?)
And I don't believe in no environment."
(That's history!)
She cracked a smile, I just admired it
"What's next?", I asked...she just laughed
(What do do do you know?)
Ha, I get a laugh, I get a laugh
But I'm not joking, you think I'm joking?
But I get a laugh, always a laugh
Will you like me? Oh oh oh
Will you like me?
Leave the present tense
Face the future tense
Oh oh, will you like me?
I said, "Tomorrow's your wrapped box to give.
(What do do do you know?)
The present is a just torn open gift."
(What choice is that?)
She said, "Why don't you go elope with
The sound of your own voice?"
(What do do do you know?)
The sound of my voice, the sound of my voice
Leaves me silence, I don't like it
The sound of my voice, the sound of my voice
Oh, oh, will you like me?
(What do do do you know?)
Oh, will you just like me?
Digits dial digits, dial tone monotone
Has she been feigning sleeping?
Framing she been all alone?
Downslide on the sidewalk,
I'm a distant ring
Out of body, out of body,
Pick me up, oh answer me
I just hurried over
Worried sick you might be sick
Gates are courting airplanes,
and clocks divorcing ticks
Before I left, thought I'd see you
At the show, you didn't show
Didn't message, didn't call
You didn't know, oh didn't you know?
I'm a liar too
Uh huh, that's why I think I understand you
Someone from your building holds for me a door
I'm in your lobby, your elevator
I'm on your floor, the second floor
I can hear you now
With my ear pressed to the paint
You're playing that cassette tape
That you took from me to take to Iowa
And that was near three years ago
Now I'm back up in that moment
Playing that yardsale Casio
I sang to you from a red room
(Together we'll grey, grey, grey)
Does he sing to you as well?
Much better, most would say
I hear him laughing
But I prefer this to the silence
When your lips are sealed against his
Or he fills your thighs with kisses
Or just for instance
He's clawing your fat,
Pushing your breaths into the mattress
You'll love a good many men, mmhmm
And loving me ain't gonna stop all of them
Like Adam we are flawed
In the image of our gods
Of our fathers, who never bothered
To consider they were not the only ones
(Faith, ohhh...)
Faith oh faith, is a way to believe lies we need
Then to be faithful is to be truthless
But that's more than I need to say
Oh just don't run off and get married
And I'll surely be okay
'Cause I love you
May love a good many you's
I've got to go now and pack my suitcase
Glad that you're okay,
And I love you, happy birthday,
If you ever go down to Huntington,
there is a girl there that is named Eryn.
She's got ADD, but isn't bored with me.
At least not yet, she said.
With a 'zine in between
her bohemian jeans,
half sober.
She's a dog in heat
and proud of that cliché. ok-ok, ok, ok
She's a can of mixed nuts
with a damn nice butt.
It's over.
But more and more,
she tries to make me stay, ok-ok, ok, ok
Eryn Smith, I don't want you to hate me.
You should know you educate me.
You should know you make me want to say,
You're bitchin'
And I just want you to hold me,
though I know we'll leave here lonely,
'cause in the end, it's meant to be that way
anyway.
She hacks her hair shorter on the left side
'cause if you called her cute
she'd be horrified.
She says you're gonna eat popcorn in the dark
And pay ten bucks to watch her life one day.
With a 'zine in between
her bohemian jeans,
half sober.
She's a dog in heat
and proud of that cliché. ok-ok, ok, ok
She's a can of mixed nuts
with a damn nice butt.
It's over.
But more and more,
she tries to make me stay, ok-ok, ok, ok
Eryn Smith, I don't want you to hate me.
You should know you educate me.
You should know you make me want to say,
You're bitchin'
And I just want you to hold me,
though I know we'll leave here lonely,
'cause in the end, it's meant to be that way
anyway.
Let's go...
You should know I think so much of you.
You should think I don't think of you much,
But that's not true.
You're the dimple in my cheeks
that I can't spit out.
You're the smile in my eyes
that I can't cry out
The word "subtle" is not a word that goes with
Drive, drive, drive, d-d-drive, drive, drive
Driving fast
to impress
or not
Words just slip
or trip over
over lips
Car drive west
(car drive west)
Sex drive thoughts
sex (drive)
What we know about sex
learned from alcohol
What we know about sex
learned from bathroom walls
We know about love
what little we know about love
what we know 'bout love
what little we know about love
stole from rock and roll
Driving past
spots to slut
or talk
Fingertips slip and
trip over
hems and zips
What we know about sex
learned from alcohol
What we know about sex
learned from bathroom walls
We know about love
what little we know about love
what we know 'bout love
what little we know about love
stole from rock and roll
nervous tic, nervous talk,
a glance, a grope, a giggle, a cough, a breath, a bust, a touch,
a pause a lust a
What we know about sex
learned from alcohol
What we know about sex, yeah
learned from bathroom walls
We know about love
(what we know about, what we know about it)
what little we know about love
(what we know about, what we know about it)
what we know 'bout love
(what we know about, what we know about it)
what little we know about love
D-D-D-Didi, you don't...
D-D-D-Don't know how you lost me.
And after almost two years
Y-Y-You lost me at "hello".
It gets worse and the worst,
It just gets the best of us.
It just gets worse and the worst,
It just gets the best of us.
D-D-D-Didi, this Midwest address has made a mess of us.
P-P-Pack up my bag,
B-B-B-Borrow a couple bucks.
B-B-Borrow's the wrong word,
'C-C-Cause I'm not coming back.
I got a lead on the job
From a cousin in Silverlake.
So don't just stand there and shrug,
Didi, I'm turning the door knob.
It gets worse and the worst,
It just gets the best of us.
It just gets worse and the worst,
It just gets the best of us.
Shit gets and the worst,
It just gets the best of us.
You know it gets worse and the worst,
It just gets the best of us.
D-D-Didi, this Midwest address has made a mess of us.
Oh and I know my doe is a little bit psycho.
She wears her head inside out.
And my doe, she looks alright though
With the lights low
With the lights low
It gets worse and the worst,
(oh and i know my doe is a little bit psycho)
It just gets the best of us.
(she wears her head inside out)
It gets worse and the worst,
(and my doe, she looks alright though)
It just gets the best of us.
Didi, this Midwest address has made a mess of us.
L-L-Los Angeles is less than I longed for.
W-W-When awake in my car
D-D-Didi it's you I miss.
'Cause you're smarter than not.
I'm better than no one.
Didi, forgive me.
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
We'd been on the road
for several weeks, now
and it drove you crazy
Got to get back out of this old town now
where my parents hate me
1, 2, 3 And I am alone
2, 2, 3 by the telephone
3, 2, 3 and my friends ain't home tonight
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
Destination: Nowhere Near
I sit in my room and play
a punk rock song on my folk guitar
Remember when the van broke down
and our shit wouldn't fit in a borrowed car
1, 2, 3 We were just eighteen
2, 2, 3 With a madman dream
3, 2, 3 And now it seems we're still insane
(still down in Oakland playin')
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
Destination: Nowhere Near
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
Destination: Nowhere Near
Black frames to stare out
Mod lang slang to wear out
Scoff at squares in sweaters
Ho, Ho, Ho, we're so much better
Used is the new black
Downloads are the new crack
Mocking carols that we hate
Damn, it's easy being great
So to hell with Holiday romantics
December is for cynics
December is for critics
Let's get high on art supplies and hibernate
December is for cynics
Damn, it's too easy being great
I brought you a bottle of wine full
Of flowers and this vinyl
I know we both made it clear
No stupid presents this year
But snopes.com said if you play
Strawberry fields the wrong way
You can hear Lennon's ghost say
I buried Paul
So to hell with Holiday romantics
December is for cynics
December is for critics
Let's go buy some take out and hibernate
December is for cynics
Damn, it's too easy being great
So to hell with Holiday romantics
December is for cynics
December is for critics
Let's just try to sleep late and hibernate
December is for cynics
Damn, it's too easy being great
So to hell with Holiday romantics
December is for cynics
December is for critics
Let's get by on Nyquil and hibernate
December is for cynics
Come, come
Come your darkness
Come, come
Come your private storm,
Come, come
Your dark floods rising
I'll be here
I'll be here
I'll be here
Come, come
Come your hollows,
Come, come
Come torrential eyes
Come, come
Your dark floods rising
I won't disappear
I won't disappear
I'll be here
Come, come
Come your confines
Come, come
Rain down your waning world,
Come, come
Your dark floods rising
Have no fear
I'll be here
I'll be here
Dark, dark floods rising
Dark, darkness rising
Come, come your darkness
Rain down your darkness
No matter how your demons, they rise to drive me out
No matter, no matter, no matter how your demons
Strive to drive me out, I will not disappear
Look at us and have no fear
Look at me...
We, before there was we
she only she, me merely me
lonely...
Walking, walk, walking away
just to lift a leg to start is the hardest part
I turn and trip on my clumsy heart
I always trip on my clumsy heart
We, before there was we
she only she, me merely me
lonely
lonely only
We, before there was we
she only she, me merely me
lonely
lonely only...in our diaries
We were in two halves,
we didn't quite match
she ground down my corners,
kissed me for the foreigners
spilling their drinks
down the nicest clothes they packed
Walking, walk, walking away
just to lift a leg to start is the hardest part
I turn and trip on my clumsy heart
I always trip on my clumsy heart
on my clumsy heart
She always just inches from me
inches on a map, distance or destiny
will you will, will me away
"goodbye" is no good, time to say who should stay
(I know a dive hiring nights in Japantown)
We, then there was we
calls only calls, cellular fees
we tragically reread entries
We, then there was we
calls only calls, cellular fees
we tragically reread entries in our diaries
We were terminal at the terminal
we shed all our metal,
kissed me for the federales
scanning our bags for contraband and blades
Walking, walk, walking away
Walking is the hardest part
Walking, walk, walking away
just to lift a leg to start
I turn and trip on my clumsy heart
I always trip on my clumsy heart
(Walking, walk) I always trip
(Walking, walk) on my clumsy heart
(walking, walk) I always trip
Chain me free
Lose the key, right now
She was from my home town,
I'd never met her
Ditched her boyfriends
'cause I was better
She showed me pictures in her car...
pictures of the Beach Boys
and Kelly Slater
Bounced from the party
'cause the girls all hate her
She said she wants to see the stars
She's had some fast times
First times always last times
Out in the foxglove, I'm in...
Chain me free
or let it all fall
We can be all, we can be all, I said
What's in your head?
Lose the key
or please don't call
We can be all, we can be all, I said
She kissed me dead.
She calls me during Loveline
and gets the machine
She wants to see me
but not to be seen
As if she's got some mystery
I missed her for a few weeks
before I called her
Still didn't get it,
so this is how I stalled her:
Even though you're seventeen,
I've got to tell you
you're too old for me
She's had some fast times
First times always last times
Out in the foxglove, was that?..
You're all drugged out and delirious
Don't close your eyes - are you hearing this?
I'm about to say something
that I swore I'd never say
I gotta get it out before I get away
I gotta get away before I get it out
I gotta get away before I get it out
I gotta get away before I get it out
Chain me free
Whoa oh whoa oh
So so so so so when you got no place to go
It don't matter that your watch runs slow
So chalk one more hour destroyed
And sing it whoa oh whoa oh
I can't afford to sleep
By my own accord Im a borderline creep
My old friends are all employed
Lookin' out the window at a brick wall
I swore that i would be
the first one to make this zip code
fucking history
Lookin' out the window at the same wall
I never thought Id be
With no future
Stuck in this mode
Stuck in history
These pages fill up too slow
I've got a red-5 fever and nowhere to go
So stamp one more day destroyed
And sing it whoa oh whoa oh
The company I keep
is the reflection of a borderline creep
Naked and paranoid
lookin' out the window at a brick wall
i swore that i would be
the first one to make this zip code
fucking history
lookin' out the window at the same wall
i never thought I'd be
with no future
stuck in this mode
stuck in history
Who am i to deny getting shrink-wrapped?
I'm a borderline creep
It's not the girl who we let tear through our core
It's the tear there before that made this girl into
more
Skin white sheets
The dawn's printless snow
Nothing to define the difference
Just lit lips under a flame of curls
Many a prince has since us blown dark
But it's not the girl who we let tear through our core
It's the tear there before that made this girl into
more
[x2]
We'll make mistakes in the wake of mistakes
But not wake again to this one
When looks fade we'll still reflect in verse
She'll dissolve to apparition
Slight from stark
Once light, now blown dark
But it's not the girl who we let tear through our core
It's the tear there before that made this girl into
more
[x2]
She don't deserve love
She'll get what she's deserving of
We don't deserve love
We'll get what we're deserving of
I don't deserve love
You'll get what you're deserving of
We all get what we're deserving of
But it's not the girl who we let tear through our core
It's the tear there before that made this girl into
more
[x2]
I was a duke last Halloween
This year, gonna be James Dean
![Maachis [1996] - Best Scene.flv](http://web.archive.org./web/20131109212416im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/Hsb4W-yAzFI/default.jpg "Gulzar At his best.")
