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Lyrics
I wonder if the food bank delivers?
Someone should bum me a cigarette.
I suppose I should call my mother, but I don't need the cash;
Just yet.
It seems that everyone's mistaken,
Always coming in from outside.
If only we could get up and leave but the healers have stolen;
All the pride.
Oh - I'd give anything.
To get you back your youth;
But it's right beside you, where you left it.
Something moves within me,
I think I knew of it before;
I touched the eye and it flashed away and I was left holding beads on;
The shore.
Don't ever get too glued to play,
The fireman said with a grin;
In the episode where the doctor is gay and the nurses are so;
Cosmopolitan.
Oh - I'd give anything,
To force the winsome seas;
But I can't think of the reasons why, I guess that makes two of me.
She's a middle class existentialist,
Her life's a potful of hand-leaves;
This minimalist lifestyle I think I'm ready for, has been forced,
Upon me.
Oh - I'd give anything,
To braid some sunset tilt;
And now that you're too afraid to move, I think;
I will.
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