There's no rest for the crickets for the crickets are like the troubled sea They've been carrying my troubles, all that trouble's carried me In my rocking chair out front with a book across my knees In my land-locked paradise men don't fall far from the trees I heard a symphony last night, summer's owls and cicadas I heard the ground vibrate, humming like electric wires Humming like the end is nigh and the night is full or errors Humming hopeful little lies grown into trembling adult tremors
And i swear it's getting better And i swear it's getting better So, the nails in the attic are patiently waiting to draw blood I hear the snakes coming up from the basement I am just waiting for the river to flood For a life-sized tornado in a mid-sized paper cup For the atlantic ocean in my infinity tub Simon says nothing of relevance, he says ‚"put your hands up‚" He keeps huffing and puffing and oh, simon can blow us But simon can't blow this house down nor blow this house up
And i swear it's getting better To hell with this town To hell with this weather
Humanity's my ultimate problematic favorite I am sobbing and i savor it, it's fogging up my brainy bits It logs into my private shit and just shrug and run with it It's wanted for assault but wait, i am running low on battery Leave the motor running when you pick me up tonight Throw a pebble at the window, second one from the right They say ladies don't do what i do. well, i am glad they don't I hope they're busy getting shit done - if not with you, then on their own I was already screaming internally before i came into this world They gave me a body of water, i gave them a body of work And i'm your girl, but remember i am my girl as well When this is all over we'll build things back up ourselves And don't get me wrong but you should get me a drink Because sometimes i crack up and then i crumble And then i fuck up, i am a bad example And then i fall apart and i need fuel to think At the end of the road Where this town ends But people don'tTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
