Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith - 101499 1 lyrics
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dominoes falling in a chain reaction the scraping subject, ruled by fear told me whiskey works better than beer The judge is on vinyl desicions are final and nobody gets a reprieve and every wave is tidal, if you hang around you're going to get wet I cant prepare for death anymore than I already have All you can do now is watch the shelves the game looks easy, thats why it sells Frustrated fireworks inside your head are gonna stand and deliver talk instead the method acting that pays my bills keeps the fat man feeding in beverly hills I've got a heavy metal mouth that hurls obscenity and I get my check from the trash treasury because I took my own insides out It doesnt matter cause I have no sex life and all I want to do now is inject my ex wife Ive seen the movie and I know what happens Its christmas time and the needles on the tree a skinny santa is bringing something to me His voice is overwhelming His speech is slurred and I only understand Every other word Open your parachute and grab your gun falling down like an omen a setting sun read the part where we turn out fine its a hellhole If you can keep it alive and I dont care if I fuck up Im going on a date with a rich white lady Aint life great? Give me one good reason not to do it So do it So this is the place where time reverses and dead men talk to all the pretty nurses instruments shine on a silver tray don't let me get carried away don't let me get carried away don't let me be carried away...