okkervil river
pink-slips
Three brides before breakfast These reds, they're just rectus Right hand on my heart around My left hand snaps your necklace Each day is a little more scary Holding on, get away just barely Moms and dads are rationing their cash For the commissary But I can't stop without going all the way It's a habit, someone gave me up This man in the black cage, canary 'the clips Across here, in a pink-slip  This wish just to going back here When I know it wasn't ever, ever happening Show me my best memory, it's probably super crappy Not here, standing sexless with sluts of both sexes Liars, lumps and drug addicts and drunks I love my friends but I can't stop without going all the way And I've been that way since '83 Oh, midwife with a jet life or a genie with a golden spur A price to pay to pink-slips  A country Cadillac in the valley of mirrors With a cold cane, there was nobody here Came for the communism, I kissed it on the lips It came with the singers in hazel pink-slips  Is it a kiss or it's just a dream and I'm drifting? Other fish lay lifted, only happy till the age of 10 It's still a gift, but we can't go back, those two too sad and dies It's just a dream we all have Now I know in the touch lane, a post per post of puckered lips From Academy Awards to pink-slips I show them my Corvette with no ' for years And I'm standing in the rain to get the champagne or beers They said 'who's that shadow sneaking up behind the pier?' He was rushing he was rattled now he's finally in the clear To be a, a refugee from the rat race with a swag tuxedo in his face A music room that you can't place, sing the songs on all them tapes He's the lonely aid on the planet ' now he doesn't even write, he just rows And they cover up his cot with pink-slips