Take a look at what's been done The killing wound is the thousandth cut A dead turtle on the beach Who puts my happiness out of reach Sea, sun, sand,
Stalemate, stalemate When do I jump out of the cake? Stalemate, stalemate When do we admit it's a fake? Stalemate, stale When do I jump out of the cake
There's a way to drive, I see it once in a while I watch the tail lights and memorize I won't be too scared, I won't be too tired I'm becoming hard wired
Stay until you're sure that I'm asleep Warm, safe and very still Give all my things away, just wait until tomorrow Bury me in sorrow Cover me in joy
I'm going from strange to stranger Every year It's going from strange to stranger Every year I take it back, you're panicking I take it back, I just
Step in my shoes, wait 'til you see the big flash now Glued to the sheets, sleep with the sheep all month long Easy to please, hard to believe it's a
you feel so low Then you feel so high Strange you feel so low Then you feel so high Then you feel so high Then you feel so high Then you feel so high
) falling down for me I'll never be apart from you So high we can go tonight So high we can fall inside So pure we have to grow For this something "high and low
-la, la La, la-la-la-la-la-la. Bert: I can only sing the low part, low part, It's the only part I know, I know. And when I sing the low, low part,
high, high, low, high Low, middle, high, high Low, middle, high, high, low, high Low, middle, high, high High, middle, high, low, low, low Low, low, low High
Ride this dying carousel Four rusted horses strangled by their own rope Where children love are singing We'll know that their tired hearts had broke That
This is the film, close to the third act and the misery It's not rain you rapist werewolves, it's God pissing down on you You won't die alone 'cause
I wanna fuck you like a foreign film And there's no subtitles to get you through this And I'm a country you don't ever, ever, ever, ever Ever wanna visit
When I see you in the sun You're as pretty as a swastika Take you down, down from the inside Take you down, down from the inside Smash into your face
begun Time lapse and dancing and rotting in place And we've reached the high end of low The high end of low, the high end of low You can take me, grave
If you can hear this don't assume that I'm talking to you Yesterday everything I thought, I believed in died But today is my birthday, today is my birthday
How the fuck are we supposed to know When I'm a monster, the way you refuse to die? How the fuck are we supposed to know If we're in love or if we're
We're from America, we're from America Where we eat our young We're from America, we're from America It's where Jesus was born We're from America, we