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Japanese Glass

from Yardling by The Demigs

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lyrics

So I go downtown to The Museum Of Flight
And ride the elevators up and down all day
And all I can do is think of you parting a sea of industrial strength brick walls in silence
I pull the alarms in hope of some attention, but I'm a product of self-invention and far too much intervention
I pray goddamn I need a cigarette, but the urge won't quit
You better better catch my arm before I do the other harm

You! I need my bed rail
A better way to my habit
You are a tiny ticker tape parade
And I am just a knee-jerk cynic
Is there a better method in becoming less progessive?
Or should we trade our passion for the less impressive passive?

So I look at you with a jaundiced, kino-eye through the bottom of a wide angle lens
Sounds pretty scary, but the trap is up to part, and I'm not quit used to this basement living
Have another cup of deprivation and a side of desperation and an all American record to beat the band
Take what you will from the sentimental pills, but I've had it up to here with your heavy-handed jilt.

Hey! I need the space
To keep me from the government
I like your Vicodin haircut
Sounds like cheap shot but you know I think it's perfect
Back off, black out, and be who they prayed you to be
And let the spare parts just land at your feet.

She's counting lemmings
In the neon city that never seems to quit
You can bleed yourself until that corset falls off
But that won't change how it fits
She's counting blessings and then names them
One by one by one
And they shimmer and they shine
Like ice between the fault lines

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from Yardling, released June 5, 2007

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