Song | Hello There Howard |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | The Hound Chronicles and Hot Garden Stomp |
the guy on my right is new | |
and he says he feels kinda sad and his hands are cold | |
and he refuses the dice | |
so I pick 'em up myself. | |
I let 'em roll. | |
and the little white spots gleam like stars | |
and the guy on my right gets a look at the stickman | |
and he begins to sense where it is that we are | |
and the table's hot | |
but so am I | |
and I grab the bones and I let 'em fly. | |
so come 2 come 3 come 4 come 5 come 6 come 7 come 9 | |
it doesn't matter to me now | |
'cause I've got all kinds of time. |