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I must admit that when the TV set broke |
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I started thinking, oh, what's the bother anyway |
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What's the bother anyway |
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We walked down into the nearest drugstore |
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A bottle of aspirin and a dirty pitchfork |
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Cured everything inside that ever hurt |
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It cured everything inside that never worked |
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You said you wished that you'd become an actress |
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But pretty pictures in the magazines are sick |
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They make you feel like shit |
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The bodies that they fit are half a serving hips |
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The night dissolved and then the morning sun rose |
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Open your eyes and let the colors turn you black |
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For half a heart attack |
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Let it fit you in for cancer of the skin |
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'Cause singing's just like death prolonging on your breath |
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And all we are is bone, it's friction we control |
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In the coat I bought, in the coat |
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In the park we fought in the coat I bought for you |
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In the dress you wore, in the dress |
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In the dress you wore with a dirty pitchfork too |
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In the coat I bought, in the coat |
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In the coat I bought, in the coat |
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In the park we fought in the coat I bought for you |
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In the dress you wore, in the dress |
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In the dress you wore, in the dress |
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In the dress you wore with a dirty pitchfork too |
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In the car we spoke and you asked |
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So I drove you home and my knees |
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If I called you out would you say that you were wrong? |
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I can feel my hands, I can feel |
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Turn the headlights down, drive along |
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In the dress you wore with a dirty pitchfork too |
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In the dress you wore with a dirty pitchfork too |
