Positively Madison Avenue Lyrics
| Song | Positively Madison Avenue |
| Artist | David Duchovny |
| Album | Hell or Highwater |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Joker man takes off his mask | |
| Reveals a car salesman and at last, says | |
| "Grow up, son, you know it's just a masquerade, now | |
| Be a good boy and get me and the boss a Gatorade" | |
| You can work up quite a thirst | |
| Watchin' all them bubbles burst | |
| I was following Ghandi on the twitter | |
| He tweeted "Son, I don't like to see you bitter" | |
| But if you wanna get in this kind of shape | |
| Well, it's abstinence and a protein shake | |
| Or you could lose your appetite | |
| Watching wrong pass for right | |
| Yeah, you could lose your appetite | |
| Watching wrong pass for right | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| All hail the stripes and the stars | |
| Bobby Dylan, was selling cars | |
| Voyeurs, critics, bloggers, vultures | |
| Pick their percentage off the carcass of the culture | |
| In wrote we fiddle as corporations | |
| Pull out to other nations, give Mother Earth a facial | |
| All men are created equal, more or less | |
| Free to negotiate a sequel, God bless! | |
| Don't call me a hypocrite, naive | |
| You can take as good as given, still believe | |
| Mo-Town slam pictures of Lucky 7 | |
| While they believin' Pete Seeger has to hitch his way to heaven | |
| Oh, I have learned the victor's secrets | |
| You can show panties and still remain a Jesus | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| All hail the stripes and the stars | |
| Bobby Dylan, was selling cars | |
| I don't wanna | |
| Complain | |
| But this whole world | |
| Seems strange | |
| The writing on the wall, I think | |
| Was written to disappear in ink | |
| I'm sure your morals are beyond reproach | |
| But it's not like I'm asking you to fly coach | |
| I know it's uncool not to be ironic | |
| And I know that you're bulletproof iconic | |
| I really shouldn’t be throwin' stones, no | |
| Cause chasing spooks on Fox I made my bones | |
| We're all guilty of sin | |
| Comes up and force someone to keep from gettin' in | |
| Those who used to hustle ho | |
| Fashion the nooses now out of a velvet rope | |
| But I guess there's nothin' much to do | |
| Cause only you can write the song that gets to you | |
| I guess there's nothing much to do | |
| Cause only you can write the song that gets to you | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| Well, I guess I should be goin' | |
| Aw, shit, is that Leonard Cohen? |
| Joker man takes off his mask | |
| Reveals a car salesman and at last, says | |
| " Grow up, son, you know it' s just a masquerade, now | |
| Be a good boy and get me and the boss a Gatorade" | |
| You can work up quite a thirst | |
| Watchin' all them bubbles burst | |
| I was following Ghandi on the twitter | |
| He tweeted " Son, I don' t like to see you bitter" | |
| But if you wanna get in this kind of shape | |
| Well, it' s abstinence and a protein shake | |
| Or you could lose your appetite | |
| Watching wrong pass for right | |
| Yeah, you could lose your appetite | |
| Watching wrong pass for right | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| All hail the stripes and the stars | |
| Bobby Dylan, was selling cars | |
| Voyeurs, critics, bloggers, vultures | |
| Pick their percentage off the carcass of the culture | |
| In wrote we fiddle as corporations | |
| Pull out to other nations, give Mother Earth a facial | |
| All men are created equal, more or less | |
| Free to negotiate a sequel, God bless! | |
| Don' t call me a hypocrite, naive | |
| You can take as good as given, still believe | |
| MoTown slam pictures of Lucky 7 | |
| While they believin' Pete Seeger has to hitch his way to heaven | |
| Oh, I have learned the victor' s secrets | |
| You can show panties and still remain a Jesus | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| All hail the stripes and the stars | |
| Bobby Dylan, was selling cars | |
| I don' t wanna | |
| Complain | |
| But this whole world | |
| Seems strange | |
| The writing on the wall, I think | |
| Was written to disappear in ink | |
| I' m sure your morals are beyond reproach | |
| But it' s not like I' m asking you to fly coach | |
| I know it' s uncool not to be ironic | |
| And I know that you' re bulletproof iconic | |
| I really shouldn' t be throwin' stones, no | |
| Cause chasing spooks on Fox I made my bones | |
| We' re all guilty of sin | |
| Comes up and force someone to keep from gettin' in | |
| Those who used to hustle ho | |
| Fashion the nooses now out of a velvet rope | |
| But I guess there' s nothin' much to do | |
| Cause only you can write the song that gets to you | |
| I guess there' s nothing much to do | |
| Cause only you can write the song that gets to you | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| Well, I guess I should be goin' | |
| Aw, shit, is that Leonard Cohen? |
| Joker man takes off his mask | |
| Reveals a car salesman and at last, says | |
| " Grow up, son, you know it' s just a masquerade, now | |
| Be a good boy and get me and the boss a Gatorade" | |
| You can work up quite a thirst | |
| Watchin' all them bubbles burst | |
| I was following Ghandi on the twitter | |
| He tweeted " Son, I don' t like to see you bitter" | |
| But if you wanna get in this kind of shape | |
| Well, it' s abstinence and a protein shake | |
| Or you could lose your appetite | |
| Watching wrong pass for right | |
| Yeah, you could lose your appetite | |
| Watching wrong pass for right | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| All hail the stripes and the stars | |
| Bobby Dylan, was selling cars | |
| Voyeurs, critics, bloggers, vultures | |
| Pick their percentage off the carcass of the culture | |
| In wrote we fiddle as corporations | |
| Pull out to other nations, give Mother Earth a facial | |
| All men are created equal, more or less | |
| Free to negotiate a sequel, God bless! | |
| Don' t call me a hypocrite, naive | |
| You can take as good as given, still believe | |
| MoTown slam pictures of Lucky 7 | |
| While they believin' Pete Seeger has to hitch his way to heaven | |
| Oh, I have learned the victor' s secrets | |
| You can show panties and still remain a Jesus | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| All hail the stripes and the stars | |
| Bobby Dylan, was selling cars | |
| I don' t wanna | |
| Complain | |
| But this whole world | |
| Seems strange | |
| The writing on the wall, I think | |
| Was written to disappear in ink | |
| I' m sure your morals are beyond reproach | |
| But it' s not like I' m asking you to fly coach | |
| I know it' s uncool not to be ironic | |
| And I know that you' re bulletproof iconic | |
| I really shouldn' t be throwin' stones, no | |
| Cause chasing spooks on Fox I made my bones | |
| We' re all guilty of sin | |
| Comes up and force someone to keep from gettin' in | |
| Those who used to hustle ho | |
| Fashion the nooses now out of a velvet rope | |
| But I guess there' s nothin' much to do | |
| Cause only you can write the song that gets to you | |
| I guess there' s nothing much to do | |
| Cause only you can write the song that gets to you | |
| Save me a place at the bar | |
| Bobby Dylan who was selling cars | |
| Well, I guess I should be goin' | |
| Aw, shit, is that Leonard Cohen? |
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