Pink-Slips (Live From Stockholm / 2018)

歌詞

Three brides before breakfast These rails, they just wrecked us Right hand on my heart, oh, while My left hand snaps your necklace Each day gets a little more scary Holding on, in a way, but just barely Moms and dads are rationing their cash For the commissary But I can't start without going all the way It's a habit someone gave me A nursemaid of the blank page Canary of the American eclipse A profiteer picking up pink slips This wish just to go back, hey When I know I wasn't ever, ever happy Show me my best memory, it's probably super crappy Nine years down in Texas with sluts of both sexes Liars, lumps and drug addicts and drunks I love my friends but I can't start without going all the way And I've been that way since '83 Oh, midwife of the jet life Oh, genie with a golden spliff A prostitute paid in pink-slips And I crashed my Cadillac in the valley of mirrors When the call came, there was nobody here When they came for the communist, I kissed him on the lips Then they came with the singers in haze of pink slips, oh Said, I would guess I was just dreaming and drifting Artificially lifted Only happy till the age of ten is still a gift But we can't go back to those 2-2-7 days It's just a dream we all were having Hey, mariner in the dirt trade Oh, postman of the post- apocalypse From Academy Awards to pink slips! And I showered my Corvette with Moët for years Now I'm standing in the rain to get the champagne of beers They say, "who's that shadow sneaking up behind the pier? He was rushing he was rattled now he's finally in the clear To be a, a refugee from the rat race with his white tuxedo and sad face A music group that your dad plays, singing songs of autumn days He's the laureate of the Granite State Now he doesn't even write, he just riffs And they'll cover up his coffin with pink slips"