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Daniel Johnston

An Idiot's End

 

An Idiot's End

(album: Songs Of Pain - 1981)


I don't have to say a thing
She knows exactly what I want
But anytime I feel like this
What we have goes out for lunch

She looks at me like a gun cocked
And I'm afraid to turn my back
For fear of being loved
She leans forward for me to see

The lights of her majesty
She's tempting me with a razor blade
But time is money at a penny arcade
And there's monkeys in the shadows

And virgins afraid of being laid
The court jester holds up a light bulb and says
"All that is made is made to decay"

To know her is to love her
And I love her, but I don't know her
To know her is to love her
And I love her, but I don't know her

I feel for a place to sit
Things always go on this way
I'm lost for a little bit
Till I come up with something to say

Then I'll go on and on
About rat skulls in her lawn
I'll not specifically mention names her and I know
We're just ashamed

She knows I'm here
And she readily rebukes her sister
She treats me with a sudden respect
Suddenly she calls me mister

But just as soon, I soon forget
And start poking around in the trash
Talking myself into outer space
And watching the reactions on her face

To know her is to love her
And I love her but I don't know her
To know her is to love her
And I love her but I don't know her

The picture of her sitting there
Me and her on that chair
I can only say as much as I please
But not as much as I dare

Where is the little girl who fell in love with me
The girl who fell in love with a sat-el-light
That little girl's moved out now
But the satellite still comes around
Most every other night

I think my interest bleeds a heart
Of a dead dog lying in her yard
I could catch her standing naked
I could catch her cold
I could catch her breath and bottle it
But I could never catch her off guard

Now when I go there nowadays
It's like visiting a sinking ship
And I'm a man overboard
And she won't throw me a lifeline
Symbolically represented by her lips

Yes, to know her is to love her
And I love her but I don't know her
To know her is to love her
And I love her, but I don't know her
No no no no

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