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Indigo Girls

Cold Beer And Remote Control

 

Cold Beer And Remote Control

(album: Come On Now Social - 1999)


All of my days have been misspent
Stuffing out the sofa and the antenna's bent
Inside my heart's busting out at the seams
I work for the impossible American dream
I got a job at the grocery store
A few bucks an hour and not much more
The world comes in just to take things away
And eat it all up and then they sleep into day

I try not to care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul cold beer and remote control

Once upon a time I was nobody's fool
Two jobs and showing up for school
I guess it comes apart so little by little
You don't know you're there till you're stuck in the middle
So I try not care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul cold beer and remote control

Sit down the room is dark the blurry graffiti on the benches across at the public park
The plastic's black and buttoned the haze is blue
And all I want is nothing to do

'Cause it's a long walk to the bus stop
It's a long wait for the turning clock
A two-tired car sitting up on the blocks
And things I put aside like that pile of rocks

I try not to care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul cold beer and remote control

I try not to care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul
Cold beer and remote control

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