Dutch
(专辑: A Badly Broken Code - 2010)
Mind your step I
keep the
overhead low Just the
bed and the
books and the
rotary phone Chicago Manual of Style keeps the
prose right crisp The
Minneapolis Edition, well it goes like this: Well I
talk way too fast And I
shoot from a
glass I
keep Pope in the
glovebox, Plath on the
dash And there's nobody shotgun, I
got enough gas To get Vegas by daybreak, I'm not coming back I'm pushing this luck all the
way to the
coast I'm throwin it over just to see if it floats I'm taking my chances, I'm making my own 'Cause I've been pretty impatient, I'm ready to go I'm the
book that beat the
speedreader And I'm the
card the
dealers won't touch And it's just not true I'm a
maneater All the
same, we should probably go Dutch Careful kid with that wolf whistle You never know what you'll attract And you shouldn't make noise to which you wouldn't wanna listen What's good for the
goose is good for the
Gander back and I'm packed and I'm out before dawn Leave a
tip on the
sink, ah, the
staff they worked hard I
hit rain, I
hit sleet, but mostly weather stays good Hit a
deer on I-80: fucked up the
hood But you can't play for keeps if you never draw blood You just brace and you breathe You drive through the
dust You go through people and places And hope the
engine can take it They get you up on the
blocks on a
regular basis But innocence is over-rated based on what you haven't done I
don't need a
poker face, open book, smoking gun Renegade agent, I
got no taste for their races I
run on whiskey and risk and ennui and impatience I'm the
book that beat the
speedreader And I'm the
card the
dealers won't touch And it's just not true I'm a
maneater All the
same, we should probably go Dutch I'm the
book that beat the
speedreader And I'm the
card the
dealers won't touch And it's just not true I'm a
maneater All the
same, we should probably go Dutch Love is like liquor: it burns as it moves you And far as I
figure there's nobody fireproof So thank you for the
offer, it truly was kind of you I'd take you up on it, but just passing through Cause I
talk way too fast, and I
shoot from a
glass I
keep Pope in the
glovebox, Plath on the
dash And there's no one in shotgun, I
got enough gas To get Vegas by daybreak, I'm not coming back No I'm not coming back I'm the
book that beat the
speedreader And I'm the
card the
dealers won't touch And it's just not true I'm a
maneater All the
same, we should probably go Dutch