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Stumble on to the pavement; theyâre strapped tight to bed
Theyâve got a fetish for sheep, straitjacket sheets
But Iâve got Randy Newman in my head
This is no corn-fed day, itâs gloomy, blue, and cold
So let the muggings occur, I feel secure
They say that Iâm peculiar
But oh I donât know, I donât care
Iâll be waiting for you there
Crave this chill, bathe in black
All the ghouls and fiends attack
Knees go weak, and I swoon, underneath the pallet moon
Praise the night, and praise the night
The only time I feel alright
Under the sun gods stare, I wince and blossom hives
Counting the fractions of day, rotting away
As businessmen just drink away their eyes
But when the stars once shy, come bloom and blanket earth
I feel beloved and blessed, quite Byron-esque
The need to just get off my chest that, oh
I donât know I donât care
Iâll be waiting for you there
Crave this chill, bathe in black
All the ghouls and fiends attack
Eyes erupt, and I swoon, underneath the pallet moon
Praise the night, and praise the night
The only time I feel alright
I donât know I donât care
Iâll be waiting for you there
Crave this chill, bathe in black
All the ghouls and fiends attack
Head combusts, and I swoon, underneath the pallet moon
Praise the night, and praise the night
The only time I feel alright
- Album:
- I Don’t Think It Is
- Hebrews
- All My Friends Are Enemies: Early Rarities
- Anarchy, My Dear
- Say Anything (Single)
- Burn A Miracle (Single)
- Say Anything
- In Defense Of The Genre
- ...Is A Real Boy
- Baseball: An Album By Say Anything
- Miscellaneous
- Six Six Six (feat. Sherri Dupree-Bemis, Andy Hull and Jon...
- Punk Goes Crunk
- Say Anything (Deluxe Version)
- Say Anything (Bonus Track Version)
- In Defence of the Genre
- Alive With the Glory of Love
- Punk Goes Acoustic 2
- Dormroom Demos
- Menora/Mejora