I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' in your windows
Watchin' you kiss the screen
Lovin' them, like I hope they love me

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' inside your homes
Watchin' you, watch them split they seams
Lovin' them, like I hope they love me

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' in your windows
Watchin' you kiss the screen
Lovin' them, like I hope they love me

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peepin' in your homes
Watchin' you, watch them split they seams
Lovin' them, like I hope they love me

It's the return of the ghost, the raising of the dead
And the cloning approach shadows stick the foot of your bed
With windy notes, so fog the window with breath
I drag my footprints through your grass and all across your garden

I never know just what's to be said
It's so close to the wall, the cars will get hit
So spell it out in the fog in the window pane
Written backwards at your expense for everyone else's gain

It's hard tonight but it's comin' in clear
You called 'em right? They comin' here
They got the couch and he's got the chair
I got the flower beds, some sweaty palms, a couple dumb ideas
Praying hearts stuck in discovery's fears

I've been alive in little bursts
It's the little bits of life that hurt
The way to write's been across the dirt
The sunpots seen behind you work
The ball of kindness is shipping the bird
Toss in smiling, call him first
It covers up the best and hurts the worst

The freckles are suddenly painted across your shoulder blades
The biggest hit to come across the space
The calling and the fall of all who wait
The fingerprints and window glass
The funny women's superstitious afraid of cats
Dumbest feeling, the embarrassment that puts us on our ass

Looking back, then moving on
The stupid songs, the foolish ones
Reminds the signs the brightest lies
The Broadway clip that turns the gate
Broke hold but don't get close kids
Turns out it's understood, it's time to miss

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' in your windows
Watchin' you kiss the screen
Lovin' you, like I hope you love me

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' inside your homes
Watchin' you, watch them split they seams
Lovin' them, like I hope they love me

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' in your windows
I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' in your windows

I'm calling out to all the famous clowns and bums
I'm sneakin' out, peakin' in your windows
Watchin' you, watch them split they seams
Lovin' them, like I hope they love me

The sun came in over on the building
Rich and 56 feet below, a Domincan charges path to death run pain stained block
While the chief turns on his radio and cracks his steel Reserve
I wonder how much of last night's love is double parked

This city swallows men
He tells me tales of places that he ran, eventually ran from
Never to return again
It's funny in luck and love
You can never remember the moment that you fell in
Or recall when you fell out of touch

The city's hushed, keepin' it's secrets
The sunshine is gliding, riding, hiding wrinkles and creases, beautiful features
Chipped, cracked, crippled and weakened
Tragic pageant queen bleeds soft focus, keepin' her even

The city's breathing, feel it coming awake
Every explanation creates a gray across the sky scrape
Like the sky's a looking glass and the fog, the dirty breath left
We can etch our dreams and wipe it clean before they see

It's city's rushing, picking up a bitter steam
The Chief's beat his shift till first sip
A malt liquor will bleed to lips
He flips a small piece of shit
Driver's license, a money clip
And showing off everything equipped
With a face like, "Look what I did..."

City's up in arms, the Chief is ravin'
Sick of taxes, sick of workin'
Sick of waitin', sick and tired of what the city's facin'
Enlisting ladies chased from the bottom of his history's basement
A tomb of her own, a room caked in cobwebs, odd and ends, some vases

This city's built ahead of steam, the river shivers steadily
The poison boilin' up from beneath the lies and memories
I spent the last three months in shambles
Drunk on clouds and syphoned stars
I shook at palm left-handed
Those offered inside the back of a bar

Woke in a party with streamers tossed inside my hair
My head's been ringin' loud
A cigarette burns out inside my left hand
And dust the cane and bottle cacophony off of me standing
And blow a kiss to my chair

Unlock the deadbolt baby, I'm comin' home
Or you'll never see m face around here
You'll never see m face around here
You'll never see m face again

The patient changes and takes his place
Now I need strength now that all my rap friends have settled down
Fingertips and sand pockets put a stone in and
All I can come up with the same news is bad news from this old town

It's all I have if it wasn't for a piece of rotten luck
You don't the right to pay for my kisses and backwater dreams
So, sneakin' my hands across your shoulder blades
Won't you fall into my arms and fall into the eaves

Won't you fall asleep while the city grinds its teeth
Do the bottle race, hold me fast, boot strap
The moves are holding us to the earth
With your eyes shut tight, anyone can be king
We're in projectors, steal concesssions, like the picture was blurred

We face the days that we can't see, we run and we fall
We hate this place, but we can't leave, so what do we call it
Now it's cornered by the cat's calls and situated walls
And the error message says, "You son of a bitch. You hated in love?"

Facing the sun centers away from a soft shoe, dreams of tap dance
Hangover a headache aversion to civility, turning to beach
Arm in arm over an old flame before the kids kiss in
Gasoline tombs and cocaine

I know it's slow, James, strips malls insane
With a fresh coat of paint and more fucking fast food chains
That's okay, my feet are still fine
But since burning, learning I can still see in the sky

Leaving me blind, staggering from the scene to the street
Leavin' the east to feed the machine and leave us in peace
Soon as they receive their load, sing a song of St. Johns
And sail alone around the rest of the globe

And sail alone doing Knight Rider past your house
Start laughing about driving dragons and passing out
Private pageants cash and clowns, bursts of laughing out
Down and out in the bold new city of the south


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  • +2
    General CommentI love the last part of this song and I did my damndest to try and figure out as much of it as I could. any help would be appreciated.

    The patron saints and children's place's singing nervous sleep (not sure about this line)
    (humming?) straight notes now that all my rally friends have settled down
    Fingertips and sand and pockets full of stolen beer
    All I can come up with the same news is bad news, one leg town

    cause all I have
    one youth and a piece of rotten luck (not sure about this one either)
    a whole life of evading my kisses and backwater dreams
    I'm sneakin' my hands across your shoulder blades
    and Won't you fall into my arms, and fall into the dunes and fall asleep?

    while the city grinds its teeth we dream of our heroes
    holding fast to boot straps beliefs and holding us nearer
    With our eyes shut tight, anyone can be king
    wearing projectors, steal concessions, let the picture begin

    We dance and dance till we can't see we run till we fall
    We hate this place but we can't leave, so where do we crawl?
    mouse cornered by the cat's claws it's chewed through walls
    you ever met such a son of a bitch you hated to love?

    Facing the sun sends away from a soft shoe dreams and tap dance
    Hangover headache, burst at the seems
    return to the beach, arm in arm over an old flame
    before the kids, the cats, the catch 22's, and the cocaine

    I know this won't change, the strips malls insane
    a fresh coat of paint and more fucking fast food chains
    but it's okay, my feet are still fine
    the sun still burning blurring lines between the sea and the sky

    Leaving me blind to stagger from the sea to the street
    the street to the streams that lead to the east and feed the machines that leave us is peace
    Soon as they receive their load, sing a song of St. Johns
    And sail alone around the rest of the globe

    we sail alone do Knight Rider past your house
    stealing signs, laughing loud, driving dragons, passing out
    Private pageants, collapsing clowns, it's a version of laughing out
    when you're down and out in the bold new city of the south
    swankon October 23, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General Commentthese lyrics are pretty wrong.
    swankon September 26, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Commentmy favorite astronautalis track.amazingly beautiful song (:
    oceanwalkon June 09, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentCAN'T even write ANYTHING to describe how...astoundingly good this song is.

    LOVIN THEM LIKE I HOPE THEY LOVE ME
    Wheretofindyouon September 10, 2010   Link

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