A short delay
The parrot blues
Little voices mimic you
It’s not so hard to make that sound
So watch your back
The ides of March
Cut your hair like Joan of Arc
Disguise your will
They’ll find you out
And when they do
Look out
There’s money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger's going to break your heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If I loved you, well, that’s my fault
A bitch in heat
The alpha male
Not something she’d ever tell
Except when she got deafly high
Then out it came like summer rain
Washed the cars and everything
Felt clean for just a little while
A telethon we drunk dialed
Those starving children
They ain’t got no mother
Theres pink flamingos living in the mall
I’d give a fortune to your infomercial
If somebody would just take my call
Take my call
Hello?
Patterns in my mind now moving slow
Sorrow all across the surface roads
Smoothing out the edges of the stone
The lights are out where’d everybody go alone
Erase yourself and you’ll be free
Men dull are destroyed by the sea
All we are is colored sand
So pay to ride the Ferris wheel
Smile
All that you can feel is gratitude for what has been
Because it did not happen
There’s money lenders inside the temple
That circus tiger's going to break my heart
Something so wild turned into paper
If you love me, well, that’s your fault
There’s money lenders inside the temple
This crystal city’s going to fall apart
When all their power turns into vapor
If I miss you, well, that’s my fault
That’s my fault
A short delay The parrot blues Little voices mimic you It’s not so hard to make that sound So watch your back The ides of March Cut your hair like Joan of Arc Disguise your will They’ll find you out And when they do Look out There’s money lenders inside the temple That circus tiger's going to break your heart Something so wild turned into paper If I loved you, well, that’s my fault A bitch in heat The alpha male Not something she’d ever tell Except when she got deafly high Then out it came like summer rain Washed the cars and everything Felt clean for just a little while A telethon we drunk dialed Those starving children They ain’t got no mother Theres pink flamingos living in the mall I’d give a fortune to your infomercial If somebody would just take my call Take my call Hello? Patterns in my mind now moving slow Sorrow all across the surface roads Smoothing out the edges of the stone The lights are out where’d everybody go alone Erase yourself and you’ll be free Men dull are destroyed by the sea All we are is colored sand So pay to ride the Ferris wheel Smile All that you can feel is gratitude for what has been Because it did not happen There’s money lenders inside the temple That circus tiger's going to break my heart Something so wild turned into paper If you love me, well, that’s your fault There’s money lenders inside the temple This crystal city’s going to fall apart When all their power turns into vapor If I miss you, well, that’s my fault That’s my fault