Won't you take me back to Texas?
Where the parking lots are homes
Won't you take me back to Texas?
Where it's warm
You remember the edges of October
Sofa surfing 'til we made the flight
The sum of our hangovers laid out before us
Stretched to where the desert touches sky
In flashes of sleep deprivation
The order collapsed and the borders were missed
But I swear I've never been so far from home
For everyone whose names we lost or were too drunk or tired to ask
Oh, dispossessed house guest
We ghosted the Midwest
And settled where the desert touches sky
In flashes of sleep deprivation
The order collapsed and the borders were missed
But I swear I've never been so far from
Never! (Oh, I swear I've never been so)
Far from home, I swear I've never been
It's a milestone, I'm sure
With the parents screamin' "Murder in the hall!"
Martyrs spraying shadows on the lawn
Of the colour Kodak new, is this magic, is this heaven for you?
And you think
The world's just gonna fall into yr arms
Like so many free drinks bought by strangers in strange bars
(I could go on)
Well, if you faked your way this far
Then compromise seems
Uh, unromantic!
(I could go on)
Clutch yr last years festival wristbands like medals from a war you think you fought
Well, honey
You could cut diamonds on those lips
And that dress has sure stayed pristine
But you still lost!
(I could go on, I could go on)
(I could go on!)
Hangin' branches off yr stories
And it's not like I don't think they're true but they've all got the same plot
You get the badges
You get the booze
And then, you get the boys!
(I could go on!)
Johnny Foreigner: The Mandy Morbid of indie rock!
Never got the cash for flights, but we've sure seen a lot of cock!
Put money shots on our blogs and hope to god we're still hot
'Cause between you, and us, and her!?
I think that's all we've got!
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
