Sugar Street

How the hell is everything

Since I been away?

Is the weather any better?

Did the landlord fix the drain?

Did Lui sell his paintings?

Did Kevin quit his job?

Will you tell them that I love 'em and

I miss y'all a lot?

I thought about deserting

Jumping on a plane the other day

It was just a fleeting feeling, man

I'm usually okay

When I'm holding conversations in a language I don't speak

And coughing on the radio and screaming in my sleep

I'm just tired of feeling tired, I'm tired of getting drunk

They took our picture for the paper and they made me stand in front

But I shouldn't be complaining, there's been people at the shows

I even saw the Eiffel tower in a souvenir snowglobe

There's just a couple more and then a day off in Amsterdam

I'm gonna check into a hotel, get fixed up if I can

And oh, I promise I'll be careful

With the company I keep

And I'll hold myself together

Until I'm back on Sugar Street

Sugar Street

If you start at the beginning and you go on to the end

Sometimes a perfect stranger might end up your only friend

At first, you nod politely 'cause you're not that interested

Ask some abstract question like a bored psychiatrist

But then you get to talking 'bout the plastic in the sea

The nightmare of their childhood and reality TV

It starts to sound familiar like you're coming back to life

Make some observations, start offering advice

Always look in both directions when you go to cross the street

And if you jump off any buildings, make sure you land on your feet

And oh, promise you'll be careful

With the sympathies you seek

'Cause I know that you'll feel better

Once you're back on Sugar Street

Sugar Street

And oh, I promise I'll be careful

When I put myself to sleep

And I hope that I feel better

Once I'm back on Sugar Street

Sugar Street

Ah, Sugar Street