Jim Caroll - Hairshirt Fracture Lyrics
Its a garbage truck hour, Im sleeping in the showerIm feeling like Im waiting on a trainBy the sounds from my bed I think somebodys bledAll over something someones keeping cleanI dont need anything, just make it brightThen turn it lowYou dont need more than meYou could live right there beneath the stairsIve done it, Ive said all I can, Ive reached the endNow you must learn to bendBend to the floor, taste the coreYoure not going nowhereLeave the money right thereI feel the arrow sticking in my earWe owe so much we pawnedNow watch the power come undoneIm standing on my head to watch the day just drift awayThis city always makes the same mistakes, asleep or awakeIm sick of waking up inside white balloonsInside of blue balloonsNew york air is sweet tonightTheres no stars but thats all rightIm breathingI feel you through your fearPull the arrow from my earTonight well take a different way homeThey say the fire burns but wont consumeBut it does consumeYoure slick, you shopliftWhats left of my brainYou havent changedThis city always makes the same mistakes,Its just like meIt always breaks in twoIm sick of me for being sick of youWell take a gypsy cab to heaven or hellTime will tell
