Duochrome Ice Fishing
In a paperback loft with peeling yellow paint She's learning now that caffeine stains and if you smile too long you break Tying up the sunday trash with a wire and a weekly rut living out the fashion times with a name you can always trust And they glide over marble tiles covered in those sweet suburban smiles Ice Fishing for a bride groom with some bait and a ball and chain And she's tired of going out and of stylish rugburns and of sugar malted glee Plastic kids and electric yard made with credit cards and a picture framed disease Flourescent lights on linoleum floors computer screens and revolving doors electric eyes and a vinyl forehead and a smile to make Jesus proud
