Jim Yoshii Pile-up Birthday Cake
let's go out tonight
i feel like, i feel like picking a fight
i feel like starting a brawl
and then slipping out the back door
do you think that's funny?
i don't think it's funny
but our backs have been broken too many times
we've seen all the tricks, we know all the lines
and it's not free, but it should be
so we risk our necks and reputations
when we hit the ground moving and the needle skips
i put a file in your birthday cake,
a cheap cliche and a half hearted gesture is what you
asked for this year
i spent a day on that damn mix tape
i should have known that you'd have nick drake
the saddest songs are the oldest news, to you
but our hearts have been broken too many times
we've seen all the tricks, we know all the lines
and it's time
oh it's time
so the saints are all lying on my kitchen floor
drifting in and out of consciousness
and hanging on the screen door
saying “Life is not free but it will be.”
And they close their eyes and smile their smiles
of bloody lips and broken teeth.
i put a file in your birthday cake,
a cheap cliche and a half hearted gesture is what you
asked for this year
i spent a day on that damn mix tape
i should have known that you'd have nick drake
the saddest songs are the oldest news
but do you find you're so different?
have you never met your own friends?
does the time move slowly, only for you?
were the police reports? the articles? the eulogies
written only for you?
i drempt that i kissed you...
i drempt that i kissed you, and then let you go.
