Portastatic Black Buttons
So put a shine on your black shoes
Push your black buttons through
I never knew what you could do to you
Well honey shine your black shoes
Oh you had some information
That you turned into a hymn
That you sang into the answering
Machines of all your friends
But they never got the message
For their ears are all of tin
We all write letters we never send
Well now the cyprus stands around you
And I hope that you feel safe
It's a painting from an auction
At some wasted old estate
Yeah they're always finding life
They never knew survived this place
And I hope the sunlight clears the branches to your
face
'Cause when the clouds clear
The freezing winds come down that mountain's face
But there are streets we haven't walked
At night you can see this town from space
So put a shine on your black shoes
Push your black buttons through
I never knew what you could do to you
Oh honey shine your black shoes
Push your black buttons through
You never know what you can do for you
