Lyrics

Beatniks bodybags in my way
It's a death that's worse than fate some say
My love my clothes in disarray
But I'm building up to a slow decay

They're back-slappin' gun-totin' lookin' hard
Comparing the colors of their credit cards
Come from all around to sell the trash they bought
They wanna stop your world 'cause they're not getting off

In a spaghetti western I'm on the sauce
Accepting the place I'm put
Blast around the bend in a blaze of light
Only to shoot myself in the foot

When they say turn around but don't look back now
Speak your heart till someone hears
Grab the hand that'll never feel
Don't wanna waste my time in these hollow years

It's a long time gone though I reminisce
Fifteen years on a smile and a kiss
And I'll spit in the face of reality
When your eyes light up inside of me

But the doorknobs turn too easily the carpets come too clean
Promises fit like polyester lies like velveteen

When they say turn around but don't look back now
Speak your heart till someone hears
Grab the hand that'll never feel
Don't wanna waste my time in these hollow years

Take me to the hospital
I've been dead for far too long

The truth will out and let us in
In time we will defeat the din
Together or alone I guess
This memory of you I'll bless

I'll be falling to the ceiling jumping to the floor
Kneeling to the neon but always wanting more

When they say turn around but don't look back now
Speak your heart till someone hears
Grab the hand that'll never feel
Don't wanna waste my time


Mike Krajewski: Drums
Steve Evetts: Bass
Matt Krajewski: Electric Guitars

Copyright Control 2001 Eric Harrison/EHP Records