Won't you take me back to Texas, where the parking lots are home
Won't you take me back to Texas, where it's warm
Do you remember the edges of october? (so for something to be made the fly?)??
The sum of our hangovers laid out before us, stretched to where the desert touches sky
In flashes of sleep deprivation, the orders collapsed and the borders are missed
But i swear i've never been so far from home
For every one who's names we lost or were too drunk or tired to ask
Oh dispossessed house-guest, we ghosted the midwest
And settled where the desert touches sky
In flashes of sleep deprivation, the orders collapsed and the borders are missed
But i swear i've never been so far from home
(I've nevaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
But i swear i've never been so
Far from home i swear i've never been
It's a milestone i'm sure
With the parents screaming murder in the hall
Martyrs spraying shadows on the lawn
Of the colour Kodak new
Is this magic? Is this heaven for you?
You think
The world's just gonna' fall into yr arms
Like so many free drinks bought by strangers in strange bars (I could go on)
Well if you faked yr way this far, then compromise seems, er, unromantic! (I could go on)
Clutch yr last years festival wristbands like medals from a war you think you think you fought
Well honey, you could cut diamonds on those lips, and that dreads a short stay for a steed, and you still lost
I could go on, i could go on, I COULD GO ON!
Hanging branches off yr stories
And its not like I don't think yr a cheat when they've all got the same plot
You get the badges, you get the booze and then you get the boys
I could go on!
Johnny foreigner, the mandy morbid of indie rock
Never got the cash for flights but we've sure seen a lot of cock
We've been aiming shots on our blogs and hope to god we're still hot
Cause between you, and us, and her? I think that's all we've got.