There's no common goal There's no moral action There's no modern age From which to run away There's no grace in love With a known projection There's no sky above For you to cry into We can't help you Find a place to Well, I wish for once You would just start copin' Every night and day Tell me what to say You were over ripe You were never open You were just a stripe On the gay crusade We can't help you Find a place to She knows one is one She can let it through now She can kill me cool Welcome to the ruse Well, I've seen the storm It is off your shoulder Party in the cage Blow us all away We can't help you Find a place to We can't help you Find a place to lay Stephen Malkmus - We Can't Help You