okkervil river - you can't hold the hand of a rock and roll man lyrics
this week’s cash for last week’s gr-ss
your crew collates while you sit in the van and wait
g-ssed and trashed and smashed young cads
roasting away on a sunny summer day
(or, okay, an august night anyway)
and you’re living on air
while on the 25th floor, up there
they’d fan a million bucks before your face
marie’s p-ssed out in a chair with her once fussed-over hair
all mussed into an i’ve-just-been-f-cked shape
just an hour before, she crashed, all cashed
she said, “i’m done with looking back, and you look your age
which is thirty-seven, by the way and not twenty-eight
and f-cking let them stare, because at this point i don’t care.
i have been your bride stripped bare since ’98.
and our silver-screen affair, it weighs less to me than air.
it’s a gas now. it’s a laugh just how far several mil can take it.”
this week’s as fast as last week’s flash of interstate
when you starved and never ate
this week’s splashed a sick, gold cast across your face
as you roam on silk ripped tippy-toe alone through silver lake
splayed astride a snow-white mare on a non-stop all-night tear.
what a ghastly sight you smear in every face
in that fat, fur-trimmed affair that your lawyer lets you wear
you’ll destroy your chance to ever get repeatedly engaged
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