An asylum on new year's eve
Is not quite what you hoped for
But you got one and they stuck it on your record
For free
Confiscated your new guitar
Kept it safe behind the matron's bar
So you sat in the courtyard singing songs by Jeff Buckley

"Why am I in here?"
I

While living out the boot of my hire car
I drove across the ocean of a charcoaled heart
Freefalling from the edge of a bottle of 10ml nitrazepam pills
Guess i misplaced my taste for survival skills

Sat thinking 'bout the ways of suicide
And how lovely it would be to take th

Even quadriplegics get the blues sometimes
I don't mean to talk about it
When they're lying there alone at night not quite breathing

Even quadriplegics get the blues sometimes
You can be almost certain
All the suction in the world won't make it fine

I been sitting in

J'ai des animaux dans ma petite tête
Des petites bêtes, des petites bêtes
Tu me demandes quel type, quel type
Je sais pas, je regrette, je regrette

Peut-être qu'elles sont énormes et laides
Peut-être qu'elles sont toutes comme ça
La seule chose que je sais c'est la coul

Two by two were living sober
Hands behind our backs with no care
For the hurricanes or hairline cracks
Through we don't live near New Orleans
I can feel the winds
On the fifth floor of anywhere we've ever been

But rainy Wednesdays don't quite
Seem right without you<

I burned a cowboy at the Melbourne airport
He said he didn't mind because he was terribly bored
He struck a light, held a whiskey on high and said 'pour'
Oh I burned a cowboy at the Melbourne airport

Why nobody believed me
Why nobody believed me
Why no, Sir
Why nobo

Met a man with a crack pipe and a gun in his hand, in his hand
What a scene but it seems to me he’s done all he can, all he can
All he knows is the dragon’s throat and the master plan, master plan

So I followed him down
Followed him down
Followed him down

Knuckle whit

My name is odile and I am a deepsea diver
Though i don't get my thrills
From the catfish in china
I've been a thousand dreams
So many I have dived down
But still I'm all alone

Can't you see it's possible and oh oh oh so probable and by by the way
He must be incredib

I drink pinot noir and poetry for my breakfast
And I eat little girls in perfect pearls for my breakfast
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
And if the boys don't like it
I couldn't care a less for what they say
Because Baudelaire and Fred Ast

Well i was walking through the green, green grass just minding my own affairs
When i came across a bright green ever hungry polar bear
He took me by my empty hand and took me with his stare
And then we started dancing in the howling midnight air

We keep on pushing we keep on ru

Got me a prescription for perfect living
But I lost it on the breeze
So I ran down to the crossroads winter stinging
And I tried my very best just to breathe

Now I know it's not the way
That it was meant to be
But right now I don't think I can see
Would you lend me

Suddenly afternoons seem much longer
As i ponder the reason for these five paper mache walls

And suddenly perfect nails seem quite useless
As i undress for no one but the shower

We wore our love so proud
You wore that smile too loud

Suddenly afternoons make me call

And tell me
Was it like they told you
All the movie stars
With their hand me down charms

And tell me
Did you walk outside
And make daisy chains
With their cold business cards

While the road had to wait
Red carpets, don't be late
So find yourself
At

I come to see you in the market
Where the buyers buy and sell their wares
I want to reach into your apron
Take your hands and save you from this fate

Like to invite you to my lighthouse
Show you boats and woo you like the sailors do
But i can only see you in the market