- The Waitresses Jimmy Tomorrow 歌詞
- The Waitresses
- Shocked? Dismayed?
Or maybe just a little upset
Well, no this isnt pretty
And yes, my hair was longer then
Its what happens when your choices
Are narrowed to fashion or violence
Adjustments, you make adjustments
Theres nothing left wrong with me
That money cant cure
But I dont want to be somebody elses
Learning experience
Some rich kids way to spend his allowance
I want magic in my real world
Some modern voodoo to make it work
Cant make it work
I remember what you sputtered
Chewing your stupid fuel
You said, 'The amplification of the eternal
Present is the technology of desire' Phew!
I thought, you were already corroded...
I said, 'Youll know me, Ill be the one
Pulling the perfect crime, flushing
This place down the huge hole left
When I quit cigarettes'
But it was just more gas
We were all wearing falsies
...werent we?
So Ill stop being clever
and just say it straight
I guess I set impossible goals and I dont
know when to quit
Is that it?
Found a cure for daylight yet ?
Tom Tomorrow & Sermonette
Found a cure for gravity yet?
Yes, Im addicted to roofs and jets
Found a cure for hunger yet?
Black coffee, cigarettes
Found a cure for desire yet?
I dont want to talk about that now....
My goals?
My goals are to find a cure for irony and make a fool
out of God.
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