Cartoon Blues Lyrics - Four Winds - Bright Eyes

I listened to a lecture of nonsense until dawn 

By a plagiary poet with dark glasses on 

He said, "How did you ever dream up that song 

The one where the baby dies?" 

I said, "I'll tell you the secret, which one's your good ear? 

Yeah, people are made up of water and fear 

If there weren't women present we wouldn't be here 

So let's make like we're friends" 

And the pot turned to powder and soured the mood 

And the people I'd come with were gone from the room 

So I asked like a child, "May I be excused?" 

And disobeyed them all 

Into that late-night latrine, rain soaking through my shoes 

I tried walking backwards to get less confused 

Working off the theory I could never prove 

That it was life itself to blame 

And time ruined the world 

Like a failed revolution 

A tumor we could not remove 

An old friend, a constant, the blues 

Now my days are distractions, sit wringing my hands 

Solitaire, crosswords and films on demand 

When you turn from a cartoon back into a man 

You start to smell that human smell 

So I sleep with the fan on to drown out the street 

And the noise rising up from the bar underneath 

But for that inconvenience all my drinks are free 

So I guess it's just as well 

Why do I envy the ending right from the start 

Just get it together to take it apart 

Watching the horse as it follows the cart 

I sweep up my broken spell 

And I felt something changing the world 

Like a new constitution 

A thief I would have to pursue 

At all times, at all costs, the truth