A Little Uncanny Lyrics - Conor Oberst

You started drinking the Kool-Aid 

We were taking the bait 

We were talking big talk 

Never playing it safe 

Looking good as Jane Fonda 

On a Vietnam tank 

Can't get something for nothing 

Have to energize your base 

But she was young enough 

She was blonde enough 

She was about a perfect ten 

Had millions of admirers but not one single friend 

And it's a, it's a little uncanny 

what she managed to do 

Become a symbol for a pain she never knew 

You know old Ronnie Reagan 

He was a shoe salesman's son 

He got himself in the movies 

He impressed everyone 

He thought trial by fire 

Was America's fate 

He made a joke of the poor people 

And that made him a saint 

But he was tan enough, he was rich enough 

He was handsome like John Wayne 

And there was no one at the country club 

Who didn't feel the same 

But it's a, it's a little uncanny 

What he managed to do 

Got me to read those Russian authors through and through 

I miss Christopher Hitchens 

I miss Oliver Sacks 

I miss poor Robin Williams 

I miss Sylvia Plath 

Every morning's a desert 

Every night is a flood 

They say a party can kill you 

Well sometimes I wish it would 

But I'll get strong enough, I'll be man enough 

To keep myself in check 

'Cause all my friends that flew to town 

Said that's what they expect 

But it's a, it's a little uncanny 

What they managed to do 

Made me admit to things I knew were never true