Bad News Lyrics - Drunk Like The Bible Times - Dear And The Headlights

On some mentioning of thoughts and of mid-twenties tangent plots 

Those sad feathery talks that float on all that 

Tattered teenage applause clapped out further with no pause 

On collegiate palms of course their hands so soft 

Ancient postures of awe for low level modern shocks 

Now happening a lot like like any synaptic 

Cavalry's typical barrage on your tired soul 

You cannot shrug it off, just start your inconsequential white withdrawal it's 

Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time 

Haven't felt this way in a long time 

Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time 

Haven't felt this way in a long time 

Cautious sticks stuck in fictitious craws capsized on your chatty shores 

Half dead, half seem worse yet you still keep talking 

In between coughing fits and soon to be Heimliched bits 

Of ideas which you could not yet digest 

Put that rag to your face, lay down that's a better pace 

go back to cliches like "I should kill myself" or "I should lose some weight" 

I'm sure either way you'd feel just the very same 

Quiet now someone's coming 

Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time 

Haven't felt this way in a long time 

Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time 

Haven't felt this way in a long time 

Bad news for you 

Haven't felt this way in a long time 

Haven't felt this way in a long time