Fated Lyrics - Lo-fi B-sides - Matthew Good Band

There's a spaceman in my basement 

There's an IV keeping time beside my bed 

And a painting of Jesus wandering for a dart board 

You know he's seen you naked a million times, a million times 

I long to be dead and sleep with the fishes under the sea 

They can swim through my head 

And stop all the traffic jams, stop all the traffic jams 

And there'll be no light tonight if I'm fated 

There's a cartoon killer in my living room 

Cut you open like candy and pull out your little wound 

Like TV dinners for the third world, amputee dancing girls 

You try but you fail 'cause you're bad at life and good in a vacuum 

I long to be dead and sleep with the fishes under the sea 

They can swim through my head 

And stop all the traffic jams, stop all the traffic jams 

And there'll be no light tonight if I'm fated, if I'm fated, if I'm fated