Teepee On The Highway Blues Lyrics - Singles - Solé

a good portion of devotion on sale 

to the stale-skinned rummage-happy 

everyday troop 

got my bells on: it keeps my ears ringing 

and peers watching 

wishing i'd stop 

quietly judging with my mouth open 

and hands on the switch 

so when they stop the earth 

who's ass will your head end up in? 

it's most likely you'll never get 

the perfect tip 

or learn to take hints 

i want a new television 

'cause my books are getting old 

and i'd watch the "news and advertisements" 

and find a new way to change my life 

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guaranteed of course 

because the names we trust 

have, and will always be, the only answer 

girls like to hold hands 

i had my life squeezed out once or twice 

so let's call it even...and well-balanced 

like a crock of shit 

or a hell of a life 

on a walking mess to the upscale 

where they sniff dreams off fingernails 

and rate life on a scale of personal gain 

mapping out the universe: 

a wife and kids with no name 

and a big house atop a hill 

that blocks out the sun for those 

who can't afford it 

throw some crumbs to the starving idealists 

do they not bleed the same? are they not men? 

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we got bigger desks now 

and all my ideas are carefully hidden 

on crumpled paper at my feet 

starving for attention 

when the demon barely blinks out of this life 

now i'm on the north shore 

laughing at my dot com buddies who got laid off 

who needs references anyway? 

i've been working for god 

in all the wrong social circles 

i could have been a programmer 

but this much i still am: 

not a man or a teacher 

just a student in denial 

with more to give then they could possibly take 

when there's nothing left to disagree with 

i'll drop off the face of the planet 

and give mtv-land back to its rightful owners... 

you can have it 

there's a replica of comfort 

and a false sense of stability 

the difference between a blow-up doll 

floating in a bathtub with slit wrists 

and a lost friend 

only calling to borrow money 

all these days are beneath you 

there are floors to slip 

and break your neck on 

and bottles of vodka you can't see through 

parasite to parasite 

what's eating me is eating you 

the absolute hardest thing about being here 

is how you wish you could fast-forward 

the way it drags 

now they got drugs and computers 

to do that for you 

until they can be you, and replace you 

and convince you that they love you 

never meant to harm anything so innocent 

that you can't help but hope 

it gets killed crossing in traffic 

i promised myself 

i wouldn't kill anything on this song 

but you leave me no choice 

'cause i can't complain 

and can't believe i'm still 

waiting for people, waiting for people 

who overextend themselves by saying "hello" 

i underestimated greediness 

and how loneliness 

will drive entire blocks to pigpile on television sets 

all the clap-on distractions 

and fade-away inspirations 

are the reason i can barely 

hold a one-sided conversation 

or sit still without knees shaking 

i pull the hair out of my head 

and wait for bats to fill the room 

but all i get is a receding hairline 

and another shit-eating grin 

it's sad to leave anyone...