Sweet Spots Lyrics - The Fiery Furnaces

Well I stuffed my stuff into a sport sac and I took the Lake St. El. 

Well I got off Cicero and I snuck in through one of the loading docks. 

And I smiled as I sucked my gem I mean to take a room at the Brack's. 

Well I put things into the pockets of my parachute pants and I walked on up the street. 

Now Galewood makes me nervous but the corn syrup cloud's such a lure. 

So I'm staying off to the side at this end of the M&M Mars tour. 

Well I bought a bike but the chair broke right outside of Parky's 

Well the wait was making my eyes wet and sticking french fries down my throat. 

But I had to press on cause sweeter stuff's on the other side of the moat. 

Well the cars were turning off Harlem so I had to stop and stare. 

And I had to gulp for air oh my heart was racing I made my escape. 

I's red hot to get lemonheaded and live with Alexander the Grape.