Jimmy Tomorrow Lyrics - Singles - The Waitresses

Shocked? Dismayed? 

Or maybe just a little upset 

Well, no, this isn't pretty 

And yes, my hair was longer then 

It's what happens when your choices 

Are narrowed to fashion or violence 

Adjustments, you make adjustments 

There's nothing left wrong with me 

That money can't cure 

But I don't want to be somebody else's 

Learning experience 

Some rich kid's way to spend his allowance 

I want magic in my real world 

Some modern voodoo to make it work 

Voodoo to make it work 

I remembered what you sputtered 

Chewing your stupid fuel 

You said, you said, "The amplification of the eternal 

Present is the technology of desire." Shoo! 

I thought you were already corroded... 

I said, "You don't know me, I'll be the one 

Pulling that perfect crime, flushing 

This place down that huge hole 

When I quit cigarettes." 

But, it was just more gas 

We were all wearing falsies 

...weren't we? 

So I'll stop being clever 

and just say it straight 

I guess I set impossible goals 

and I don't know when to quit 

Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? 

[chorus]: 

Found a cure for daylight yet? 

Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette 

Found a cure for gravity yet? 

Yes, I'm addicted to roofs and jets 

Found a cure for hunger yet? 

Black coffee, cigarettes 

Found a cure for desire yet? 

I don't wanna talk about that, 

I don't wanna talk about that 

[repeat chorus] 

I don't wanna talk about that 

Why do you keep asking me? 

[repeat chorus] 

My goals? 

My goals are to find a cure for irony 

and make a fool out of God.