Matt: Weird here is normal; weird here is the extreme somewhere else.I hate you, ("love is a strong word" in reverse)love is a strong wordTry again, try again, try again, try again, try again, try againWhen Hollywood runs out of Indians
When the bar stars melt and their golden hair turns to glass
When Hollywood runs out of Indians
When the bubble bursts and the first are come for by the lastThere's something in the way you move
That makes me catch a cold
There's something in your "too cool for school"
When you slide up and down my pole
There's something in the way you look
That only casts a shadow
When Hollywood runs out of Indians
Only the Indians will knowTry again, try againA kick in the head, pass it around
Begging for a bed, pass it around
Pass it aroundAnd I'd say what you'd say
But it makes me feel nothing
There's a car waiting
To take me to somethingAt the end of my rope there's
A new world, it's snowing
The globe, it starts shaking
Is it me not worth knowing?The white coats are melting
The snow down our mountains
To process the rivers
For hallways and fountainsAnd I'd say what you'd say
But it makes me feel nothing
So there's a man waiting
To take me to something
That I'm for
That I'm forHell, it looks red
In all its pictures
My sisters sing laments
While their skin blisters
Take your time, take your time, take your time(Laughing)Hallelujahs
Offered down on the floor
Nobody goes above decks
No, not no more
They say the sun's still shining
That you can feel it in your core
But I ain't seen nobody move
That weren't going for the doorAnd I'd say what you'd say
Champions of nothing
But there's a car waiting
To take me to somethingAt the end of my rope there's
A new world, it's glowing
The globe, it starts shaking
Was it you not worth knowing?The white coats are melting
The snow down our mountains
To process the rivers
For hallways, and fountainsAnd I'd say what you'd say
But it makes me feel nothing
So there's a man waiting
To take me something
That I'm for
That I'm for