Hitting on the Waiter - Heatmiser



     
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Hitting on the Waiter Lyrics


I'm so sick of having hope
Pushing the envelope
With empty threats and false teeth
My drink's been poured by a cannibal
And my corpse ain't even cold
And you want to take it away from meI know you'll take the blue ribbon
I shop myself with the starting gunYou're more cop than speeder
Hitting onthe waiter
And eating off the plate of the enemy
But I'd rather just forget about the jerking in my sleep
And the hollow words under meBut I've got second thoughts again
Second thoughts again
Or am I second guessing
Or just in second place?I've got a one year old hangover
Feels like I never will recover
But I can keep a poker face
For the rest of the chase

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Heatmiser was an alternative rock band that originated in Portland, Oregon in 1992. Consisting of Elliott Smith (guitar and vocals), Neil Gust (guitar and vocals), Brandt Peterson (bass; later to be replaced by Sam Coomes, frontman of Quasi), and Tony Lash (drums), they were known for their well-crafted lyrics and songs featuring melancholic and cheery words and melodies. The pop-oriented songs of Elliott Smith were a contrast to the darker songs of Gust, while both Smith and Gust's songs touched on subjects such as anger, alienation, loneliness and despair.

Read more about Heatmiser on Last.fm.


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