Of Montreal

Like Ashoka's Inferno Of Memory
Music stopped and I woke I can laugh at myself if I get the joke Somebody's paying attention and not coping well with all the concrete, ooh He ruined you without a single intelligent word Sometimes, you get the punishment somebody else deserved But a man must have his conquest to keep his spirits high, and I... And I... And I heard you whimpering from behind the red curtain I just rolled my eyes and went back to my book I realize that if ever there was something alive in you Something I could love, that thing must now be dead I asked if I can come visit her in her living grave The place where she and her circumstantial husband stay To whisk her away or at least shake things up But who am I to break up an unhappy home? And you said you wanted to murder your rabid heart Well you mustn't, it's a part of you that I love the best You must keep it safe, let it stay wild, let it stay free It's what makes you special, so much better than me I sent you missives from the carriage And you started killing our story before it could even begin Mourning us almost keeps you alive SongtexteBut in the wasteland of my memory, I know that you'll never survive She recited O'Hara's "Having a Coke With You" While my friends were at a bar outside of Lido Smoking hash, talking anti-American trash I want your [?] come silent like something you fear I kissed you [?] on the South Street Seaport pier She's the daughter of the owl, I'm the fox's brother Why's it so hard for us to say nice things to each other? I know she feels for me, I know she does what she can But still I'm out of New York City given the other man I don't wanna make things messy with someone I respect It's an evil situation but I guess I deserve it I guess it is comically correct Oh no, oh my! Ooh! [?] Ooh! Oh no!, oh my! Oh no! Aus Songtexte Mania